You parted from Simeon with hidden regret and made your way inside the restaurant. You haven't even gone through the private room's door when your sadness transformed into pleasure.
Lucifer sat cross-legged on the red velvet sofa, one arm sensually stretched over the backrest while his other hand held a glass of brandy. His hair was now splayed across his forehead, drawing attention to his troubled brows and dark circles. His scarlet tie was strewn across his lap, his collar opened and two buttons were undone to reveal ivory skin and protruding collar bones.
His attention was elsewhere before your heels tapped on the hardwood floor.
He put down the brandy before standing to face you. You couldn't talk even if you wanted so for a good two minutes, you just stared at each other.
Then he crossed the room in fast, large strides. Startled, you stepped back until your back hit the wall.
He slammed his palms on the wall.
"You ... " he began.
He ran a hand through his hair. "Dammit. Why can't I stop thinking about you?"
Wow.
If he weren't so darn seductive you'd be on the floor laughing right now. It didn't even take a week to snatch this oppressive CEO and reduce him into a lovesick fool. And for him to use such cheap lines too ...
[Host, don't laugh.]
You pinched your thigh.
"I sent you flowers, I sent you jewellry, what do I have to do to get you to look at me?"
He cupped your chin, his touch not too soft or too firm, and soon you were staring straight into his eyes. His calculating gaze has been reduced to a dazed, affectionate look. He smelled the brandy on him but didn't mind.
"I want you, MC."
"Lucifer ... "
"I'll help with your company, I'll--"
Why did you stop, big boss? I wanna hear more of your lines.
[Host, your nose is bleeding.]
You reflexively covered your face.
Lucifer frowned and asked, "Where did you get that handkerchief?"
"Simeon gave it to me."
He glared at the piece of fabric like it was the most offensive thing he's ever seen. This outwardly-cold but secretly-immature character type got jealous over the silliest things. But that's why you love his kind so much.
Thankfully, your bleeding didn't last long and you were able to return to the previous conversation, though the sexy vibes were gone. (Darnit!)
"Lucifer, about this ... I actually ... "
"You told me you like me, didn't you? Don't even deny it."
"... It's true. I like you, Lucifer. I've liked you since back in high school."
"Then why do you keep pushing me away?" His voice was softer this time.
"Because I knew you only proposed to me because of your grandfather. I accepted because I thought that maybe ... " Every word was spoken clearly but with a certain edge to it. Contrary to Lotus' performance, you voiced your thoughts with obvious reluctance.
Lucifer waited patiently.
" ... maybe we'd actually move past the wall that's between us."
Strong arms wrapped around you and you met with a hard chest.
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