Unwanted Visitor

Lucifer's eyes twinkled as he listened to Lord Carlo from the eye...

"To be able to rule Hell, answering a démon isn't enough. You have to be a Devíl first"..

"Should we take her out..."? Devlin asked seriously.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, mirth danced in his eyes and he focused on the eye.

"No.. it won't be fun then...seems like hell doubts my powers and dominion over it"..

"Her father seems to be planning rebel"... Devlin pointed out the obvious.

Lucifer bit his thin lips.

"Is that a problem..."?

"About the demon's..." Devlin trailed off.

"If there was someone that could take over hell, if would have been done a million years ago Devlin... Spend time to read the Bible". Lucifer said with a scoff.

His eyes darkened when he smelt the familiar smell he hadn't perceived in millenniums...

It was that smell that anyone who had been there would have. He had it too when he was there..... The smell of heaven....

"Leave"... He said calmly to Devlin and crossed his leg in his seat.

Devlin bowed briefly and hurried off. He could sense the urgency in Lucifer's voice.

"Ramael..." A man wearing white garment, slowly descended from the sky, And stood before Lucifer.

Lucifer's hand clenched un-noticeably. This person... He never thought he would see this face again.

He relaxed his expression and sat back casually on his throne.

"To what do I owe the visit of the Archangel in heaven"..

"You were sent down on earth to reflect on your betrayal not lead mortals to destruction". The angel said.

"And I wonder why that is....maybe there really is nothing to reflect on. Don't worry...I don't plan on dragging any position with you Zamael.. I'm fine being the king of my own world". Lucifer said calmly..

"You're attitude will lead her to destruction if you continue".Zamael said calmly.

"That's exactly what I want"... Lucifer grinned évily, showing his fangs.

Ramael left with saying any other thing.

Lucifer's face tightened after Zamael left. His hand held his chest as he gróaned in pain.

He ripped his shirt apart and watched as the mark slowly formed on his chest. The pain accompanied was nerve wrecking...

His jaws tightened and his eyes blazed with red flames...

This torture... He will pay back in ten folds..

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Few days staying in hell, Amira was more or less used to the weirdness.

Life here wasn't as hard as she had thought... Well if there is no Madam Harley and Vienna in it...

"Speak of the devíl... " Amira cursed under her breath.

Vienna threw a pile of clothes at Amira. "Wash these clothes for me while you're at it"..

Amira stared at the clothes that were thrown to the ground. Her lips curled into a sneer. What did this lady take her for?

"Sorry Vienna but I can't. I've already exhausted all my strength washing my clothes". She replied not so politely.

"Are you refusing me"? Vienna asked with her hands folded under her voluptuous breást

"Uh-huh... I think I just did". Amira said and brushed pass her , back to the house.

Vienna stood still, and clicked her teeth. Her lips curled into an endearing smile.

'finally there is a worthy competitor'...

Zamael stood at a distance, stating intently at Amira's retreating figure. His eyes flickered with unknown light....

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"Thankfully you're still alive"... Mira sighed in relief while holding into Amira's hand.

Amira shrugged her off.

"What's with you? Why are you acting like I walked into hell"..

"Girl trust me. Vienna Rodney is a female hell. That's why most people think she is best suited for Lucifer". Mira said creepily.

"Tell me something new". Amira rubbed her ear in spite.

Mira jingled her hand.

"Let's go to the market then... How new is that"..?

Amira's eyes lit up. "Is that allowed"? She asked excitedly.

"Well.... It's not.."

Mira circled her fingers while casting a little spell.

"Being a witch has many advantages with it. Besides breaking the rule is more fun girl. Don't you think so"?

Amira shook her head. "You will lead me to héll Mira"..

Mira giggled.

"We're in héll already. So are you in"? She asked.

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Amira laughed happily, as she skipped with Mira around the busy market. It was more lively than their market back at home.

While looking, a particular necklace caught her attention. It was a jade blue necklace that looked like it had water inside.

It looked very delicate and lovable.

"Do you like it that much"? A cool voice said behind her.

"Huh.."? Amira turned around in surprise... She looked beside her and couldn't find Mira.

"Dámn! That fun loving wîtch.."! She cursed silently.

"You don't look like one who uses foul languages". The voice sounded again.

Amira felt a shadow hovering around her, and raised her head to look at the source.

The sun covered the face of the person so she couldn't see him well. When he moved a little closer, she was able to see him clearly.

Her breath hitched. Wearing a white cloth which was rarely seen here, he looked pleasant and... And... Heavenly.

Her eyes rested on his exquisite face. Was this love at first sight?

She felt her heart skip few beats.