Embrace Of The Lucifer novel Chapter 10

August.

I was in a dark room; nothing could be seen except for the darkness around me. There was not any single light! I tried to stand up with the help of my wounded legs, but failed miserably. I tried to hold back my tears, thinking about what they did to me. My own parents beat me to death and then locked me the dark basement. I was there for almost two hours. They didn’t check on me yet. They didn’t even give me food...

Few more moments passed...and then the door opened, revealing my father standing there with a belt in his hand. My eyes were wide in horror and I looked at him with pleading eyes.

“You fucking whore!” he yelled. I backed away only to found a wall behind me.

“Please dad.” I cried out when he came close and whipped me with his belt.

“Shut up bitch.” he growled and whipped me again. This time I let out a loud scream. The pain was unbearable.

He kept hitting me until I started to bleed. I was whimpering lowly every time he would hit me. Why? Why is he doing this to me? I was his daughter, wasn’t I? Does it really matter that am adopted?

“Pl-please dad n-not anymore.” I whispered before falling to the ground. I was on the urge of losing my consciousness, because I really did not want to witness what else was going to happen.

He yanked me up by my hair making me hiss in pain and him smacking me again on my face. I broke a rule...I could never ever hiss or make any sound that would show that I was in pain.

“Get up you worthless bitch, you deserve nothing but pain.” with that he slammed my head on the wooden wall. I started to see black dots and my vision were blurry. I could not see anything. Was I finally dying? I heard my dad muttered something but before I could figure that out, my vision was covered with the darkness.

Lucifer’s P.O.V

It was almost morning, but there was no sign of her awakening. The doctor said that she would take time to wake up. She was still in my bed and after last night incident, dad came to me twice to discuss the matter but every time I told him to leave. Because I was not interested to talk about that. All I cared about was...I just wanted her to be okay.

“Lucifer.” I heard someone called my name, knocking on my door. “Come in.” I growled at whoever the fuck it was. The door opened, revealing none other than my sister with a pissed off look.

“What do you want?” I asked, annoyed. She rolled her eyes at me.

“Do you even know what the fuck you have done?”

“What?” I asked in a bored tone.

“You brought a fricking maid on your room and not to forget in front of everyone, the fucking guest and the fucking medias. It’s all over the news and social media.” she whined. I gave her a bored look.

“So? Do you think I fucking care what the fuckers talk about me?” I snapped.

“What the fuck you are saying Lucifer, she is just a filthy maid, she can’t be even compared with any of us and after you did, all of the people are thinking something is fishy.” she half yelled at me.

My eyes were red with anger, her words were ringing on my head filthy. I took long strides towards her and grabbed her arm pushing her outside of my room.

“Get out of here NOW.” I growled at her. She gulped and nodded her head before leaving the room. I sighed in frustration.

Walking towards my bathroom, I got in and did my business in there. After 15 minutes I got out wrapping a towel around myself. She was still in my bed sleeping peacefully and looking beautiful as fuck.

I was searching for some clothes in my closet when I heard someone moan and then gasped. I turned around and saw her sitting on my bed with her big eyes. She instantly covered her eyes with her hand. I smirked at her cute reaction and walked towards her.

“Open your eyes.” I commanded. She was hesitating at first but then removed her hands and opened her eyes but still looking down. It made me angry and I gripped her chin and raised it up a bit so that I could see her beautiful eyes. My breath hitched as I stared at her divine like face. But her eyes held fear and dejection.

“Always look into my eyes when I’m talking to you, got it?” I asked in a husky voice. She nodded her head that made me more furious. Why the fuck she is not talking?

“Words.” I demanded.

“O-okay.” she whispered. Fuck. Her words were like a song to my ears. I had the urge to kiss her but I managed to control myself and let go of her chin.

I slipped on my clothes and wore my shoes. She was still looking down, not even sparing a glance at me. I approached her again and sat down on the bed beside her. She moved a little but stopped when I glared at her.

“C-can I go n-now m-master?” She spoke breaking the silence. I could see red by now, why she wanted to fucking leave?

“Why you want to leave?” I asked in my deep voice, enough to make her shiver.

“I-I jus-” I stopped her.

“First have your breakfast.” I said and called for Martha.

She hastily came in my room with her head down. “Yes master?”

“Give her some breakfast and don’t let her do all the chores of the house, the other maids will do this.” I said in my deep tone. She nodded her head and went out of my room.

I turned around to face August. “You may take a shower and as I said you don’t have to do all the works.” I wore my watch and glance at her.

“Y-yes sir.” she replied and nod her head.

She stood up from the bed, still on her last night’s dress. Her hair was messy and her upper buttons of the night gown was slightly lose and would pop out anytime, but still it was showing much of her skin. She brought her hands to her chest to cover it. A low chuckle escaped from my mouth.

That made me so fucking hard. Her innocence, her curve was on display. I clenched my teeth and walked towards her. She gasped, her eyes were wide, seeing me coming to her.

I stopped when I was enough close to her. I was examining her beautiful face, her shiny brown hair and her pink plump lips. I caressed her hair and placed few strands of her hair behind her ears. She was shivering in fear. It made me smirk; I liked the effect I had on her. It made me feel more powerful, that I already was.

She tried to step back, but I immediately caught her by her waist and pulled her closer to me. She gasped loudly this time, her eyes were becoming teary and she tried to squirm under my grip, only making me tightening it more.

“Stop struggling.” I growled. She whimpered and stopped.

I brought myself close to her neck and inhaled her smell. She was struggling again but I didn’t let her go. Her smell was so fucking intoxicating. She started to hit my chest with her small fist, trying to get away from me. But I wasn’t going to let that happen.

“Pl-please le-let me go.” She cried. Why the hell is she crying?

“Sshhh don’t cry princess.” I said and caressed her hair. Her silky-smooth hair melted in my hands, her brown blocks looked so perfect on the creases of my finger. She whimpered more.

I started to place soft kisses on her neck making her shiver. Fuck. This was making me even more hard. At that moment, I was thinking about nothing but her. I heard her soft sobs.