DEVILISH

It all starts as a little game for Lilith Avery and Lucifer Donovan when they meet for the first time. During the day, they both want to cut each other's throat while fighting the disagreement of the day, but at night, the need of having the other on the palm of their hands is when the real game starts. What would happen when this little game turns everything upside down and it all starts to become real?

They both know one thing, they picked a dance with the devil and now, they're locked down.

❝ I don't know where he wants to take me or why he wants do it in the first place. The intrigue I have inside is killing me, wanting to know more about Lucifer, his mysterious eyes and soft smirk. But I don't move forward, having one question appearing in my mind forcing me to furrow my eyebrows.

"What's stopping you?" He asks softly.

I lean closer to his face, wanting him to hear my soft voice and feel my warm breath against his skin.

"Today, I wanted to kill you. But for some reason, now, I don't. I'm trying to understand why."

His lips slowly turn into a smirk while his eyes look down to my lips. Leaning closer to my face, the air coming out of our mouths start mixing with each other and it doesn't matter that one more move and our lips would be touching, kissing, my eyes can't leave his. "That's what makes this... even more fun." He replies slowly. Without giving me an opportunity to respond, he takes some steps back with his eyes still glued to mine. "Are you coming or not?" ❞