Lucifers Lost Angel

Chapter Eleven | Dirty Minds From The Innocence

Waking up early was not part of the schedule, I am a lazy person so I did not expect to be grump this morning. But this is the morning I am going to help Lucifer. But to help I need to find out more about him. Slipping on my clean black dress, I tried my hair up in a pony tail revealing my shoulder and neck. I slid out of the bedroom, after doing a morning routine. My eyes leaked out of the door, checking if anyone was there.

 Smiling to myself, I snuck out of the bedroom. Closing the door behind me, so it would seem as if I was sleeping. I walked down the hallway, quietly. The moment I reached the stairs, I figured out what I do not know where his bedroom is. But I will at the end of the day, let us leave the investigation for another hour.

I rolled my eyes clearly annoyed by this as I stepped of the steps of the stairs. I decided to help out the kitchen, I needed something to keep me busy. That is until I pass by an open door, I look around before pushing it wider. A library. I smiled to myself as I shut the door behind me.

The old library has a few tall walls of ancient volumes, though mostly they are now a sort of decoration to set the scene.  It was brown wood, brown beautiful wood that held the books that seemed very old. As if they were originals. I gasped as I rushed to the romance side. Looking for my favourite book, the Fallen. That is when I see it being two shelves too high for me. I groan but look around the library for some sort of step or ladder.

When I noticed one, I rushed towards it, making sure it was not so heavy for me to carry. I stroll it, using all my strength as I set it onto the shelves. One foot at a time, one foot at a time. I screamed with joy when my fingers grazed the book. An original copy.

I slid it out of the shelve and held it tight to my chest as I climbed back down the ladder, the moment I reached the floor I ran to the nearest chair, I switched the lamp on and cosied myself up, opening the book to the chapter I left of at home.

His hands grasped Lara's hair, not roughly but gently. His fingers slide itself down her lips as he leaves soft kisses onto the skin of her neck. The small moans that left her lips were unbearable to keep quiet. He could not help the chuckle that left his mouth, instead he covered hers with the palm of his hands. He could not let anyone find out what he was doing to her.

His fingers graze down her bare stomach, circling her pink n*****s his fingers graze down her stomach reaching her soaking, wet p***y. "Do you like that Lara?"

"Yes...Oh god yes."

The book was ripped out of my hands, I gasped as I shot out of the seat only to notice lucifer holding it high. "Lucifer, give me the book." He could not know what I was reading. Lucifer's smirks at me as he holds onto my head with one hand pushing me away from him. He brings the book to his gaze and when he does. His face falls from mischief to shock.

"Circling her pink n*****s, his fingers graze down her stomach reaching-"

"Lucifer! Enough." I interrupted him, my face blushing pink. Lucifer lets go of my head as I grab the book form his grasp. He took a step forward as I did backwards until my back hits the shelves full with books. I gasp in as Lucifer moves closer.

"Dirty minds from the innocence, surprising. Tell me Artemis, did you like what he was doing to Lara?" He whispers seductively, his fingers grazing my jaw line before reaching my chin. I could not stop my beating heart from exploding, I was blushing pink right now and I could not do anything to stop it. This man has a way with his words.

"Did you like the way his hands grasped her hair...like this?" His hands wrap itself around the locks of my hair, pushing my head towards his. "Did you like the way he..." Without a second thought, his fingers find its way to me to my lips as it strokes down. My chest was pounding, his head was nearing. His head was nearing to my neck.

"Lucifer..." I whispered. His lips graze onto the skin of my neck. I gasp as the contact rushes through my mind. I feel him smile against my skin, before pulling away. One glance of those green eyes told of a lifetime of struggle that had never been put into words. I had not noticed my hands were tightly wrapped around the book before the door burst open and our head snap to the one and only Maria.

"f**k each other later, Lucifer we have a message from heaven." Lucifer removes himself form me, his face switches into game mode as he walks away from me. The door shut, and as it did I bit roughly onto my lips. Processing what had just happened. I was kissed. On the neck. By the man himself. The man I was told to stay away from.

Lucifer.

This was not part of the plan; it really was not. I was meant to help him gain feelings such as happiness. Not me gaining feeling after one stupid kiss. On the neck. I could not have feeling for a man I just met. No. Lucifer was- Maybe I am just hungry. I think suppressing my needs of hunger will remove all these stupid thoughts. I climbed up the ladder, shoving the book back to where it was. The moment I took one step down I felt pain all over my body, without a second to grasp I fell of the ladder hitting my back against the wooden floors.

Pain overrides my back, I tried sitting up but struggled to do so. What in the hell? I stood up, I stood up and rushed to my room for a mirror. The moment I did I slapped the door closed and stripped of my clothes. The mirror was standing in front of me. I closed my eyes, feeling my wings come out. The moment I open them. Distraught. Fear. Sadness.

My wings, the white feathers were slowly being burnt off. I have only been here one week, yet half my wing is gone. How am I meant to survive? Next up...I would be one of the fallen. Nobody can know about this. Absolutely no one. I immediately closed my wings. Hiding them away as I slipped my clothes back on.

I felt a small tear prick my eyes, it pricked and slid down my cheeks as I remembered the words my grandmother gave me. I promise her to help Lucifer, I promised lucifer to help him and yet here I was wanting to break it. I gave a man my word and I will keep it. Even if that means I would have something I wanted for so long gone. My wings would be no more. My only thing that defines me as an Angel would be gone. I could not betray my promise, no matter how much I should to protect myself. I am going to help Lucifer.

I am going to do what I came here to do. I looked down at the necklace my grandmother has given me, closing my eyes as if I was speaking to her. It was as if she knew I was going to struggle, she knew I was going to need help so she lent me this necklace. The necklace from a dear friend of hers, what ever happens. I cannot what so ever lose this necklace.

 I then walked towards the door. Pulling it open, just when I see Lucifer leaving the library once again and up to the stairs. My eyebrows raise, was eh going to his bedroom. Would it be a good idea to follow him? I need to do this, I need to find out more about him.

It would not hurt him nor me. But it would invade his privacy.