Back For Her

Chapter 8

Rylee's POV-

The rays of sun fell on my face, waking me up from my sleep. I yawned and tried getting up but a strong arm didn't let me. I turned around and saw Lucifer sleeping peacefully like a baby. Why can't he look like this all the time. I tried getting up but his arm stayed glued to my waist. I groaned. 

"Lucifer," I whispered near his ears. 

"Lucifer!" I yelled to wake him up. 

He instantly got up and pulled out a gun from nowhere and pointed it towards the door. I looked at him in shock. He looked confused and scanned me for any injuries. 

"I am fine," I stated. He breathed out a sigh of relief. 

"I just keep on forgetting that I am kidnapped by the American mafia king who happens to be my ex-boyfriend," I  said sarcastically. 

"I am still your boyfriend."

I glared at him. "No, I broke up with you 2 years back." 

He fisted his hands.

"But I didn't break up with you. It wasn't a mutual decision. Now, get ready. I am taking you out on a date."

"You need to ask me out on a date, not order me."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine. Will you go out on a date with me?" 

"Nope" 

"Well, I don't care. Get dressed and meet me in half an hour," He instructed. 

"Untie this," I demanded, tugging on the ribbon around my wrists. 

"I like you this way. Trying to free yourself from the restraints. It turns me on. I should just chain you to my bed forever. What say?" 

My eyes doubled.  

"NO! No, no, no!" I exclaimed, backing away from him. 

He chuckled. "Chill, I was joking."

He untied the ribbon and rubbed my wrist to soothe it. 

"Take a bath," He said and went out of the room.

I reluctantly got up and took a nice shower. I washed my hair with the coconut shampoo and conditioned it. I was done after half an hour and I got out, wrapping the towel around me. I dried my hair with a hair dryer nearby. 

There was a cool walk-in closet. I chose a cute off shoulder crop top and a short skirt.

I tied my hair in a loose bun and walked out of the room. I saw Lucifer talking with one man. I cleared my throat to grab their attention. 

He turned around and when he saw me, his eyes swirled with anger, lust and...love? 

He said something to the man and the man went away. Lucifer walked towards me, taking frighteningly large strides. 

He grabbed my arm and dragged me back to the room and pushed me in, locking the door. Before I could protest he beat me to it.

"What are you wearing?" He seethed out, fisting his hands. 

"Are you blind? Clothes."

"Change," He ordered. 

"What's wrong with this?" 

"I don't want everyone to see what I should see."

"You can't see this either, Lucifer."

"Just change, Ryl."

"I won't!" I yelled, stomping my foot. 

"Change, or I'll do it for you," He gritted out. 

I chuckled. Was he serious? 

When I didn't make any sort of movement, he stepped forward, like a lion hunting it's prey. 

He wouldn't seriously change me, would he? 

Would he?!

I took a deep breath. "Why do you want me to change?"

"Because desperate men will lust over you," He gritted.

I sighed. "Your mentality is so cheap, Lucifer. Just because I wear revealing clothes, doesn't mean I'm inviting them to look. You can't blame me for attracting attention. Next time, don't tell me to change, and instead, tell those lustful men to learn self-control."

His eyes widened in pride, surprise, and realization.

"You-you're right...I'm sorry. Uh, no need to change. Just, let's go," He said, grabbing my hand and guided us out the room, through the corridor and down the stairs. 

It led us to the main gate. 

I remembered to keep this route in mind- for escape. 

Lucifer seemed to understand what I was thinking and gave me a warning glare. 

We sat inside the car and drove off, I know not where. 

(A/N~ This is a Loki reference😈🤤)

After fifteen minutes, I decided to ask him.

 "Lucifer, where are you taking me?" 

"You'll see." Was his simple reply. 

I tried persuading him but he was extremely adamant. He parked the car in the parking lot of an Italian Restaurant. 

 I got out of the car, Lucifer holding my waist as I walked into the restaurant. It was a very classy place- I would love it, but under different circumstances. 

We sat down on the table and ordered our food. I ordered a white sauce pasta and red wine, while he ordered a ravioli with whiskey. Okay then. 

After five minutes, the waiter served our food. 

"Hello, I am Caleb and I will be serving you this afternoon," He said. 

Caleb was cute; his ash brown curly hair and light brown eyes...Ouch! 

I felt a kick on my leg under the table. I glared at Lucifer. 

"Stop gawking at him," He gritted. 

I rolled my eyes. Caleb ran away, terrified by the scowl Lucifer was giving him. 

I ignored him and started ravishing my delicious pasta. I moaned out at the flavorsome taste. 

An animalistic growl erupted from Lucifer. I saw him gazing at me with lust. 

Getting the message, my eyes widened and I continued eating without any sound.

There was a bit of sauce left on my lips so I took a napkin the waiter, Caleb, gave us. 

Before I used it, I noticed something black on it. I opened it carefully and saw his number scribbled on it.

"What's on that?" Lucifer asked.

Shit.

Chapter 8 done!
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