Lucifer
“You will never be alone again, Lana. You’re mine now, and I refuse to let you go without a bloody fight.”
Euphoria courses through my body at his honest words. Smiling happily, I caress my fingers across his luscious lips. “So I’m yours? You know this is the twenty-first century, and women are no longer considered property.” I ask with a hint of reprimand.
Lucifer snickers, “I think you forget that I’ve been around for millennia, and I do not prescribe to this new way of thinking. However, for you, I’ll be a bit flexible and say that I am also yours.”
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