The Next Day, Saturday Night
(Evangelina)
Tonight is the night—the night of the Vanderbilt Masquerade Ball. I'm not looking forward to it. It will fill tonight with usual upper-class snobs, billionaires, men with arm candies, other affluent old-money families, etc. I'm so not looking forward to it all. Lucifer isn't either, but I only agreed to go for my grandparent's sake.
"Are you ready, darling?'" he asked
"Yep," I said
I came outside, and he looked so fine as hell in this suit. I loved the way his hair was flowing through the wind. He looked so devilishly handsome.
(Lucifer)
Bloody H**ll, every time, she wears a gown, a dress, jeans, shirts, etc. She still looks fantastic in everything he wears. This Black gown gives all the curves of her body. That gown fit My Queen Evangelina, the future Queen of Hell—my Bride.
"Shall we, darling?" I asked as I kissed her hand
"We shall," she said
(Evangelina)
After a 15-minute car ride through the county, we pulled up at one of the lavish estates in Westchester. I hear music playing inside and see people drinking and mingling on the balcony.
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