Oh no.
I flick my eyes to Lucifer, my stomach twisting tighter as I do. There's a look of horrified outrage on his flawless face, something I'd never thought could exist. He looks ready to launch himself at this cocky little wannabe politician, but he manages to hold himself back...just.
"You're referring to my queen, I suppose?" He grits his teeth.
Bradfield's eyes light up. "Queen? I never read about you having a queen in the Bible."
Lucifer narrows his already burning gaze. "New addition to the family."
Bradfield's smile grown an inch. "Well, that certainly makes things a bit more interesting?"
He's caught my attention now, and I'm just as curious as Lucifer is to know what he wants. At the same time, I'm scared to find out.
"Interesting in what way?" Lucifer's words are methodically chosen.
Bradfield shrugs. "Royalty's always a better score."
Oh, he's fucked now.
I look at Lucifer to see his reaction. I can practically see steam pouring out of his ears.
"A better score?" My husband's composure is held together by some glue, a lick and a promise.
"They're harder to get to, so getting the chance to fuck any royal, even one from the underworld, is a great achievement." His voice is smooth, his tone even. He's done this before. "And by the looks of your queen, you've scored in the fucking department."
Lucifer takes a long, slow breath. I can see him nearly shaking from rage, but he holds it back. I can understand his fury. As much as I appreciate the compliments, I'm not interested. Men like that make my skin crawl. That, and I'm really not in the mood to get incinerated by a jealous husband because someone else touched his toy.
Lucifer manages a small smile. "Quite lovely, isn't she?"
Bradfield grins back. "Got a hell of a chest on her."
Well, aren't you subtle?
For a moment, Lucifer's able to calm down a bit. He glances at me, his eyes flicking down to my generous cleavage, then back up to my face again. "I'll have to agree with you on that. She's got a fantastic rack on her."
I smile back shyly. An idea pops into my mind then: a playful, devilish idea that will drive this unwelcome guest nuts. I decide to go for it. I feign absentmindedness and pluck at the chains that hold the front of my dress together. The action causes my breasts to giggle a bit, making my more-than-generous cleavage all the more enticing. From the corner of my eye, I watch Bradfield's eyes widen in shock.
Lucifer catches on almost instantly. He smiles back at me, a glint of mischief in his hypnotic eyes. He's as tired of this asshole as I am, so blowing off a little steam by making him squirm will help both of us.
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Lucifer's Bride [Complete]
FantasyMy mother has had dreams of becoming part of royalty since she was a girl. Four years ago, she made the colossal mistake of making a deal with the Devil himself, in order to gain that prestigious place in society. My mother got her wish, marrying in...