Señorita[On Hold]

Night.

"I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars."

~Stephenie Meyer, Twilight.

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Lucifer. Lucifer Brandt. It isn't just a name. It is a brand. It is a royalty in its own way. It is a dream for every biker to race Lucifer, to be perfectly unique like him.
The love and crave for bikes is beyond limits for him. At the age when people used to party he made his own modified engines. The nights, men his age wasted money on girls he summed up every penny to built his logo owning several designed locomotive machines.

The bike went flying into the air like a rocket conquering the sky. Literally it was in the air and then Lucifer did a semi somersault and a complete split before landing back on the elevated ground. Half of the spectactators heart was almost in their mouth watching his every move scaring the hell out of them that if even for a milli second his coordination with the bike is lost God only knows what will happen.
Maybe that's why he is known as the Devil. Lucifer.

The final endings of the tracks were nearing as the crowd roared for Lucifer to win but like they say never underestimate the opponent. Today was a high bid match between Nithin also referred as 'Shadow' in the tracks and Lucifer. Both are a range of competition. Always like a cliff hanger the audience are left or always on the edge of the seat.

Both of them had raced against each other only thrice with Shadow winning twice so the chances of Lucifer having the upper hand is little lesser but again the saying goes who wins even after losing is the real hero.

The crowd roared for their hero with both of them reaching almost equal speeds making every one hold their breath in anticipation. Not only to see who wins but also to watch what will be the next breath taking stunt by any of them.

And.

Shadow gained access. Half of the crowd chanted sorrow seeing Lucifer getting beholded. And suddenly Lucifer lifted his bike in the air. Very few people could understand what was happening. Lucifer the devil was marking his win over all the bikers here. Making a complete three sixty degrees he surpassed Shadow conquering these tracks also.

Like an Eagle being the only king of the sky Lucifer speeded into the dark alleys leaving the tracks and the audience in gasps. That was the Devil's trademark after winning he leaves without a single turn back because he has nobody to wait for. Fans are exception.

Gearing on his latest BMW S1000RR imported from the Bavaria-based motorcycle manufacturer Lucifer turned for the nearest petrol pump.
One of the most popular litre-class bikes from BMW Motorrad, the S1000RR has a small yet strong niche in the Indian motorcycle space. Factors that have favoured its popularity include - its excellent built quality, aggressive styling and German engineering among others. The bike comes mated to a 999cc inline four-cylinder engine that belts out 195.2bhp and a peak torque of 113Nm, while mated to 6-speed gearbox.

With the wheels grinding the sand granules of the beach making one last turn Lucifer parked his BMW. The cool breeze hitting his face was a relief. The waters playing with his feet in the night full of stars was a complete bliss. He loved nights. Nothing could be more perfect than these lonely nights after the thrill of a race.
Night is the only time free of worldly tortures of numerous lies and frauds. The silent melody of the air framing little fragments of dusts.
Like how an owl can only understand the beauty of the night Lucifer could understand nights. Night is not just a darker hour before the little streaks of light, it's an emotion.
It's the time when nobody would dare to judge you. No one could see your freaking emotions. You can laugh. You can cry. You can shout. Do anything. Because the time and the world both belongs to you.
But again always there has to be an end of good time. The night has to end.

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"Sir this will not be sufficient for the fuel tank we need more funds. Why don't you understand this?" Lucifer explained careful enough that he isn't crossing the line talking to his senior.

Mr Chandan Naav is the team head of the new design for Tanga project the latest ship model. And Lucifer could swear on his life that Naav is the worst leader ever. Lucifer joined as a fresher in 'Drunath Shipyards' two months back and the one thing he hates is to work under someone but what can be done fate always has its own plans.

"I pay you to work not to think Mister." Mr Naav replied.

So typical of him thought Lucifer.

"Potachea."
Lucifer muttered under his breath.

"Did you say something Lucifer?" Mr Naav asked cocking up his eyebrow.

"No sir."

"Then done. What are we even waiting for. Get the labour ready. And yeah next time don't swear in Konkani." Mr Naav said bolting the door.

Lucifer sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. Mr Chandan Naav is bloody hell of a man. Better call him a headache.

"How did that go Brandt?" Ronit asked entering the design room with a cup of coffee.

"Thanks dude. I really needed that." Lucifer grabbed the cup from him.

Ronit was also a member of Tanga but he worked in the technical department whereas Lucifer worked for the design development.

"Rogue as usual. When is the final clipping of the tank is being finalized?" Lucifer asked grabbing a file.

"I don't really know. Maybe next Thursday."

Ronit then pulled out two tickets from his pocket earning a questioning gaze from Lucifer.

"What are these?"

"Tickets to the Nightlife. Got them for free let's go." Ronit said excited like he won the Bharat Ratna or something.

"No man got work to do."

"Gosh. Get a freaking life Lucifer. You live in Goa and you want to miss the Nightlife. Like seriously?"
Ronit whined.

"I have work."

"Hell with the work man. Come have some drinks get laid enjoy your -"

"I. Said. I. Got. Work. To. Do."

Ronit gulped in astonishment not realising what had gone wrong. The Devil Lucifer was awakened . But he was just asking Lucifer to have some fun. This was the same tone in which Lucifer talks to everyone here whenever needed to talk or else just keeps his mouth shut. Ronit himself only knows how much of an effort and stress it had taken him to make Lucifer behave like a normal human being when only both of them are together.

Before Ronit could come up with any words Lucifer left the room without a display of any emotion. A poker facade like always.

Emotionally challenged beast.

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