Run with the Devil

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A woman in a white diamond encrusted gown walked unsteadily down a black carpeted hallway. Her periwinkle eyes were glazed. She acted like she was drunk. Sweat dripped from her.

It was her birthday party. She had just become old enough to gain access to her inheritance from her parents. yet her boyfriend had drugged her at the party, for her cousin.

Cynthia was set to inherit her father’s company, yet Ravenna was just the sister to the CEO of Michaelson real estate, Nicklaus Michaelson.

Cynthia was the one to give Ravenna the drink that made her like this.

“So hot… what…”

Her voice was soft and seductive.

A door opened and she was tugged into a room. The woman gasped in relief as the cool hands ran up her bare arms to cup her face.

“Are you alright? Why are you up here?”

The man’s voice was as deep and cool as the sea. The woman could no longer hold herself back. She kissed him. His lips were soft and inviting. He took over, kissing her back deeply. Delving deep into her mouth to explore her depths with his tongue. When she pulled away to breathe he bit her neck.

“Help me, I’m so hot….”

“I’ve got you baby. Just relax, I’ll make it all better.”

He lifted the sweet little morsel into his strong arms and took her straight to his bed. The man was a master, he played her body like a musician played an instrument. His touch was gentle but firm as his tongue delved deep into her to taste every drop of honey that spilled from her body. His fingers dove deep into both of her holes, but never once did he go the whole way. He steered clear of truly taking her and just made sure he didn’t hurt her as he slowly started to enter her tight ass. The feel of her tight ring of muscles giving way for him was beyond what he expected. He held her still as he filled her ass so full with his ‘dragon’ that it bordered on pain the tiny fairy was made for sin, she writhed in pleasure and screamed her release. Soon, he followed her into that sweet ecstasy as he brought her slowly back from whatever drug some d**k had given her.

Ravenna woke slowly, she was far too relaxed for the strange room.

She was sore, but not from her important place. She felt a new level of soreness that borderline hurt. It felt like she was split in half by someone. The pain was deep and meticulous. “Good, your awake. Now please explain to me how you made it up to the private floor of my nightclub.”

The voice was a deep male baritone that made her want to smile in relaxed memory. She couldn’t see who it was. He hid himself in a shadowed corner of the room.

“I, I don’t know. I was running from some men and then I woke up here.” Ravenna felt lost and searched the shadows for the man. Hoping he could give her direction.

“Breathe Sweetheart. You’re safe. I didn’t hurt you. I only helped. Someone drugged you. I merely guided you through it.” The man stepped forward and the sunlight spilled onto his face. His was gorgeous, in a rough kind of way. His hair was pitch black and shaved at the sides. The top was tied back to keep his hair out of his face. That same rugged face was scarred. Three angry claw marks raked down the right side of his face. His eyes were a brilliant silver. “Horrible, aren’t they?”

“No, they’re not horrible. You’re gorgeous. In a rugged and savage way.” He smiled slowly. “What’s your name, my Queen?”

“Ravenna, my friends call me Ray.”

The sexy man smiled then bowed. “I am Lucifer Morningstar, and you are currently in my penthouse suite at my hotel, The Seven Circles.” He was beyond kind. Ravenna nodded. “Why am I up here? I was on the second floor with my cousin. Now, I’m up here.”

Lucifer moved closer to her and put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“Breathe, my little princess. You are safe. No one will dare hurt you again.” Ravenna tried to calm down but panic was setting in. Lucifer was gentle as he pulled her into his embrace. “It’s going to alright, little one. I am right here.” His words were soothing and his hands ran gently up and down her arms.

A knock on the door. Took him away from her for a few minutes.

His tone was no longer gentle with who ever came in the room.

“This had better be important Wynters.”

“My cousin said this was the last place my sister was last night. I’m hoping you will allow me to review the footage for the second floor. They were holding a party for her and her boyfriend. Both of them are missing.” Lucifer chuckled darkly. “I can do one better. Come here my Queen.” Raven was dressed now, Lucifer was beyond gentlemanly. Not one mark was visible when she put on her clothes. She came into the office and stood close to the wall.

Lucifer was in front of her. His body protective. Nicklaus stared in shock at his sister. “Where have you been? Why didn’t you come home with Cynthia? Where is Thomas?” Nicklaus was becoming agitated and took a step towards her. Ravenna squeaked and jerked back, now plastered against the wall. Lucifer moved, his large hands on her shoulders trying to calm her. “Breathe My Queen, your safe no one will hurt you, I’m right here.” Nicklaus looked dumbstruck. “What the hell happened to my sister?” He shouted at Lucifer. Ravenna buried her head into his solid chest, leaning into his strength. “She wandered up onto this floor in a drug induced fog. I had a doctor come to her and removed the drug from her system. She told me that she ran away from her party because she was drugged by this Cynthia and Thomas. Telling her she would be entertaining their friends. She woke up a few minutes ago. I will be investigating her story and a proper punishment will be given to the culprit.”

Nicklaus looked furious. “Who are you to my sister? She never gets close to anyone, not even me. Yet she clings to you like tenacious ivy to a brick wall!” Lucifer smirked, liking the analogy. “I believe she feels safe in my presence. Considering I saved her from a horrific fate and you from the coming reticule. She trusts me not to hurt her.” The entire time Lucifer was speaking calmly to Nicklaus, he was gently holding Ravenna to his warmth. Letting her lean on his strength. It felt good to be her brick wall. She can be his climbing roses. A man knocked then entered the penthouse. “Master, we have a swarm of reporters searching the second floor. What are your orders?”

“Ah good, come here Reaper. My Queen, this is Reaper. He will be your new bodyguard/driver. He will be with you if I am not. You will never be allowed to go anywhere alone. Is that understood?” Ravenna nodded her head. Then spoke. “I understand, Mr. Morningstar.”

Lucifer chuckled and hugged her tightly for a second. “Call me Lucifer, My Queen. Or even your King will do.”

He heard Nicklaus grumble behind him. “My sister will be safer at our home.” Lucifer raised a sharp brow. “She was with her ‘family’ last night. Now look where she is. No, My Queen stays here, under My protection. I won’t take no for an answer, you know I am capable of destroying your family, Wynters.”

Nicklaus knew he would loose hands down in a battle with this man. He ruled the Underworld. Every Mafia family alive bowed to him. The Yakuza and the Triads were terrified of him. He is the very devil he was named for.

“Can you guarantee her safety?”

Lucifer grinned the scars twisted his smile, making him look as terrifying as he was. “The only person on this earth that is safe from me, is Ravenna.”

Lucifer turned to Reaper. "Get a photo of your Queen and post it under my account. Let them know that their King has found a Queen and she is top priority. Her words are mine. Her actions are mine. One scratch, and I burn it all down.” Reaper bowed then asked Ravenna to pose for a photo. She smiled softly and leaned back against Lucifer’s chest. Putting her trust in him. Then Reaper left to complete his task.

“Nicklaus, handle the reporters. Before they tear apart my hotel. Tell them that your sister is visiting her actual boyfriend and when we are ready, we will hold a press conference to announce her engagement to me.”