Her rejection

He was the devil and evil worshipped him. Why should he be afraid of possessing a little human?

As the though crossed his mind, a low rumble resonated from his chest. His ears grew a little longer and his demons where starting to awake.

As if sensing his gaze, Amira looked behind her and her heart leaped. She wept in her heart.

'Have I not overcome this temptation'?

She stood up quickly and made to escape.

Lucifer appeared before her.

"Where do you think you are going"? He asked in anger.

Amira smiled sheepishly.

"I wanted to make way for you to sit". Her back was drenched with cold sweat as she tried to appear bold.

Lucifer pulled her closer, and sniffed her face.

"I smell your fear. It's appealing". He said with a low grumble.

Amira's whole body shook when she saw his dreadful fangs . All the air left her lungs. She took in a deep breath and finally asked.

"What do you want from me"?

Lucifer smirked. "Good question... I want you". He said in a low voice.

He ran his hand along the curve of her body sensually. A grunt left his lips as he felt the feeling of his hand on her skin, deep in his blood.

Her fear made the demons in him rejoice. He placed his nose in the nook of neck and sniffed in the scent of his blood in her veins.

It smelt different from his own..... It was more enticing.

His hand grabbed her thin waist and pulled her to his body. There was barely any space left between them.

Amira shuddered. A whimper left her lips as she tried to resist.

Lucifer's eyes flames up. He grabbed her chin land made her stage into his eyes.

"Are you rejecting me"? He asked in a chilly voice.

Amira winced and looked away from him. She shut her eye tightly and squeezed out one word...

"Yes..."

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"Yes"...

Amira's tiny voice seemed to be so loud that it echoed in the empty garden. Her heart thumped when Lucifer's face turned cold.

Even though she was afraid, she would rather be punished than let him have his way with her. Although she had never thought of love in the past, she would not let herself be used like this.

Lucifer stared at her for a moment and then a smirked formed on his lips. He chuckled softly.

"I was asking for no reason in particular. Your opinion does not matter, Amira don't think too much about it".

Amira's eyes darkened. She had thought of him as anything but a perverse Devíl. How come the book never had any record of him being like this?

Lucifer grinned évily and spoke in a léwd tone. "Not everything is written in the book darling. And for the record...I'm more than you can imagine".

Amira clenched her fist when Lucifer's hand around her waist tightened. She hadn't even noticed it until now.

"Why do you häte me so much"? She asked in confusion. The hatred didn't seem like something that just happened because she left hell.

Lucifer ignored her question and bent his head to sniffed her hair. Even though it was pure torture to do that, he still wanted to do it anyway. It's not like he won't have her at the end.

Amira stood stiff. She didn't know what it was, but she was waiting for something.

When his hands assaulted her body, even when his lips on her body felt like a hot iron scalding her, she still waited.

Zamael stood at a distance and watched closely. His hands were tightly clenched by his sides.

It's not like he was ignoring her and doing nothing when she was in this state, it was just that he couldn't move. Something or rather... Someone was stopping him from reacting.

Knowing fully well that he couldn't do anything, he wanted to leave so as not to watch this heartbreaking scene but he couldn't leave as well.

It was like the person wanted him to feel self-blame and regret. This was the worst torture ever.

At this point he noticed that he couldn't hear her thoughts. Something was where happening around but he couldn't point a finger as to what it was.

All he knew is that she must be praying for him to come in her heart and yet here he was but he was powerless.

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"If you want to be burnt to the point that even your bones won't escape then go on". Devlin warned Mira who was about to confront Lucifer.

Most times he wondered how ladies think when they are emotional.

Mira didn't care about the so called melting. Disregarding what he said, she dashed out to stop Lucifer.

Devin pulled her back and covered her mouth with his hand when she was about to talk.

"Shh... Lucifer has sensed us since. If you do something to annoy him hell's prison won't be enough punishment for us".

Mira shot him a glare and bit his hand that was covering his mouth.

"Ouch...Ouch... You're a wîtch for goodness sake not an animal"! Devlin whispered all series of cursed.

Mira ignored his painful groâning and looked back at Amira with concern. After calming down, she realized that confronting Lucifer won't make thing any better.

She turned to Devlin who was still petting his injured palm and asked softly.

"Will she be okay"?

Devlin shot her a glare. Such a heartless little witchy. "I don't know! Don't ask"!

"Ahhhhhhh..."!!!