"Lucinda, Lucinda, are you alright?" Ralph asked, his gaze fixated on her with an unsettling intensity. Lucinda weakly met his eyes and replied, "Yes," before slowly walking away, her nose wrinkling as blood began to trickle from it. Concerned, Ralph rushed to her side, holding her hand gently. "You're bleeding," he remarked, swiftly retrieving a handkerchief to staunch the flow. "Thank you," Lucinda muttered, forcing a smile that failed to conceal its artificiality."That's a warning from me," Lucifer interjected as Lucinda and Ralph made their way to the company cafeteria. They settled down, Ralph ordering their food while Lucinda attempted to immerse herself in her meal. Just as she was about to take a bite, her phone rang, revealing an unfamiliar number on the screen. "Hello," she answered, her tone cautious. "How are you? It's me, Nathan," a familiar voice declared bluntly. Unfazed, Lucinda inquired, "I'm good. Why are you calling?" Nathan's response was straightforward:
Ralph's eyebrows rose and fell, a subtle movement that didn't go unnoticed by Lucinda. Her heart skipped a beat as she walked back to her desk, coffee in hand, contemplating whether to wake him or not. Perhaps reaching out to her husband would provide a distraction from the peculiar situation. She closed her eyes, focusing her thoughts on him, and called out to him telepathically. "What do you need me for now?" came Lucifer's cold response. Her smile widened as she replied, "I don't need anything from you. I just wanted to hear from you." The unexpected question followed, "What are you doing now?" Lucinda's gaze remained fixed on Ralph as she muttered, "Nothing." Lucifer persisted, "Can you come to me now?" A hint of frustration crept into her voice as she bluntly replied, "Hell no, I can't leave work now. Ralph will get angry if he finds out I'm not here." "Just two minutes, I want to talk to you," he insisted. Reluctantly, she acquiesced, saying, "Okay, I will be there." Luc
"That was fast," Ralph remarked, eyeing Lucinda warily as she handed him the cup of coffee. His suspicions lingered in his gaze, a flicker of doubt in his mind. "I hope this is not poisoned?" he questioned, his voice laced with an undertone that sent a chill down Lucinda's spine. His instincts warned him against drinking the coffee, but he ignored the inner voice and brought the mug to his lips. The rich aroma filled his senses, and he took a sip. The taste was sweet and refreshing, a testament to Lucinda's skill in brewing the perfect cup."You can go now. I'll call you when I need you. In the meantime, go through this file and report back to me," Ralph instructed, handing her a folder. Lucinda accepted it, a sly smile playing on her lips, and she sashayed back to her desk on the other side of the office. Ralph's gaze followed her, captivated by her movements as she glanced at the file, her fingers trailing through her hair and a pen teasingly placed in her mouth. He shook his head,
As the broken mug lay on the floor, Ralph surveyed the scene, his gaze lingering on the shattered pieces. Lucinda, attempting to clean up the mess, squatted down, unsure if she should proceed."Leave it, don't hurt yourself. I will call the cleaners to come and take care of it. It's not your job," Ralph instructed, his voice filled with concern. Lucinda slowly stood up, her eyes still fixed on the broken mug."But it's strange how a mug I placed here would just fall on its own," Ralph stated, stroking his chin in thought."I saw you place it on your table too. Maybe it's the wind," Lucinda suggested, her voice trailing off. Ralph stared at her incredulously."The wind? Give me a break. How would the wind knock over something so heavy?" Ralph retorted, reaching for his phone on the table. Soon, the cleaners entered the room, ready to handle the cleanup. Ralph continued to watch Lucinda intently, his gaze unwavering.She cautiously took her seat, avoiding eye contact with him as she sat
"Tastes good!" she exclaimed, savoring the food and closing her eyes."Get ready soon, my queen. Nathan will be here any moment," Medusa grinned."Ugh! Humans can't let a lady enjoy her weekend," Lucinda grumbled, taking a sip of water."They can't resist leaving a beautiful woman alone," Medusa remarked, smirking.Lucinda walked over to her wardrobe and asked, "What should I wear?""Hmm, wear whatever you like. You look beautiful in anything," Medusa scoffed.Lucinda chose a purple strapless gown and struggled with the zip. Medusa approached her and helped with the zip."You look stunning," Medusa complimented. Lucinda twirled in her dress."Come, let me braid your hair," Medusa offered. Lucinda sat on the bed, showing her hair to Medusa.Medusa gently combed and braided Lucinda's hair."I wonder how Ralph is spending his weekend," Lucinda mused, a smile gracing her face."Wait, who is Ralph?" Medusa asked curiously."He's the magical human," Lucinda replied."Ralph, a nice name. It'
As I sternly confronted the man, I demanded, "Let go of the chair." He grinned, clenching his teeth and defiantly dragging the chair with me. Frowning, I stood my ground and declared, "No, I won't let go." Determined, I twisted the chair in his hand, causing him to release it in pain. Holding his injured hand, he looked at me in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"Unwavering, I replied, "That's not the issue. Why are you treating your wife as if she is a stranger?" My glare intensified as I spoke."She doesn't want to work. She keeps stealing my money all day," he retorted, looking at me with a mixture of frustration and accusation."She is your wife. If you don't provide her with an allowance, she may resort to taking your money," I explained, casting a compassionate gaze at the woman who lay on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably."Who told you I don't give her an allowance? I do, but she still feels the need to steal from me," he countered.Turning my attention to the woman, I squatt
As Nathan keenly observed me, I could sense his awareness of my attempt to change the topic. Feeling a bit flustered, I muttered, "Oh, popcorn," and gestured towards the nearby popcorn vendor. I walked towards the popcorn area, my eyes fixed on the golden kernels, while Nathan followed closely behind.Reaching the popcorn vendor, I turned to Nathan with pleading eyes and asked, "Nathan, could you please buy some popcorn for me?" I shook his hand continuously, hoping he would agree.Nathan flashed a warm smile and reassured me, "Of course! Popcorn is a must when you're watching a movie." He approached the vendor, ordered two servings of popcorn, and paid for them. Handing me one of the containers, he said, "Here you go." I eagerly took a piece of popcorn, savoring its sweet flavor as I closed my eyes momentarily.Curious about my enthusiasm, Nathan asked, "Do you really like popcorn that much?" I opened my eyes and playfully glared at him. "I've only had it once when I saw Medusa eatin
Author's POVIn the dimly lit car, Lucy sat beside Nathan, her mind burdened with untold secrets. The soft glow of streetlights painted fleeting shadows across their faces as Nathan turned to her, breaking the silence that hung heavily in the air."Lucy, you haven't told me about your family," he said, his voice tinged with curiosity and concern. Sensing the weight of the unspoken words, she gently placed her hand on his face, a tender gesture to delay the inevitable conversation."Please, let's talk about that some other time," she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of vulnerability and hesitation. Nathan averted his gaze, the disappointment evident in his eyes, and the car slowly came to a stop in front of Lucinda's house.With a quiet resolve, Lucinda opened the car door, her determination shining through every step as she walked away from Nathan, leaving their unfulfilled conversation hanging in the air. Nathan's plea for a goodbye kiss hung between them, but instead, she offer