Embrace Of The Lucifer novel Chapter 6

August.

The entire home was spotless, the floors were sparkling, every corner of the house had been washed, and the old sofa-covers had been replaced with brand-new ones with new cushions. After hours of cleaning and cooking, the servants were all exhausted.

Adrian wanted to be comforted about the cleanliness and decorations of the entire house after Martha reminded them that Lucifer’s birthday was only two days away and that there would be a large number of visitors Lucifer’s friends. The color scheme was gold and silver.

Earlier in the day, a few men came to the estate to measure the size of the golden-colored drapes that would be required to decorate the hall. August was never a lover of golden hues; she adored silver, but golden was simply a filthy form of muddy yellow to her. She like lighter hues. Her jaw dropped open as she noticed the glittering gold drapes falling down the creamy white walls. Her entire perspective was transformed in a matter of minutes. It was breathtakingly gorgeous, as if the house were made of gold with a sprinkling of silver glitter on top. It didn’t seem overly sparkly or too plain, but the appropriate amount of basic gold and silver complexion.

“Where’s your mind at?” Venessa asked breaking her thoughts. 

“Oh, nothing”, August whispered. They were in a room where Martha informed them to wait for her. Nobody knew why. 

“Why do you think Martha called us for?” August asked Venessa. She just shrugged her shoulders and responded. “I don’t really know.”

After a few minutes, they heard footsteps approaching the room. The door opened, and a man in his late forties entered, holding a large suitcase and accompanying Martha.

'What’s in that bag?' August thought that to herself.

“Sorry girls, you all have to wait here for a long time,” Martha said and smiled.

“You all must be thinking about what is in this bag. As you all know that master’s birthday is coming and that there will be a party. He wanted all of us to be well dressed and this bag has lots of beautiful dresses for you girls,” she said.

It was one of the benefits of having wealthy owners; the employees got to wear things they never imagined they’d get to wear, and if they were lucky, they got to eat meals they’d never eaten before. Some girls were speculating about how elegant the outfits would be, while others were relieved that they would be able to wear anything other than a body-fitting maid attire. August hoped for the same thing.

“Silence girls,” everyone obeyed. 

“Master doesn’t want any of the maids to look bad because people love to criticize the smallest defect in the party and will turn them into a vast problem. We must not forget that we’re working for one of the top billionaires of this country, so we have to look smart and behave smartly. And trust me when I say this, if you do anything wrong, master will not hesitate to punish you,” she warned the girls. August gulped in fright. 

'He would punish us? I don’t even want to imagine what punishment we might receive if we do anything wrong.'

“You remember what happened last time?” She questioned.

 'Last time? What happened last time?'

August had a clue but didn’t bother asking Martha about it at the moment because the last thing she wanted to do was humiliate herself in front of everyone. Martha proceeded to lay down the ground rules for everyone.

“Okay. So, girls, you can see your dresses now,” she stated that when she opened the bag. She took out all of the outfits. The maids were dressed in a royal blue formal blouse and a jet-black pencil skirt.

August was handed her dress, and her fingers caressed the fabrics, which were delicate and practically melted beneath her touch. She’d never worn something like it before. Previously, she wore modest sundresses or sweater and sweatpants at Miss Garcia’s residence.

The attraction of the garment captivated the girls. It was beautiful. Her smile faded as she saw herself in that stunning outfit. She didn’t have a physique that guys would like; she’d never worn a swimsuit before, and she’d never gone to the gym to achieve a good shape. To August, her body type was unimpressive.

“Beautiful, isn’t it? ” Venessa asked her with a grin.

“Yes. It’s just so beautiful. But I wonder why would he choose such an expensive outfit for us? I mean we’re just maids,” August asked her. Vanessa chuckled and replied.

“It’s just the beginning, my dear August. You don’t know what else he could do to prove to everyone who he really is,” she frowned at Vanessa’s remark, what did she mean? She thought Lucifer must love showing off his money to the media. She had read magazines before about it. However, Martha commanded them to get back to work. 

Lucifer

“So that’s the theme, did you like it?” Adrian inquired. He appeared to be a shambles, as if he hadn’t had enough sleep in a few days. His hair was a tangled mess, and his shirt buttons dangled from his shirt. 'Did he get into a fight on the way to my office?'

He had been blabbering about the theme and the decorations for over an hour which irritated Lucifer.