"He has an Angel face with fierceful eyes"
"Her lips are like a drug.... And I am addicted to them."
"You hurt me the most...... And me being a fool, I am falling for you deeper and deeper."
Aurora simple yet elegant girl, finds herself beside t...
If I said I wasn’t nervous and stressed out throughout the whole day, it would be a blatant lie. The tension was unbearable. I tried to keep myself as busy as possible, diving into work and mindless tasks, but as soon as the clock hit 5 PM, I knew it was time to get ready.
5:45 PM
I stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing my reflection. I wore a dress that was supposed to make me feel confident, but inside, I felt as empty as a dried riverbed in summer. My nerves were frayed, and my heart pounded with a rhythm that felt off-kilter. “I hope I’ll last till the end of this dinner and not lose my composure,” I thought, letting out a deep sigh. A steady knock on my door snapped me out of my thoughts.“Coming,” I called, grabbing my clutch and phone before heading towards the door. Opening it, I found Kirsten, the youngest maid in the mansion, standing there. Lucifer had appointed her as my personal maid. When I asked him why, he only replied, “For your own safety.”
Initially, I thought it was to keep an eye on me, but over time, I realized I actually enjoyed Kirsten’s company. She knew when to give me privacy and when to be there for me. She was lovely and innocent, making me wonder why she worked for someone like Lucifer.
“Kirsten? Are you okay?” I asked, slightly shaking her shoulders. Her wide eyes and agape mouth suggested she was in awe of something.“I-I… yes, yes, I’m okay. It’s just that you look so amazing, like an angel from the heavens,” she said, her eyes sparkling like a child’s who just got their favorite ice cream. I was slightly taken aback by her reaction, and a blush crept onto my cheeks. “Thank you, Kirsten. I don’t think I look that good,” I said, rubbing my nape in embarrassment.“Oh, no, you have no idea how beautiful you look. I’m sure Mr. Lucifer won’t be able to take his eyes off you,” she replied, a slight frown appearing on her thick eyebrows.
Aurora's Dress
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“Oh, I totally forgot, he is waiting for you downstairs. Let’s go.”She gently held my arm and led me towards the stairs. Hearing that Lucifer was waiting for me downstairs, my nerves kicked in again. I reminded myself that it was fine; he wouldn’t kill me. We stopped a few steps away from the stairs, and Kirsten gestured for me to go down. I took a deep breath and descended the stairs, looking down to steady my nerves.
Reaching the lounge, I saw a pair of shiny shoes opposite mine. My gaze traveled upward until I met Lucifer’s eyes. He lifted my chin with his forefinger and middle finger, forcing me to look into his dark eyes. The moment our eyes met, I unconsciously held my breath. His presence was commanding, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
Lucifer’s POV
For the first time in a while, I enjoyed breakfast with someone—my forced wife, of all people. Her reactions to my actions were endearing: how she blushed, got flustered when I was too close, and held her breath when our eyes met. I chuckled at the thought of her reactions, finding them surprisingly pleasant. In my office, I was abruptly pulled from my thoughts by a knock on the door. “Come in,” I commanded, my tone cold and emotionless, my eyes reverting to their usual icy demeanor.
