Lucifer's Love Curse

Anais picks up her mask, ready to become Melinda for the night. They never use their real names at these events. Looking around, she knows this is not where she is meant to be in life. The job isn’t bad, it just does not bring in enough money. She hates walking around seeing and serving all the people she knows her heart longs to be.Fastening the mask, she smiles, ready to take on the night. Like every other night, she knows there will be no hassle, no issues, and a slight chance one of the guests will ask to dance with a waiter. She didn’t understand why they asked, but they did. Of all the women at these events, men could pick anyone easily, yet they seem to go for the waiters.Looking in the mirror at her silky black thigh-high dress and her heels, she nods and walks out, the music playing. She smiles, looking around, wishing she was one of the women out here talking, laughing and enjoying the night, not working. She picks up her tray of food and walks around with it. Every now an

Anais fights to answer him. “My innocence is already tainted, Sir, and I don’t believe you are a threat, Sir. Can I call you, Sir? I don’t know your name, and I would like to address you in some way.” Her body relaxes more as she dances, his hand slowly sliding further down her back, settling on her arse. She ignores him and continues dancing. “Let’s just stick to Sir, shall we?” He pulls her closer, her body against his and she can feel her heart fluttering away. She could have sworn at any minute it would fly out of her chest. “Mmm, you seem a little heated up, Kitten.” The words sent shivers down her spine, and she can’t deny it. Something about him makes her want him. Yet, at the same time, she can sense the danger of him. She ignores his question and keeps dancing, hoping her heart slows down and doesn’t give away her feelings. They continue dancing, the song finishing and Melinda turns to walk away, his hands stopping her once again. She looks at him, unsure if she can conti

He steps and looks at her.“Oh, you really do have a death wish, don’t you?” He moves closer, his body pinning her against the wall. He wouldn’t, would he? She looks at him, and right now, she is not so sure this was a good idea, but she won’t run now. This could just be a test.“You wouldn’t kill me, would you?” She found her strength. Standing defiant, ready to fight back, knowing full well she won’t be able to win this fight.“Oh, I could so easily kill you, Anais, so, so easily.” His fingers trail down her neck, his tongue licking across his lips. His face leans towards hers, his tongue gently gliding across her lips. Lucifer’s need for her is strong, he wants her right now, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to kill her. Why is that?“Yet, I know you won’t. You’re not as bad as you make out.” His head snaps up to her words, his lips curli

Then what? He knows what, then he has no choice but to kill her, no choice but to silence her and ensure no one else is told the tale of how she met Lucifer, the fallen angel.  He never changed his name; he let it be a warning to women; she just doesn’t listen.The sound of the phone ringing, makes Anais glance at him. Lucifer answers it, his face quickly twisting into a grimace as Anais watches, finally realising how much of a colossal mistake she has made. She thought yesterday he was trying to scare her away; now she realises that yesterday was just a tiny fraction. As she looks at the face of pure evil.Anais’s body is trembling; her thoughts muddled as she looks at him, slowly her vision blurs as she realises what she has done, and now it is too late to turn back.Lucifer is looking at her, his arms wide as he holds the phone to his ear, his eyes red like fire, and she can only describe it as something out of a horror movie. His words come

“You’re the devil.” Her words finally make him smile, her heart stops, realising she agreed to give her life to the devil himself and that she agreed there would be no turning back. No way of escaping whatever pain he decides to inflict on her.How crazy is she? People talk about making a deal with the devil as a joke, a joke about people who are cruel and nasty. Never did she think she would actually make a deal with the actual devil herself.Standing, he nods. He knows now there is no way he can let her go, no way at all, so he has to try not to kill her. How this will work, he doesn’t know.“You have to stay, you can’t leave, but I don’t expect anything from you. You made a deal with the devil without knowing you were, so I do not expect your love, your care, nothing, Anais.” His hands reach up to remove the restraints from around her wrists.His words broke her heart. She wants it though, she wants all t