Athena is no one 'special' she's just a regular 19 y/o waitress preparing her career. That is until one night she takes the most dangerous man's order.
Lucifer is someone who gets whatever and whoever he whenever. He has every girl trembling on the...
I wake up and hear deep loud voices fighting back and forth.
I rub my eyes and push myself out of bed.
I quickly shower and put on something for work.
Lucifer says we need to start keeping up with work now.
I put my hair in a ponytail with two strands sticking out and slip on a dress.
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I put on black heels and quickly do my makeup.
Exiting my room I walk downstairs and the voices continue.
Coming down I see Lucifer arguing with a man.
The man looks at me then Lucifer looks at me as well.
"Go upstairs Angel." Lucifer orders. "No why don't we let her stay, since she's so important you have to FUCKING BEAT THE LEADER OF THE RUSSIAN MOB!" The man yells.
I flinch as Lucifer stares at him.
LUCIFER:
I glance to Angel, fuck she looks so good. I turn my attention back to my Zio.
"Zio ho fatto quello che ho fatto perché ha aiutato così tanto la mia attività, quando mai lei lasciato che qualcuno dei miei dipendenti venisse mancato di rispetto." (Uncle, I did what I did because she helped my business out so much and since when did I let any of my employees get disrespected) I tell Zio.
"Lucifero, capisco cosa ti ha insegnato tuo nonno... ma l'amore è un gioco pericoloso e vedo che ci stai cercando di giocarci, ti dà un punto debole... e se le succede qualcosa perderai i tuoi affari e te la perderai, se amassi sua lasceresti andare." (Lucifer, I understand what your grandfather taught you ... but love is a dangerous game and I see that you are trying to play it, it gives you a weakness ... and if something happens to her you will lose your business and you will lose her, if you loved her, you would let her go.)
"Zio, non so cosa provo per lei, quindi come faccio a sapere se la amo?" (Uncle, I don't know how I feel about her, so how do I know if I love her?)
"Mio nipote, un cieco potrebbe vedere cosa provi per lei." (My nephew, a blind man could see how you feel about her.)
After those words he left.
I think about what he said. Should I let her go? Am I being selfish?
I turn to Angel who looks confused. "What'd he say?" She asks. "Just talked about business." I lie.
"Okay we'll Im going to get started on work." She says. "I'll be up in a minute, I need a smoke." I rub my forehead.
She nods her head and walks upstairs.
What am I doing to her.
I walk out the doors and pull out a cigar. I light it and take a couple puffs.
