Chapter 4

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Rylee's POV-

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Rylee's POV-

I stiffened. 

It couldn't be...

I heard footsteps come closer to me but I didn't dare look up. 

I felt a hot breath fanning over my neck. I slowly mustered some courage and looked at him from the mirror, not directly. 

He was staring right at me with a dangerous look in his dark grey eyes. 

He looked more bulkier with a small stubble growing on his chin. He looked way scarier than before.

Lucifer.

"Oh Rylee, how I missed you," He murmured. 

Lucifer wrapped his strong arms around my waist and pulled me to him, my back facing his front. 

I tried struggling against it but his grip was like iron. 

His soft hand moved my hair from my shoulder. He leaned it towards my neck and gave it a hot, wet kiss. 

"Lucifer," I whispered in disbelief, "what are you doing here?"

He looked at me through the mirror and gave me a smile.

"I told you, love. I would find you and take you back." 

"Lucifer, I don't wanna go back with you, please, try and understand," I tried pleading. 

He shook his head. "I really don't care. You're coming back with me. That's final." 

He leaned down a bit, nipping on my ear. 

I bit my lip, preventing any sounds to come out. 

I snapped out of my trance and pushed him back. 

He looked surprised for a second but soon covered it up. 

Within a flash, I was pinned against the bathroom door, my hands held down by the sides of my head with his large ones. 

He had a dark look swirling within his grey orbs. 

"Lucif-" He cut me off by placing his lips on mine. 

The kiss was soft and gentle, unlike how he was behaving before. His lips felt like feather against mine. 

He held both my hands above my head with one of his, while his other hand travelled down to my waist, pinching it lightly. 

I gasped and he used this to slip his tongue in. I tried pushing him off but his grip just tightened. After what seemed like an hour, he stopped, making me gasp for breath. My lips were swollen and red. 

Before I could say anything, he attacked my neck, kissing and sucking it harshly. 

"Lucifer, stop," I whispered in protest, trying to push him off.

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