Anonymous

Chapter thirteen

Author POV

His gaze kept fixated on the road, while driving recklessly, not minding if he run into a car. He couldn't stopped thinking about what happened earlier, the more he tried to, the more it keep disturbing his head, and he could only give in. He never imagined that anyone could ever do that to him, he never imagined that anyone would ever dared to look him in the eyes, disrespect him, let alone slapping him, and the thought that the person that break the record, and set that history, is a human, and not only that, a woman at that.

The thought that he didn't killed her instantly, flashed through his mind, and he couldn't stopped questioning himself, why he just left, he had never done that in his whole years of existence, he had always make anyone, who dare to annoy him, pay with their lives, how come he didn't do anything? He sighed softly, as he stepped on the accelerator, and turned the steering wheel, as the car turned swiftly on the road, making a very loud sound, and in the next seconds, he was already driving recklessly down the road, while staring deep into space, with his eyes, which were now bloodshot.

After driving for what seemed like forever, he finally got to his mansion, and parked at the garage, after which he alighted, before teleporting to his room. Appearing in his room, he roared angrily, while gritting his teeth. His eyes darkened bloodshot, his breath now coming out in a grunt, his once perfect teeth, slowly grew longer, and in the next seconds, his canines were now so long, with their edges, sharpened, his hairs stood erect, as his muscles popped out.

"How dare she!" He growled loudly, as he clenched his fist, and in the next seconds, the items in the room, started shaking, vase falling from the dresser, and broke into pieces, his demon keep struggling to take over him.

"Argh!" He growled again, as he walked over to the wall, and punched it hard, destroying a part of it, as much as he want to control himself, he know that it would be pointless, so he didn't tried to.

"You'll pay for this!" He growled again, as he punched the wall again. He threw his head back, and closed his eyes tightly, while trying to calm his demon, and after what seemed like forever of struggling to, he finally got a hold of him, and slowly, his body went back to normal. Snapping his eyes opened, he ran his fingers through his hair, before walking over to the mirror.

Staring deep at his own reflection, which was staring back at him, his eyes, holding so much anger and danger. He sighed softly, as he threw his head back, and closed his eyes briefly. He turned around, and got a hold of his coat, before getting rid of it, after which he got rid of his dress, before walking elegantly into the bathroom to have his bathe.

Seconds ticked into minute, minute into minutes, and slowly, it ticked into an hour, before he finally stepped out, looking as hot as always, with his perfect abs, which anyone would drool at. His hair clinging to his face, dripping wet, made him more handsome, and damn, the little bulge behind the towel, which was hanging dangerously around his waist, is enough to get anyone attention.

He walked over to the dresser, and took his time to apply his skin oil and lotion to his body carefully, making sure that he give it the best attention it needed, and after what seemed like forever, he finally stood up, and walked over to his closet, before throwing the doors opened.

Running his eyes through the heap of black clothes, with no other color, neatly kept in it, contemplating on what to wear, he finally settled for a black trousers, and a black long sleeve T-shirt. After a few minutes, he was standing before the mirror, dressed in all black. Taking his hands slowly to his collar, he arranged it, and picked his big cloak, which was laying on the dressing chair, before wearing it, looking as elegant as ever.

"It's time to go hunting." He said in his deepest voice, with a dark and intimidating aura, surrounding it, as he stared at his reflection one more time, before pulling the big hoodie cap of the cloak, over his face, and in the next seconds, he teleported out of his room.

He appeared the in the dark woods, which was as silent as a graveyard, the only sound that could be heard, were that, coming from the birds. The harsh wind kept blowing violently, forcing the leaves to dance to their tunes, and in its direction.

Taking his hand to his head, he held the tip of the hoodie cap, and let it fall off his head, as his deep green eyes, penetrated the woods, glowing brightly in the dark, anyone would be able to spot it even in the dark.

He closed his eyes, while paying attention to the sounds around, with his mind and ears, and in the next seconds, he snapped his eyes opened, as he snapped his head to his right hand side, his eyes suddenly changed color to bloodshot red, before he teleported in a hazy mist form, to God knows where.

He appeared in a deserted island in split seconds, and stopped abruptly, as he was welcomed with a strange sight.

Standing beside the water, staring deep at it, is a figure, dressed in all black, with a big cloak, over his or her body, and the hoodie cap, over his or her face.

Lucifer stared at the figure, while sniffing, trying to get a hold of his scent, and see if it's a familiar one, but all effort to do that, proved abortive, so he spoke up.

"Show your face, now!" He said in his most dangerous voice, with his usual dark aura, surrounding it.

Seconds ticked into minutes, before the figure finally turned slowly to face him, but his face remained invisible, as it was covered with the big hoodie cap, the only thing that Lucifer could see in his body, is his mouth, which we're slightly parted, showing off his long fangs.

"Long time, no see, Kai." Came the cool but dangerous voice, and slowly, he held the hoodie cap, and threw it off his face, revealing his face, which has that mischievous smile, plasted on it...