All Chapters of Lucifer's Dark Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PrologueLucifer's POVFuck, 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

Lucifer's POVMy black Aston Martin rolled its tires into the massive Blackwood estate, which my family owns.Surrounded by big trees, vast grounds for horse riding, and a golf course, the estate stretches for miles. In the center lies our mansion, and behind it is a large pool, which I rarely use, but my mother, Laura, loves that place.The first floor is specifically for me only, while the second floor is for my brother.My parents live on the ground floor. My mom stays in the east wing, and my father in the west. My mother is so done with him constantly bringing a new girl every day that instead of taking a divorce, she chose to stay in another room near the pool.I do have an infinity pool on my floor, but again, I rarely use it. Not a pool fan.My car stopped in front of the main gates, and I came out, throwing my keys to a servant. There wasn't really anyone to greet me. I remember when I was a child and my father would come back from work. Mumma would always greet him near the

Leah's POVHis hands slowly moved on my back and in a single clicked he unplugged my bra. "I asked you a question," he warned. I shook my head immediately. I don't believe in fate."Neither do I," he said, his hand slowly started coming back to my stomach. "But I also thought my brother was a pain in my ass, but it turns out he is the best decision my mother ever made."I didn't understand what he was saying. His hands were just beneath my bra which was now loose giving him easy access to my breast which fitted perfectly in his palm and he squeezed it not so softly at all. A moan released from my mouth making me embarrassed. "Open your eyes, bella," he said.I am not Italian, but I know what bella means. And for the record, he has to be the first person who has ever called me bella.I opened my eyes only to see him looking at me with that evil, satisfied smirk. "Just as I thought," he said and again squeezed my breast making me moan again. "Stop." I breathed out. I can't do this, t

Leah's POVAs he said, he didn't really gave me any option. Here I am standing infront of my room mirror wearing a very exposed dress which I swear to god I don't like at all. It's a dark red satin body-hugging long dress. It has thin shoulder straps, a low back with crisscross strings, gathered fabric around the waist, and a high slit on one leg. The rich wine-red color and shine make it look luxurious and eye-catching.It's definitely his choice. I didn't have a choice except to wear this cause he specifically mentioned. His exacts words were, "Make me angry and your little pussy will bleed more than you ever bled in your periods". How can I not take his words seriously?But this dress was not the worst part, worst part was the red lacy panties which came with it and instructions to not wear any bra. Why would he care which panty I wear? Maybe he doesn't want me to damage this dress. He might be rich but no one wants to waste there money. Sigh. Thankfully dad is not here he has

Lucifer's POVI smirked getting up from my seat and held out hand for her. She took it and got up. I puled her close to me.I had been holding back, controlling the urge to tear that dress from her body and lose myself in her until she could feel nothing but me, hear nothing but my name on her lips.But I can't hold myself anymore. Taking her hand I guided her to the bed sorrounded by canopy of white net which I specifically got placed in middle of lake.I am a narcissistic bastard who enjoys exhibitionism for the thrill of almost getting caught. The dominant part of me relish the power that comes from being on top of human pyramid.I craves the thrill of almost being discovered, not because I want an audience, but because the sadist part of me enjoy the punishment which comes afterwards for whoever decides to cross the line. But I would never let them truly see my girl. She doesn't enjoy that, and I won't force her into my games. That doesn't mean I can't have my fun.I slowly remov