•TWO•

I'm. In. Hell.

Can someone stop me from repeating those words because I honestly can't believe I'm in the underworld. With the Devil himself.

My life wasn't perfect. Not really. I've made bad choices. Made mistakes but I learned from them. My parents who were married for thirty years are divorced. The friends that I have moved to follow their dream career. Everyone left while I stayed.

It truly sucks to be an only child with no life goals. As a waitress in a Bar & Grill is where I earn money. I give money to the church and help the poor. Helping people is what I love doing.

You're probably thinking how a potty mouth girl like me is kind. Truth is. I am. But I am fierce and strong altogether. It's what made me, me.

I've done good over the years if I say so myself.

Now that I'm in Hell. There is no way some part of me is dark. What does Lucifer want with my soul? Why did God and Lucifer made a bet over me? Could I be someone powerful? Pshh that's an insane idea. I'm just a human being. Or not?

Either way I'll find out what Lucifer wants with me. Maybe I'll find a way to escape him. Could I run from the Devil? I sure as hell could try.

The smell of sandalwood made its way to my nostrils and a hint of smoke. I search the office with my dark blue eyes of any candles but there was none. The scent is very intoxicating. Inhaling it again. I could feel Lucifer's intensity gaze bore into me. Shit. The smell was coming from him. I'd like to bathe in that scent.

Why does he have such an affect on me? Is it because he's tall, dark, and handsome? Dating someone like that will get you in a lot of trouble. Trust me I've dated a few. But he's the Devil.

I remember my mom telling me to steer clear away from bad boys but as hardheaded as I am I couldn't resist them. How could you not fall for the bad boy looks? Lucifer has it all. The tattoos, piercings, dark hair or clothing.

"I'm starving." I blurted out.

I don't know what time it is. Is time on Earth different from Hell?

Lucifer raised a brow.

"What?" I shrugged my shoulders. "A girl has to eat."

"What would you like to eat?" He signaled his large hands outward.

A whole buffet is what I wanted. I was going to the store to get some food to cook but I ended up in Hell. Damn, how long I've been here?

"Give me your specials. A bloody leg or eyeballs dipped in hot sauce." I joked.

Lucifer wasn't laughing but I could see his mouth twitched a little bit.

"How about I show you to my room where you're going to be sleeping then I'll send a variety of foods to your way."

"I rather starve than be in the same bed as you." I said angrily, crossing my arms over.

"As you wish, darling." Lucifer shrugs, grinning.

Ugh. He's so...so. I don't even know anymore. I'm tired and pissed off. My stomach growling like the sound of thunder. Scratching noises came from the door. I turn my head to look and the door opened by itself.

A hellhound with bloodshot eyes made its way towards me. It's gnarly teeth dripping with saliva. He's twice as big as a Great Dane. Now that's huge.

"Crimson, my boy, meet Celine." Lucifer introduces.

He's a big scary wolfish demon looking dog but as you look closer he's kind of cute in a way. A big bad ass.

She smells divine Master. What is she?

Woah. Did I hear him talk? Telepathically?

"Yes, Lucifer, what am I?"

Crimson made a growl noise looking at Lucifer. How can she hear me?

"I'm not sure Crimson but now you have someone to talk to other than me," Lucifer smiles. "Trust me, my boy, she'll entertain you."

I glare at Lucifer deciding whether to start throwing my boots at him.

What kind of pants is she wearing?

Lucifer laughs.

"It's pineapples. It happens to be one of my favorite pajamas." I rolled my eyes at Crimson. Talking to a hellhound seems crazy but look where I am. In Hell. There might be talking skeletons strolling around who knows.

Maybe I need to suck it up and not be so hardheaded. After all, I need answers from Lucifer. If I have to sleep on the same bed with him then so be it. I need to find out what bet God and Lucifer made.

It took everything in me to force out the words. "I'll agree to sleep in your room but on one condition."

"Go on," Lucifer raises a brow, the one with the piercing.

"I'd like to tell my mom I'll be leaving so she wouldn't be worried about where I disappeared off to."

"That's been taken care of," Lucifer replies. "One of my guards spoke to her about your whereabouts, not Hell of course, but gone to a job in Georgia."

I nodded, hating that I couldn't see my mom right now to hug her one last time. "Will I get to see her again?"

I'll take you personally to see your mother every few months.

Crimson offered. Who knew he would be such a kind hellhound. Looking at him you would think he's a viscous dog that will rip your head off with his large canines and paws bigger than my head to pin you down with.

"Thanks Crimson but I'm positive that my mom will have a heart attack seeing a giant hellhound on her front porch." I said.

Don't worry. I can hide my true form. Was that a chuckle I hear?

"Now that is settled," Lucifer clapped. "Lets get you to my room."

With the snap of his fingers we teleported to what looked like a fancy suite. In the center of the room lies the biggest bed I've ever seen with red bedsheets. The pillows all ten of them were black. That's a big bed for a man who sleeps by himself. Unless he invites women to his bed to satisfy his needs.

Can I say eww? Who knows how many people laid up in bed with him. I'm seriously rethinking about sleeping on that bed.

To my left is a giant walk-in closet filled with colorful clothes. On one side looked like red, black, and white suits. The other side were colorful dresses. Beautiful even.

"Are these dresses of your mistresses?"

I try not to blush asking that question. Lucifer stride over to his gigantic bed undoing his body armor letting it drop to the floor with a loud thud. My eyes widened so far apart that I thought my eyeballs would pop out.

Is that a six pack I see? I knew there were tattoos on his neck and the both of his arms are sleeved but on his chest were a tattoo of wings. It looked beautiful.

"Like what you see?" Lucifer grinned.

"No." I lied.

"And to answer your question. No woman has ever slept on a bed with me and those dresses are yours."

That's hard to believe. He's the freaking Devil. I mean look at him. Very handsome indeed. Any woman would jump his bones. Including a virgin girl like me.

I gave him a look that says 'yeah right.'

Lucifer just shrugged his shoulders and plopped on the bed. He crossed his arms behind his head and his muscles were bulging. God he's going to make me lose my virginity tonight.

His lavender eyes slowly trailing from my head to the bottom of my feet. "Aren't you coming?" Lucifer patted the bed beside him.

My face grew warm with a blush. I kicked off my boots taking my socks off. Slowly, I made my way to the bed. Lucifer watches me as I climb in to bed. I tuck my body underneath the sheets which were amazingly soft and the smell.

Sandalwood.

A knock sounded at the door. Lucifers says 'enter.' A couple of maids were bringing in plates of food. The aroma of the food makes me want to drool. I sat up as the plates were handed to me. One dish is seafood, the other is pasta, and the last plate is desserts. They were my favorite. How did Lucifer know these were my favorite dishes?

The maidservants excuses themselves.

"I hope these come to your liking," he says.

I started stuffing my face before I could answer him. Damn I was hungry. I'm sure I looked like a wild starved animal who hasn't ate in weeks. After I finished, the maids came back to clear away the dishes.

"Goodnight Celine." Lucifer whispers in my ear.

Before I could reply my eyes began to close.