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Lucifer's Captive Bride 62
She was silent, staring blankly at the floor, the weight of her decision finally sinking in. There was no escape, no undoing what had been set in motion. I stood up moving closer to her, Selene slowly lifted her head to meet my gaze. In her eyes, I saw hatred—raw, unfiltered loathing that she barely bothered to hide. It burned there, a silent storm that would have brought most men to their knees. But I didn’t flinch. I knew that, deep down, she wanted nothing more than to tear me apart, to end the suffering she thought I’d inflicted on her. But hatred and passion often went hand in hand, and as I reached out, brushing a stray lock of her hair away from her face, I saw her eyes soften, if only for a moment. Her resolve melted, her breath hitching ever so slightly under my touch. She might hate me, but I had power over her—far more than she could admit. “You aren’t lying, right?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked up at me, desperately seeking reassurance. “Li
Lucifer's Captive Bride 61
Her gaze was locked on me, her eyes filled with loathing, anger, defeat, and something else… something I couldn’t quite name, but that only fueled my victory. She could hate me all she wanted; it only made her commitment to my terms all the more binding. And in that moment, she was truly mine—her will, her choices, even her defiance bent to my whim. I savored it, letting the silence stretch as she stood there, torn between her love for him and her hatred of me, a fragile balance that I controlled with ease. I leaned back in my chair, a calm satisfaction spreading over me as I held the document out for her, feathered pen beside it. I watched as Selene approached, hesitant but determined, her hand trembling slightly as she took the pen and leaned in to sign away the last trace of her freedom. The moment her name curved across the parchment, it was done. Her soul, finally mine. I smiled, amused by how easy it had been to coax her into this moment. She stepped back, letting the pen s
Lucifer's Captive Bride 60
Anger flared inside me. "You have no idea what I’ve been through," I shot back, my voice laced with bitterness. "Liam… he was my friend. He didn’t deserve what happened to him." Lucifer watched me, unfazed. "No, he didn’t," he said quietly. "But he made a choice, and choices have consequences. Your friend knew what he was getting into." His words stung, their harshness sinking deep. I clenched my fists, trying to control the surge of anger and confusion. "Eat," he urged again, breaking me out of my thoughts. "You’ll need your strength for what comes next." I looked down at my plate, the aroma wafting up to me. Reluctantly, I took a bite, the food strangely comforting, grounding me in a way I hadn’t expected. As I ate in silence, Lucifer watched me, his gaze unrelenting, as if he could see through every layer of my soul. And in that moment, I knew that whatever lay ahead, I would have to face it head-on—whether or not I was ready. LUCIFER SMILE. As I leaned back in my chair, my
Lucifer's Captive Bride 59
As I watched Lucifer step back inside, I expected him to lunge at me, to fulfill his demand without mercy or delay. I steeled myself, my heart pounding, preparing for whatever he intended. But he didn’t move closer. Instead, he shut the door with a calmness that set me on edge, his eyes scanning me with an unreadable expression. "You look horrible, blood all over," he said, his words coming off so nonchalant, as if my appearance were the only thing wrong with this entire situation. I blinked, bewildered. "You said you…" But Lucifer lifted his finger, silencing me mid-sentence. "I know what I said," he murmured smoothly, his voice almost soothing, yet there was something dark coiled beneath it. "Why don’t you go and take a bath, change into some nice clothes, and meet me in the dining hall?" He clapped his hands once, and maids appeared around me. I didn’t even get the chance to protest before they started tugging me toward my room and into the bathroom. There, they ushered me into
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I smiled, though it was a hollow gesture. “She’s mourning,” I replied, the amusement in my voice not entirely masked. “Liam’s death has… shaken her, as expected. But she’ll recover. She’s stronger than she knows.” Lucien’s eyes remained impassive, though I caught the faintest hint of something—perhaps concern—beneath his mask. “Liam dead?” “He’s already gone,” I said dismissively. “died foolishly .” As I walked down the hallway, Lucien fell into step beside me, his usual silent, steady presence a stark contrast to the chaos that still lingered in my mind. The mansion was quiet, the early morning light painting everything in soft gold, but beneath that serene exterior, a storm was brewing. I could feel it in the air, in the way the shadows seemed to stretch and bend as I passed. “The arrangements have been made,” Lucien continued, his voice low. “The jet is ready, and I’ve taken care of the documentation.” “Good,” I replied, though my thoughts were only half with him. Selene’s f
Lucifer's Captive Bride 57
I left Selene in the room, her sobs muffled by the thick walls. The sound echoed in my head, a relentless reminder of how everything had spiraled. Liam's lifeless form lay behind me, and Selene's broken heart bled in ways I could feel in my own chest—a feeling I despised. I stepped into the hallway, but I wasn’t alone for long. I felt the shift in the air before I even saw him. Mammon, the Sin of Greed, appeared from the shadows, his lips twisted in that infuriatingly smug smile. Of course he’d show up now, basking in his own mess. “Did you enjoy my little gift, Lucifer?” he asked, tilting his head in mock curiosity, his voice thick with satisfaction. I clenched my jaw, holding his gaze with a glare. “Very funny of you, Mammon.” The words were cold, each one laced with barely contained rage. “Care to explain why you thought it was appropriate to bring him here?” Mammon’s smirk widened. He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms like he had all the time in the world. “Oh, come n
Lucifer's Captive Bride 2
He came at 12:03 a.m. exactly. Lila had spent the last hour watching the digital clock on her nightstand, the red numbers burning into her retinas. She had been naked for a long time, the air in the room beginning to feel heavy and static. Her heart was hammering so hard she could feel the thud o
Lucifer's Captive Bride 5
Lila woke to the sound of nothing. The room was flooded with the kind of bright, aggressive sunlight that only exists in Lagos, cutting through the floor-to-ceiling glass in wide, blinding strips. She reached out a hand, expecting to find the heat of a body or the rough texture of a shirt, but the b
Lucifer's Captive Bride 3
On the third night, he didn't come empty-handed. When he stepped through the balcony door, the city lights behind him seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the shadow of him and the small, dark bundle he held in one hand. Lila’s breath caught in her lungs, a sharp, hitching sound that ech
Lucifer's Captive Bride 1 Owned By Midnight
Lila Voss turned the deadbolt at 11:47 p.m. The click was a finality she looked forward to every single day. Behind her, the city lights of Lagos bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, bruised shadows across the hardwood. The glow looked like spilled ink, staining the expensive fur
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