Embrace Of The Lucifer novel Chapter 46

1st October 2003

"Good job Lucas. Keep it up." My karate instructor said as he was handed the belt. At the young age of 10, he was the champion of Karate. He began going to a different institution for karate since his foster father decided that he need to be strong both mentally and physically. He had a tutor for each subject, Lucian Knight wanted his foster son to be the best. Lucas, who was known as Lucifer by then, only got few hours off from his busy schedule.

He was sitting in the car, with his foster father beside him. Arabelle had to run some errands so she could not join them.

"Well done, son." Lucian congratulated him. He did not reply, only looked at him and nodded his head. He was never a talkative person, neither was he a fan of Lucian. He was way too hard on Lucifer.

When Arabelle found the two kids near the orphanage gate, she had a tint of emotion in her heart. She and Lucian have been trying for ten years to have a child, but because of her medical conditions, they could not. She had always loved children and wanted to have her own, it was a hard decision she made, she finally gave adoption a thought. She took the kids home and it had been five years since they were with Arabelle and Lucian. She intended to have children, she knew that Lucian would love them too but his main motive was to have an heir of his own, someone who was like him, someone who could be like him. He wanted Lucifer to be just like him.

However, after reaching their home Lucian told Lucifer to not be late for lunch. He took a shower and wore the clothes that Lucian wanted him to wear. It was indeed bizarre. Lucian was in control of everything, even the fashion of clothes Lucifer would wear was chosen by Lucian. He hated it but never protested.

"Lucifer! Lucifer!" His six-year-old brother ran inside the room and hugged his waist. Lucifer smiled at his younger brother and ruffled his hair.

"How are you, Zer?" He questioned. He had been so busy with his studies and karate practice, he had no time for his brother.

The six-year-old pulled on the white little stick, tugged out the candy from his mouth to respond to his brother. "I am good Lucifer, but I missed you so much." His tiny hands were wrapped around Lucifer's torso as he hugged his older brother.

"I promise to be with you more, Zer. Don't be sad about it." He softly said to his brother. However, the two of them went downstairs for lunch, he was only five minutes late to the lunch table. He helped his younger brother sit on his and pulled on the chair for himself.

"Aren't you a little late for lunch, son?" Lucifer's body froze on the spot, he suspected something like that would happen. He nodded his head and said yes.

"Don't you know I don't like people who are late?" He once again nodded his hand at his foster father's words. He said nothing. Meanwhile, Arabelle entered the dining room with their food. She insisted that she would prepare the meal for the kids. They both loved her cooking. She placed their meal on the table and was serving them both.

She prepared her special steak, mashed potatoes, and steamed mushrooms, Zer liked it with extra gravy, so she always prepared tons of gravy for him and steamed carrots for Lucifer, this was not his choice rather the choice of his foster father.

"Don't need to serve the steak to him." Lucian stopped his wife when she was putting the steak on Lucifer's plate. His throat began to feel dry and the same fear rushed into his body.

He was going to do that again. Starve him.

"What do you mean, honey? Kid's hungry, he had a long day today." Arabelle protested.

"Don't question me, Arabelle. Do what I said." His cold hard tone sent shivers down their spine. No one had the nerve to argue with Lucian Knight.

Arabelle put down the dish plate back on the table and picked up the plate of the vegetables and salad that her husband used to eat every day. She served her foster son the same food she had to serve to her husband for years. After she was done she quietly sat on her chair with hundreds of rocks in her heart. She was holding back a lot. There were lots of times she wanted to go against her husband, but something in her stopped her always.

Lucifer on the other hand was holding a knife and fork in his hands and pricked his carrots before putting them in his mouth, chewing on them. The sound of his chewing was like poison in his ears. He was just a young kid after all. Lucifer's grasp on the fork was getting tighter, he felt many emotions he could not comprehend. But, he knew the emotion was he felt more was anger, which was the starting of the main disaster.