His Demoness Princess (MEGA HIATUS)

Prologue

Luciano usually sat on the cushioned chair of the bar seat, her friend Mineka and a few of Mineka's friends, they were average joes in this particular bar since Luciano was the owner and insisted going here. Her friend didn't know that though,  she just thought that Luciano really liked this bar. Mineka didn't object, this was the only way Luciano would go to the club with her.

Tonight however, she declined Mineka's proposal for drinks. She had some loose ends to tie up with the CEO of the company 'Winceton Enterprises'.  

"Clint, your payment of my funds is late, how far along are you?" Luciano said menacingly to the man as he walked in, waiting till after he closed his office door to make her presence known. The man known as Clint jumped, his eyes widened in shock then his eyes clouded in fear at the voice as Luciano turned around in his spinning chair slowly. "C-C-Chaos... Y-your money? I-It's- I" Clint stuttered uncontrollably, Luciano's eyebrows quirked upwards in amusement as she rested her elbows on his desk. She glanced slightly to the left, eyeing a family portrait.

"Him, his wife, three sons and one daughter" Luciano thought, he noticed her eyeing it and his eyes widened "No...No! You wouldn't...Not my family!" Clint exclaimed. Luciano looked at him, her facial expression blank as her eyes stared into his soul, her jaw clenched and she stood up "Do. Not. EVER. Tell me what I can and cannot do Clinton. I'd like my money in four days or else." her tongue spoke the words full of venom as she gave at him a sickly sweet smile "You wouldn't want something to happen to your family, hmm?" she said, a smirk playing on her features as the door burst open. Clint turned to it and saw his son Quinn, he turned back to Luciano to respond but was stunned to see her gone.

Quinn looked to his father then around him, the window was opened. "Father, you look...pale" Quinn said, concern lacing his tone "Nonsense kid. And that's sir to you" Clint said coldly, looking at his son with malice. Quinn nodded "Yes sir..." he muttered, he looked down at the ground and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

"You shouldn't talk to your child like that, he's probably the only one that cares for you." Luciano said bluntly, appearing back in his chair in the same position she was in before, except she wasn't wearing her mask. Clint's eyes widened to the size of saucers "You.... You're...." His heartbeat quickened as he looked over her features, some perverted thoughts entering his mind amongst the fear he felt.

"The daughter of Lucifer and the spawn of the Moon Goddess...Ring a bell? You, my good friend struck a deal with my father long ago." Luciano said, standing and clasping her hands together. A lone bloodied tear slipped down her cheek and down her neck into her shirt, staining it and turning the spot a pink color. She disappeared into thin air in front of his eyes. "Someday, I shall give you what you deserve."

The sound of chains rattling and fabric being punched filled the air around Luciano as she slammed her fist into the maroon steel clad punching bag, leaving deep dents in the metal covered with fabric. She backed up, running up and delivering a roundhouse kick to the punching bag causing the bag to fly backwards and her to deliver more powerful blows to the thing.  It fell to the ground after one last swift kick to it's surface, she stared at it before sighing "Bloody hell... Calm down.." she said to herself.

Her body started to get warm until her body burned up in heat, Luciano grumbled as she started sweating profusely "...Dammit..."