Prologue

Prologue

Lucifer's POV

Fuck, this shit hurts.

I kept walking despite the throbbing pain in my leg where I was shot and in my abdomen where another bullet had pierced through my skin.

It was supposed to be a normal deal. Easy peasy, no big problem. But damn, I forgot some motherfuckers don't know where they stand and wanted to acquire the empire. And what can be a better idea than killing the next heir?

Although they forgot I am Lucifer fucking Blackwood.

No one in this universe is strong enough to stop my heartbeat.

Well, that's what I believed until I managed to kill five of their members and run away from there. But now, the sight in front of me is strong enough to bring me down on my knees.

There is a girl.

No, not a girl.

A fucking angel.

She is wearing a white fitted shirt with grey skirt reaching her thighs. Her slender white porcelain legs were on full display, only her ankle area was hidden under white socks and shoes. I could catch a glimpse of her thigh due to the air making her skirt sway. Her dress hugged her hourglass figure perfectly. Her waist was so thin that it could fit perfectly in my arms.

She kept fixing her skirt but still I could get a good view of her white panty. Fuck It would feel so good to spread those ass cheeks and push my already hard cock inside.

Her shiny golden-brown hair was put up in a messy bun. I could imagine fisting those smooth hair while i face fuck her. 

She was standing in front of a pond with swans in it and a camera in one hand.

I couldn't move a single bit at the sight in front of me. The flowers near her feet complemented her world, meanwhile the blood dripping from my body and the gun in my waistband complemented mine.

I took two hesitant steps towards her, but my legs gave up and I fell down against a tree. I groaned heavily, leaning my back against the trunk, and looked to my side only to see the angel looking at me with wide eyes.

She immediately put her camera on the ground and walked quickly towards me.

Oh, fuck.

She knelt down in front of me with worried expressions.

"Are you okay?" she asked. 

Fuck her voice is so beautiful, I wonder how would they sound when she is under me screaming my name.

Her hazel-green eyes looked at me as if I were some innocent who got caught in some problem. I want to see tears in those eyes, tears when she gets overwhelmed by all the orgasm which I bring to her. 

She looked at my arm and her palm flew to her mouth. She gasped. "You're bleeding."

Fuck. Not only my arm, my heart is bleeding too.

I sighed and asked, "Do you have a phone?"

She nodded immediately.

"Can you call an ambulance?" I asked.

"Yes. Don't move. I'll call."

With that, she practically ran towards her camera.

I pushed myself off the ground and walked in the opposite direction. No way in hell am I taking help from her. If I stay anywhere near her, I won't be able to control myself.

Fuck the bullet and all the blood, I might push her on ground under me and tear those clothes apart. Her screams will be music to my ears. But it will stop the moment she see my large cock getting hard just by mere presence of hers. 

And she will scream again when I push myself inside her without giving her any time to adjust. She will continue screaming in both pain and pleasure, and I won't be stopping cause there is no way I will be able to control myself with her. 

I didn't look back. I just made sure I was out of her sight before she turned around.

It's better if you stay away from me, angel.

My dark world is not for someone like you.