Back For Her

Chapter 5

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Lucifer's POV-

Finally, after 2 damn years, I have my queen back in my arms. 

I looked at her sleeping figure. 

She was blessed with the most divine beauty, but I didn't love her because of that. I loved her because of her personality. She was a very bold, yet kind person. She loved annoying me all the time which I found cute. 

She was the only person who could actually understand me. Who actually understood me. 

Who loved me.

I had no intentions of letting her go again.

I didn't want her to submit to me or fear me.

I just wanted her to love me. 

I know she still does, but me being the mafia leader stops her. I am the don and she is my queen, which makes her the donna.

My mafia already knows about her and are excited to have her as the queen. She would obviously protest at first, but I'm ready to handle every tantrum or fight she throws my way.

I admired my marks on her neck. Everyone would know that she is mine, and mine only. Just the thought of her being with another man boiled my blood. When I found that she was living with a guy, Kyle, I was infuriated. When I got to know he was gay and had a boyfriend, it calmed be a bit, although I didn't like the idea of her living with another guy apart from me. When Kyle and his boyfriend, Logan, went to Madrid, I decided to take her then. 

She looked extremely breathtaking in her pajamas. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss her and mark her, so I did. 

My phone rang. It was my second-in-command, Andrew. I picked it up. 

"Hello?" I whispered, not wanting to wake her up. 

"Did you find Rylee?" 

"Yes, of course I did. We are in the jet. We'll land in an hour." 

"Great. Rick and Ford are dying to meet the Donna."

I chuckled after hearing that. 

"Hey, I wanna talk too!" I heard Ford yell in the background and a shuffle of footsteps.

"Hey Luc! Is Ryl with you?" Ford asked.

"Where else would she be? Tell the men that the King is coming, and is bringing their Queen with him," I ordered and hung up. 

I heard a soft groan. I looked down and saw Rylee waking up. She yawned and looked around. Realization hit her like a truck and she tried to get off my lap, but I pulled her back. 

"Nu-uh. Not so fast, Ryl." 

She huffed in annoyance and tugged on her cuffs hardly. 

"You'll hurt yourself," I warned.

She glared at me and rolled her eyes. 

Feisty.

I loved it.

I realized she didn't have food for a long time. "Are you hungry, love?"

"No, no. I'm not hungry at all," She lied unconvincingly.

"Of course I'm hungry, you fucker! What kinda stupid question is that? You kidnap me in the middle of the night, of course I'm fucking hungry."

A simple yes would have sufficed.

I motioned the air-hostess to come over. 

She walked towards us in a seductive manner, biting her lips and batting her eyelashes. I saw Rylee fisting her hands and glaring daggers at her. Whether she admitted it or not, she was jealous, and I loved it.

"Bring 2 sandwiches," I ordered her. 

"What would you like to drink?" I asked Rylee. 

"Whiskey."

I chuckled. Her likes were still the same. 

"One whiskey neat for my girl," I told the air hostess. 

"Should I bring a salad and a diet coke for her instead?" She commented with loathe. 

Anger cursed through my veins. How dare she?

Before I could do anything, a harsh kick was sent on her stomach. 

My eyes widened when I saw Rylee kick her. 

"Hun, no one gives a damn about your opinion so keep it yourself. Get your fake ass up and bring me my whiskey neat and 2 sandwiches, oh and ya, add extra cheese too," Rylee sassed. 

My jaw dropped after hearing that. The air-hostess quickly got up and scooted away, terrified of Rylee.

I gazed at her with pride and adoration. 

She was perfect for being the Donna. 

"Perfect for being the what?" Rylee asked. 

Did I say that out loud? 

"Yes, you did. Now, perfect for being what?" She questioned. 

"My girl," I lied. She obviously wouldn't like being the Donna. 

"I am not your girl, Lucifer, I'm not a fucking girl anymore."

"Fine. you're my woman then."

She shook her head as no. 

Rylee sighed. "Lucifer, look, it is the best for both of us. I am better of without you and you are better off without me."

I snapped my eyes back to her. I was better off without her?

"Ryl, I was a freaking mess after you left. I was without you for  years and trust me, those were the worst years of my life."

"Lucifer, try and understand-"

"No, I won't. You are coming back with me and will never leave me, and it is not up for argument."

"I won't just stay quiet! I am not coming back with you!"

"Ryl, you don't have a choice."

"Lucifer, please understand. I will escape you someday."

"That day will never come."

"Lucifer, listen to me!" 

I shook my head negatively. She groaned. 

The stewardess came back with 2 sandwiches and a whiskey neat in a tray. She didn't dare look at Rylee in the eyes. The moment she placed the tray on the counter, she ran away like her life depended on it. 

I took one sandwich and held it to her mouth. 

"Open."

"Uncuff me."

"Open your mouth." 

She rolled her eyes but opened her mouth anyways. I fed her both the sandwiches till she was full. I picked up the whiskey and placed it near her lips. 

"At least lemme drink the whiskey on my own," She whined. I shook my head and told her to open her mouth, which she did. 

"Plane will land in five minutes," The pilot's voice said through the speakers. 

Hearing this, Rylee looked at me owl-eyed. 

"No way in hell I am stepping foot in New York," She stated. 

Oh, she would. 

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