"...i'm trying to ignore the temptation of.. of.."
"of what amelia?"
and she paused because she knew that she already had,
"..the temptation of falling for the devil."
Or in which a dancer falls for the devil himself
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"JEALOUSY HURTS"
•••
I groaned as I yelled into my pillow.
"I KISSED HIM." I yelled at myself. I felt my face heat up as I thought of his reaction.
"HE MUST HAVE THOUGHT I WAS A WHORE." I groaned in annoyance.
"stupid, stupid, stupid. stupid naive girl." I mumbled at myself, I wrapped the white silk robe around my naked body.
I brewed myself a cup of coffee, looking over at the view of Los Angeles.
The doorbell rang. I furrowed my brows before opening my door.
"LAPD, Chloe Decker. Amelia Lopez, we have some questions for you." I saw Lucifer and the blonde detective.
•••
"Do you want something to drink? Water, tea, coffee, whisky?" I said grabbing two glasses.
"Whisky would be delightful." Lucifer said holding his hand up.
I gave them a drink before sitting down.
Lucifer eye'd me and I looked confused, Chloe gestures to my chest and I blushed, pulling up the silk to cover my exposed shoulder.
"There was a murder last night," she showed me a photo of the man who had hit me in the bar. "Witnesses said that you were interacting with him 30 minutes before his murder a few blocks away from Lux."
"Um.. I was distracted that night. I gave him the wrong drink and he got angry, I threw a cup of ice at him because he was hitting on me, calling me a bitch but no, I didn't kill him."
Chloe looked around.
"Pretty nice place you got here, expensive too. How can you, a 21 year old woman who works as a bartender get one of these apartments?"
"I got lucky I guess." I shrugged it off.
"Amelia, were you involved with this mans death? He was involved in drugs, maybe you got angry that he didn't pay you. Are you dealing drugs?"
"Dear god no!"
"God has nothing to do with that..." lucifer mumbled, sipping the whiskey.
"I told you I wasn't involved with him. He hit me and lucifer stopped him. I went home after that."
"-after she came up to my penthouse and kissed me that was."
My cheeks flamed up.
"He helped treat my cuts! And the kiss was just a token of appreciation." I defended poorly.
"That still doesn't explain the money."
I sighed.
"Please, don't tell Ella but in my teen years.. our family was in a lot of debt. Mostly because of me, I had a tumour in my spine and that made things difficult. So after the surgery, I started dancing.. stripping. I-I don't strip now, I'm a professional dancer. But they payed me generously, I payed off the debts, made enough for our family to be comfortable for a while and saved some for me. The money has been sitting in the bank for me to use and after a couple of years it's become a pretty large amount.. I hope that answers your question." I sighed smiling at them.
