Chapter Five

Lucifer's POV

I am in my mansion, in my office dealing with the next weapon shipment. This is taking forever. I inherited the mafia from my father when I was 21. People say we quite look alike and that is true. I have my father's features, dark brown hair, green eyes, 6"2' height. We both are ruthless killers. The only thing I got from my mother was loyalty to my family and loved ones. Rest was given to my younger brother.

Today is the charity event held by Arthur Logan, a pain in the ass, he has a debt of two million which he had to repay by the end of the month but this bitch decided to delay. So I and my men will have to give him something to remember, not for the next time cause there will be none.

He is obliviously enjoying his liquor at the party, while his wife and son are in my hold. I get ready for the event and get in the limo, my men in their cars follow me.

As I enter I spot my brother who is my second in command. Then my eyes meet her. Fuck. She locks her eyes with me. So