His name is Lucifer, like Satan himself. The king of hell in all his glory, standing right in front of her. Alluring, cunning, and seductive devil. "May I ask for your name, milady?" He extended his hand to shake hers as a sinister smirk danced upon his lips, inviting his new prey to come forth. And so she did. "Grace Westside." He kissed her hand upon hearing her name. "Fitting name for a graceful woman, I see. Merry Christmas, Grace." "Fitting name for him too." She thought as she walked further, slowly disappearing into the night. She couldn't wait to see him again.All Rights Reserved
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