I hate you

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I had fallen asleep as soon as he had gone. The comforter of his king-size bed is so soft that I had not given it a second thought before laying down. I woke up when my hunger was unbearable. But I didn't dare to leave the room. God knows what next I'll be faced with. The door of the room opened and Lucifer came in. His room is so large, yet still, he closed the distance between us in mere steps. I glared at him waiting for him to speak. "You are making a face like you hadn't known what I'm capable of doing," He said, with an unusual softness In his voice "Yeah, I just found out you are capable of killing someone without a second thought!! So what? Now I should do everything you said or you will kill me too!!" I yelled at him. He just sat down on the bed, pulling me on his lap, shocking me again. As much as I want to maintain my distance from him. I just can't resist his touch. As soon as his hands were on me, all my stress vanished out of thin air. He caressed my face as he looked into my eyes "I will never hurt you" he said. My anger wavered a bit at his words, "Oh yeah? But so sorry Sherlocks, I still hate you" I said in sarcasm. He just smirked at me "We will see!" He said. Before I can argue further, he picked me up again, "What are you doing??" I asked as he took us out of the room. "Taking you to the dining room, You need to eat or you'll get weak" he explained but didn't stop walking. "For once I can walk on my own and second I can't eat anything, I'm weak to smells!" I said He just shakes his head and continues walking until we were in the dining room. well! room is a weak word in front of this, it's nothing like a room and more like an endless hall. He put me down before taking out a seat for me. I want to protest but sat down anyway. The workers started to place dishes on the dining table just as Lucifer sat beside me at the head of the table. "Lucifer, I'll start puking again, I told you I'm weak to smells" I complained. "Just open the dishes, Kandace" he demanded. I huffed. Fine then, if he wants me to puke over him, so be it. I hold my breath as I opened one of the dishes. It looks like a soup of some sort. I served myself still holding my breath. After I had done serving myself. I begin to release my breath. Here we go. I breathe in the aroma of the soup. My eyes widened when I smelled nothing odd. My gaze fell on Lucifer, who is smiling at my reaction "How's this possible???" I asked him. "Aren't you hungry?" He asked instead. Yeah! I'm so fu*king hungry that I said nothing anymore and dig in my food. *** After eating like a rebellious woman. I was finally full inside. For two weeks I just had been eating vegetables. So the food here has already melted my heart. "I want to kiss that cook who made all of this," I said as I stretched in front of Lucifer. Lucifer looked like he is hiding a smile. For a person who kills mercilessly and is a Mafia of Irish. It's very unexpected. But it looks good when he smiles like that. Zach, who was coming inside, overheard my words and said "Then you should kiss him now" indicating Lucifer who is barely holding back his grin now. Confused, I asked, " Why will I kiss him?" "Well, you said yourself that you want to kiss the cook!" Zach said his eyes filled with mischief. Realization downed me as I understood what he was trying to say. "Lucifer cooked all of this?" I asked meeting my gaze to the said cook. Zach just shrugged before walking out of the hall. Lucifer coughed to hide his laugh before casually saying "So my kiss?" My jaw dropped to the floor. "I'm not kissing you!" "Well you said yourself, Kendace, Now be a man of your words," He said his eyes amused. I folded my hands in front of me "You see, I'm not a man" I said. Lucifer's smile widen as he pulled me on his lap" then be a woman of your words," he said sexily. He palmed my neck with one hand and rubbed my lips with his thumb. The sensation of his touch reached my core. I was losing myself in his touch. Our lips were a breath apart. Almost grazing each other. I bit my lowered lips. Already wanting more. I remember how good and painless it had felt that night with him. I want to feel that all again. His touch was all over me. His kisses. The pure sensation that I had felt when he had finally taken my virginity. I want to know if it will feel as good as it felt that time. His lips were still hanging back from mine as if asking my permission. Not finding the will to resist anymore, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked his lips to mine. As soon as my lips touched his. He took control. Taking me in a hard yet gentle kiss. This kiss was more intense than any kiss we had. Butterflies danced in the pit of my stomach. I just sat there on his lap caged between his chest and the dining table as I matched his pace in our kiss. But the time we stopped kissing. We both were gasping for air. He has a small smile attached to his face that makes him look hot. He was preparing for another kiss when suddenly Kevin came barging in. "Lucifer, Tamara is coming!" He said hurriedly. The playful look on Lucifer's face was gone. Replaced by a hard look. "Kenny, go to our room, don't come downstairs until I say so," He said in a firm voice. I stood up from his lap. Doing as he said so. But a thought invaded my mind. "But Kevin, Morgan?" I asked. Kevin looked at Lucifer and then at me "Morgan is fine, she'll be moving in with us tomorrow" He said. The news made me so happy that I forgot about everything as I walked upstairs inside Lucifer's room.
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