Dj Devin Lucien Novels & Stories

She leaned hard on those words, five hours, and I couldn't help thinking of all those joyless ten-minute stretches. I swallowed the sour ache and looked the woman on the couch dead in the eye. "Vivian, pack your things. You're fired." Her eyes went red, and the tears dropped right on cue. "Don't act rashly. I'm only doing this for you. Lucien's an AI incubus, and his arousal threshold needs stimulation or he'll glitch out from the pressure." "I just felt sorry for him, going unsatisfied for so long." That tore off the last fig leaf.

He is an old guy with thinning gray hair and a round, portly body. “Yes, sir,” I grumble to sound unhappy about it. I’m not, because I’m just checking in with my sister-in-love’s older adoptive brother. Coach Malkin, or as I know him better by, Luci or Lucifer. His codename is Hellfire. He is the Death Kings’ arsonist. He is also Tee’s trainer and owns his own gym. So teaching is a hobby for him. Luci is married to Remington, Ali’s sister-in-law. He is also Ali’s adopted older brother, the youngest of two. Lucifer’s older brother is Drogo or Vic, the tattoo artist who has been teaching Lachlan and has done Lock’s tattoos.

Devin, the Master of Five Elements Organization, spoke coldly to Lucas, "If worst comes to worst, we'll fight to the death!" Hearing this, Lucas laughed, feeling that Devin was too funny. "Devin, do you want to fight to the death with me?" Lucas looked sarcastic, adding, "Do you think you are worthy?" When Devin, the Master of Five Elements Organization, heard Lucas' words, he couldn't help but tremble for no reason. Because he realized that Lucas was actually so powerful. He felt that with just a glance, he wouldn't have any chance of surviving. The corner of Lucas' eyes carried a thousand layers of killing intent and overwhelming aura!

It sounded amazing! ‘Yeah, if you’re sure, I’d love to!’. He smiled. ‘Cool. By the way, I’m Luke’. I was so glad he reminded me. ‘I’m Alex’. We spoke for a little while while we finished our drinks and made our way out of the hotel.

Anne, who saw the news, became frantic and tried reaching Lucian on his phone but it wasn’t going through. Meanwhile as the news spread, Lucian drove to see one of his business allies, Devon Clark, whom he helped a long time ago. Devon was also a very successful businessman and when Lucian helped him years back in his business, he vowed to repay him back somehow. When Devon saw Lucian in his office, be was happy to receive him. “I just saw the news,” Devin said as soon as the had settled down. “And that’s why I’m here. I’m ready to use the favor ticket you owe me,” Lucian said without a smile.

“One design. After that, I disappear. Fully. I don’t want calls. I don’t want press. I don’t want my name dragged out like a marketing trick.” Duverne nods, all smooth calculation. “We only need brilliance.” Bardem smiles faintly. “You give us brilliance, Lucien, and you can vanish in diamonds.” I don’t smile back. And I have no intention of staying. Not now. Not ever again.

Lucas smirk, standing up, taking one glaze at Ethan before leaving. Lucian motioned for Ethan to take a seat. “What would you like to have?”. Lucian asked. “I am not here for that!”. Ethan bluntly declined “Why are you here?”. Lucian said, his eyes turning cold. "Let me do a proper introduction," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I'm Ethan Deville, also known as the Vipers. And I am here to propose a partnership." Lucian couldn't help but chuckle, a low, rumbling sound that filled the room. "Oh really?" he teased, his voice laced with amusement. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Ethan's face.

“You were blowing up my phone last night, boyyy. You know that’s when I work. Respect the hustle.” “Actually, I was calling to talk to you about your sister." His voice is rough and gravelly like it’s been marinating in black coffee and long hours spent at work. Kelvin's one of Lucien’s security guys, permanently assigned to the penthouse. He was supposed to be incharge of keeping me in check during the gala incident, but somewhere between the champagne, the chaos, and my very persuasive smile, the roles reversed. Let’s just say I kept him in check, and the man has not known peace since.

Lucian said, "We should leave," "Not before burning this place to the ground," Lucifer suggested "I can't," "And why the fuck not?" "The deputy sheriff is here. I'm not going to kill him. I have enough blood on my hands already," Lucian declared with conviction. As Lucifer rolled his eyes in exasperation, Lucian's attention shifted to Dante, who had succumbed to his wounds and lay unconscious on the ground. It was unclear whether he was still breathing or if he had passed away. Lucian's gaze then turned to the Lycan Huntress Raven, who was beginning to regain consciousness, her movements slow and deliberate.