Chapter 8 - The Beauty In Red?!

After dropping Lucifer near the hotel entrance, Adrian drove off with a bruised and bloody Andre at the backseat. "Need to visit the carwash tomorrow", thought Adrian out loud.

Lucifer stepped into the elevator and pressed the buttons on the elevator and 'ding' just as the elevator door was slowly closing a swaying figure in red came into his view.

Before Lucifer could react the door to the elevator was closed. He thought he was seeing things.

He, the great Lucifer, never wavered in his 27 year old life. Countless beauties from different countries were sent his way by his enemies to defeat him using a woman. To melt his iron heart into soft mush and crush him to death. He never yielded to any of their wishes and stood tall amidst all their treacherous ways, triumphantly.

He was still in a daze when the doors to the elevator opened and he walked out in a sluggish manner.

Lucifer had mastered all kinds of combat and martial techniques. He can use anything as a weapon, guns were his best friends, knives were something that he played with when he was young. Still he had some minor scratches on his body today.

Just as Lucifer was debating whether to take painkillers or his pills for insomnia, a sudden force rendered him shocked. Out of reflex he yanked both the hands that tried to grip him hard, he was stunned when he saw the culprit. The beauty in red?!

Sera was yanked hard and thrown mercilessly, when she had lost all hopes and was ready to fall for her death. A large hand grabbed her tightly making her eye lashes flutter and her sleep deprived eyes flew open for seconds before they closed again.

Lucifer was shocked, well... shocked is an understatement because he felt that his soul is being sucked out.

He was struck hard by the sudden appearance of the lady in red who had occupied his thoughts the whole day. He was well versed in combat but today he had lost concentration and suffered few minor scratches.

At the back of his mind a petite figure in red was blocking his thinking, making him lose control of the situation in hand.

Looking at the small figure lying in his arms he was dazed, when he snapped out he was at a loss.

Lucifer had no idea how to handle this situation. He never encountered anything like this before. He had indulged himself in women but that was a long time ago and he never personally cared for them.

Looking at the small face in front of his eyes he couldn't believe she was in his arms. He held her for a long time, gazing carefully trying to memorize her face and it's every detail.

Her dark eye lashes, beautiful brows, her small nose, flushed cheeks pink as strawberries, beautiful jaw line, ruby red lips small yet so full, her dark locks gently creating a curtain to frame her delicate face, her smooth jade like skin.

She was so beautiful just like snow, he was afraid that she'll melt in his arms.

After careful consideration Lucifer tried to move his hands and slightly shake her shoulders in hopes of waking her up.

She looked drunk, and Lucifer had no idea how to tend to her. He deliberated for a moment to call the reception and enquire about her information, or ask the receptionist to take her to her room. But he was hesitant to do anything like that. He didn't want her to be associated with him, the dangers lurking around him he didn't want her to be engulfed in the darkness.

And also he didn't want to part from her, strange as it sounds Lucifer was not willing to leave her alone.

Giving into his urges Lucifer brought her inside his room.

Carefully swooping her in his arms he carried her gently and slowly laid her onto the bed.

She looked so alluring in that red dress which was in stark contrast with the white sheets on the bed. He tried hard to control his hands which were itching to get close to her, caress her.

After fighting with himself for what seemed like eternity to him but actually were mere 5 minutes, Lucifer stretched his hand slowly frightened to wake the sleeping beauty on his bed, he brought his fingers near her face and gently removed the unruly hair stuck to her face on the sides.

Lucifer was amazed at his own actions and stared at his fingers, the skin that came in contact with hers was burning.

He felt butterflies in his stomach, his body was in a turmoil. He was new to these feelings, these actions and reactions that were happening to him without his control.

Frightened by his own actions Lucifer hurriedly left the room and slammed the door behind him. After calming down his heart and erratic breathing he slowly pulled himself up, went inside the room had a shower and went out to the balcony.

Lucifer was looking at the sky, gazing at the moon shining through the clouds.

Such a beautiful sight, but his eyes travelled back to the moon shining brightly his own room.