Chapter Seven

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The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't wanna fall in love

Chapter Seven – Unanswered Answers

Lucifer's POV

I sit on the white plush couch, my spine stretched as I lean into the soft cushions. My ankle rests lazily on my knee, my hand grasping the plate in my lap as I eat the food the I had ordered, perse minutes prior. I had finished the food the mundane would call Pizza a minute ago, my focus entirely on the beautiful woman sitting a few metres in front of me. She nibbled away on her last slice gracefully, her hair in a wound-up bun that sat at the top of her head, her eyes half closed as she stared at the ground as if it was interesting.

We should be interesting.

My inner beast breaths heavily, as if he was right next to me. I swallow the lump in my throat and calm my raging nerves that threaten me to shift in rage. A rage that my little soul would not admire, a rage that she most definitely caused although I could never blame that on her. It was my fault I had kept her at bay, for years I had been keeping her away from this world, my world. She was too innocent for me and this life, but I was a selfish monster who not only wanted her by my side, needed her by my side. She was mine and solely mine.

She was made for me by the God-Father. The one he had promised me millions of years ago, the thing I had only desired in my conquer and rule, apart from my conquer and rule. She was a gift from the Heavens above, a gift of pure innocence and beauty that had me hard just thinking about what lie beneath her sweats and t-shirt. She was the most beautiful creature to walk the Earth, hell, even the Heavens and Hell combined.

I had indulged in many women before, one every hundred years or so but I would eradicate them instantly, finding them clingy and self-obsessive, someone that my mate should never have to meet. I made sure of that. It was simple, when I was on the verge of a ground-shaking shift, I would indulge, find the release and then kill her. They did not deserve to live after that, heck I did not deserve to live for doing that to my beautiful mate. If I could go back, I would have waited the eons it took for her to arrive, I would have waited for her beautiful curves and innocent flush. I would have lived to hear her scream my name, have lived to feel her lips roam my body as we spent countless hours in between the soft silks within my bed. I regret doing something, for the first time in my eons of adulthood. I would kill myself so I could relive those eons without her, changing my past actions. Yet death was impossible for me.

A concept that I controlled.

The second thing I noticed about her, was her thoughts. I could read a being's mind, regardless of their defences to protect their puny minds from me. A gift of sorts that had seemed very useful over the eons.

Her thoughts irritated me; I knew she wanted to escape in five days.

I would not allow her to, instead I will make her fall for me. Make my mate find me irresistible before telling her the rest of the story in five days. I will tie her to the bed if necessary. Not that it should result to such a barbaric way. My little cloud couldn't escape this place even if she desired.

There was no way out of hell, without the entity going through me. Not quite literally of course, but the only way out of this place was with my permission, therefore making it impossible for her to escape. This castle was protected by wards and barriers, not allowing any unpermitted demon to enter. This castle was my protected home, this part of the castle regardless, the other part being open once a day for judgement; a gruelling and horrible process that I despised. Hearing the stories of how some sick bastard had shot them, their pleas for vengeance and peace, I hated it all.

I hated the God-Father for sending me down here, banishing me for a crime I did not commit and quoting that I fell because no demon could rule hell. No demon my ass. The man before me did an amazing job at wreaking havoc upon the lands, he really did succeed in his skill of killing.

I commended him for it, before I rip through his throat.

A ghost of a smile graces my lips as my little cloud clears her throat and looks me in the eyes. Such a fiery little thing she is.

"Where am I?" She asks straight away. Very bold thing too apparently, I loved it. She was so sexy when she demanded things. I smirk at her question, finding it funny.

"In Neverland." I answer, the playboy smirk still on my face. Her eyebrows cross over in confusion before they furrow down in anger. I smile, so easily angered too, fiery little vixen she will be. "Ask stupid questions, get stupid answers." I reply to her emotion with a sweet smile.

"I do not find how that is stupid." I did. I already told her where we are. When I refuse to answer, finding it cute how she was angered so easily.

"Fine. What am I doing here then Lucifer?" The way she said my name sent my eyes snapping to hers, them being focused on the cut next to her temple. She said my name with so much distaste and venom that my heart hurt a little. My eyes softened almost instantly, not wanting her to hate me more. I felt the attraction she had towards me, yet I could understand her dislike and hesitation towards me.

"I cannot tell you for another five days. If I could I would little cloud, trust me. It is law, I cannot break such thing." She glowers at me, her eyes holding confusion as well as annoyance. It was law, you must give the mate of any supernatural seven days after taking them to adjust, without telling them about the attachment they have to you, after seven days, them being able to reject you. The thought of my mate doing that sent my beast into a rage, yet it somehow didn't occur here. I was guessing that reason was because she was around.  She huffs before speaking once more;

"Why are you continuously lying about being in Hell? How did you fake all this?" She asks, eyes wondering around the room before landing on the windows which show the gardens which I designed for her upon her arrival. I laugh at her question, the laugh sounding huskier than it usually would, however the laugh being a rare occurrence.

"You think all of this is fake little love? Oh, trust me, I did not make this place either, it is all very real. Sorry to surprise you my cloud, but this fantasy, as you call it, is very much a reality and the sooner you come to terms with the whole idea of the dead, the better." My voice was colder at the end, a harsher tone for her to understand the severity of the situation. However, if anything it made her more frightened of me. I sigh, pushing my hand into my hair and pinching the bridge of my nose as I lean back into my seat further. She does not speak for some time; her mind was what I am guessing a haze. She was in apparent shock, fear also coursing through her veins as she realises this place is unescapable, unless you were the King himself.

"Why send me those creepy texts then?" Her voice was cold and hostile, similar to my own earlier, yet held some wonder in it. I smile to myself, thinking about why indeed I did text her.

"I do not know why, but I found it quite amusing." I hum out in short, not having an exact answer.

"You found that amusing? What the fuck is wrong with you?" She jumps from the couch she was occupying and stands defensively, her legs, so luscious and long, parted in a defence position. I couldn't wait to fuck her sensuously for hours, hear her scream in pleasure as I made her come again, again and again. Except we needed to fix her language first. I remain seated, my eyes burning into her furiously lit ones. Her eyes were the most beautiful colour I had ever seen, a bright sapphire blue with emerald hints that looked as though they were burning withheld emotion.

"Little cloud, do not fret. I would never harm you." I state from my seated position, worry evident in my expression as she rages.

"Hurt me? Hurt me?" She repeats, laughing as if it was a joke to her. "You call this 'not hurting me'?" She points to her back as well as her wrists, which I had not noticed were a pretty shade of blue. I suck in a breath at the wrists, knowing I had done that after that demon had tried to rape her. The back however, was not my fault. I growl and stand.

"I did not intentionally hurt you, did I? If anything, I saved you from that demon of a man." I grow angry, yet keep my voice under control.

"Save me? I was not saved; I could have saved myself thank you very much. I do not need some sick fucker who thinks they can control me and thinks of me as a damsel that needs saving." She pauses, her teeth grinding together in frustration. Under other circumstances, I would call her hot as hell right now. Pun intended.

"I am no damsel; I do not need saving. In fact, this is the opposite of saving. You have kidnapped me, taken me to a place I don't fucking understand or know, and expect me to walk into you with open arms? That is going to be a no Lucifer. Whatever you have done to me, needs to be reversed so I can return home." Her words infuriated me beyond words.

This was her home, except the rational decision-making part of me knew she was scared beyond belief, she did not and will not consider this place home unless I made her think of this as her home. I wanted to rage at her, scream at her for saying she wanted to leave, she doesn't want to be here. She doesn't want the bond between us, doesn't want to accept me either. I felt so rejected, the emotion clear on my face.

I did not say anything for a while, did not object as I looked at her intently, watching as her eyes roamed my face. Emotions of regret and remorse are evident in her eyes, yet anger and confusion still there in those beautiful orbs. I watched as she huffed and sat back down. Fear was in her expression; she was scared for many things I could imagine. I closed my eyes and sat back down, connecting our minds through the spoken bond which allowed me to peak into her mind.

I know it was an invasion of privacy but I needed to know what she was scared of. I needed to protect her the best I could, with her allowance and love or without. Her thoughts were wild to say the least, snippets of her best friend Angelina, who was a demon in charge of protecting her Queen, running through her mind. Her thoughts wondered to me, in my room, or hers as she believes. She rethinks over her saying my name, our bond snapping into place as she uttered my name. I smile at the memory, a painful yet pleasant experience. When I stumble upon what she was scared of I jumped physically, shocked, which is not a common occurrence on my part. It took every particle in my bond, not to snap at her, although I would never physically or emotionally hurt her.

I sigh, calming myself before speaking once more.

"You have no fear towards me, I will never harm you. I swear upon my life little cloud. No harm shall come to you when I am around." I hear her heart flutter, physically, at my words and I smile, knowing I am not the only one feeling these feelings.

"I am sorry for the outburst." She whispers after some time, the whisper a breath on the wind, barely auditable. A ghost of a smile graces my face at her words. "But I need to check on my friends, and I need to get my assignments handed in." She whispers afterwards, even quitter as if she was worried to ask, afraid I would hurt her. I wanted to growl at her request, but I knew I couldn't. She was mundane, human. She does not understand the bond between us nor the attachments males tend to grow towards their feminine counterparts.

An idea comes into my head and I smile, knowing it will be irresistible to her. I plaster a smirk on my lips, knowing the next few words will drive her mad. I also knew she was wanting answers yet this session was cut short.

Oh well, shell just have to spend more time with us.

"I have a deal." I state, looking her dead in the eyes. Her eyes flicker with emotion as her head shoots up, her eyes meeting mine. I give her a soft smile, the tension emitting from her body. She swallows, her reply seemingly stuck in her throat.

"Okay, let's hear it." Her voice was soft and I almost got distracted by its angelic texture. I sigh and lean back in my seat, my head swimming with thoughts. Ninety-nine percent of those thoughts of my little mate. Her voice was so soft and textured, her skin seemingly smooth and blemish free apart from a few freckles that dotted her bare arms. I had set it as twenty-two degrees, the air circulating this part of the palace being monitored for any air-based bacteria considered dangerous to the mundane.

"I will provide your freedom, one day, ranging from eight in the morning to eight at night every seven, if you spend a full twenty-four hours with me." I hum, smirking as I know she wanted those twelve extremely badly. "Oh, and you will be escorted by me at all times whilst you are out of this realm." I add, making her eyebrows shoot up into a look of surprise.

"That does not sound fair does it?" She says to me with a straight face. I crease my forehead in return, finding it strange with her mood changes.

Michael had warned me except, this was not what I expected.

Such a feisty yet timid thing she was.

Perfect.

I smile as I ponder my thoughts, thinking to reply only when a few not-so-awkward moments had passed.

"Well, it is the only deal you'll be getting until further notice." My voice was colder than I intended and I mentally cringed when she flinched. She had gone through something, something I could not detect which was strange. I hated not being able to console and touch my mate, to make her feel better. I continue to admire her beauty instead, it taking away the pain of not being able to touch her.

Her beauty was exquisite, like a rose surrounded by miles of thorns. Such a rare find these days, especially within the human world. I couldn't wait till I could taste the beauty of her, feel her on my lips as she danced an erotic dance inside my mind whilst I worked.

"Okay Lucifer. Deal." I smiled at her compliance and slipped inside her head. She was thinking about running away, yet something inside was stopping her. The Mate Bond works wonders, really. She was considering running on the day of our excursion, which was in five days and I knew she was going to go through with the plan unless I did something. Nothing dramatic, just romantic and passionate. Something my little love will appreciate.

"Good decision venito." And the little nymph she was. She glares at me but stays silent nonetheless. Such a feisty thing she can be, good for me perhaps as well.

In fact, I was keeping her calm at the moment. I was sending energy over our bond, keeping her emotions in check and calm as she is open to a new space, being not-so-forcefully taken not-against her will, to a new place which she did not know. I was always metaphorically watching in on her, making sure she wasn't harmed and was not in pain. I made sure she was not in panic every so often as the realisation of this whole situation was real. It would be soon, I knew that. I knew she would explode in emotion after she realises this place is inescapable. I felt sorry for my little nymph; she should not have to go through this struggle.

If only her parents would have kept their promise.

"I have another question." I glance up to meet her awaiting eyes and I smile softly. Her eyes are devoid of emotion which was strange.

"Go ahead little one."

"Why all the names then? Why am I your little love or nymph and cloud. It is stupid." She huffs, crossed her arms over her chest exposing some more of her breasts to my view. My eyes roam over her chest absentmindedly, finding her quite appealing and ravishing worthy.

I loved her body already, nothing about her not seeming appetising.

At the clearing of her throat, I look back up to her. I smirk in her direction before answering.

"You are special little love; therefore, you deserve the special names. Is that not what humans do?" I ask back, her smile subconsciously rising on her lips at the confession.

"Well yes but- "I cut her off and continue.

"Therefore, you deserve the special names, end of discussion little cloud. Did you never know what your name meant?" I ask, actually questioning whether her parents told her anything.

"No, I thought it was Latin but I never found the meaning." She mumbles quietly, her hands coming to play with the white shirt. I smile softly and answer for her.

"It means Cloud Nymph in Latin." She looks up at me expectantly and I smile. Her eyebrows crease once more and I chuckle. She lets out a mumble even inaudible to my ears.

"I thought Latin was a dead language?" Smart one she is.

"It is not around her Nephele." I reply before standing up, picking the two plates up in one hand and the glasses in another and walking over to the sink. I could have made them disappear if I desired yet I thought my little love would need some normalcy around this place. I need to make her love me within five days, or at least want to stay here. How to do that, I did not know.

I smile back in her direction as she remains seated, look up at me with expectant eyes as if asking me to solve all her problems.

I smile even wider mentally, knowing one day I will.

What did you think of this Chapter?

Haha funny story, lol. I was broken up over text and it is the best thing that has happened in my life. Live your life sisters, you need no man to hold you down and be an egotistical bastard who doesn't give a fuck about your feelings.

Find someone who lifts you up and loves you regardless of your flaws.

Story time over -

Slow character development I know, sue me lol. My intentions for this chapter was to help give some answers to those pescky questions hehe. Lets hope that worked out xo.

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