Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (digital book reader .txt) 📕

A carriage parked right in front of the mansion. His eyes were glued to the door as he felt a presence beside him. 

"Who are they?" He whispered as he looked at the woman getting out of the carriage. The way they were dressed in elegant dresses proved their regality. Bright colors danced around as a few women stepped out of the carriage.

"Seems like someone of important status," Draven whispered as he felt himself looking at the carriage too.

"My lord."

Their breath got caught in their throats as their eyes landed on the woman who was still half inside the carriage. Lucifer felt his hands sweating as his eyes landed on the gem he had ever seen. He felt himself drowning in the ocean of the blues of her eyes. Yellow wasn't his color but the way the yellow dress hugged her curves drove him insane. He had never seen an exquisite beauty like her. The white long gloves shielded her arms from sun tan as a nicely bloomed yellow rose rested on her hair. 

"My lord."

"Jesus." He heard Draven breathing out. His friend had the same expressions as him. 

"My lord!" Lucifer jolted as he heard his commander calling him.

"What is it?" Lucifer asked but his eyes were still lingering on her. He wanted to devour her like a fine wine he ever had. 

"They want to talk." Michael glance at the carriage and pointed towards the women standing there along with two men.

"I'll see to it." He said as he squared his shoulders and moved towards them with Draven trailing behind him. The more his feet take her closer to her, the more erratically his heartbeats. 

"Prince Lucifer," The woman bowed and looked past his shoulder. "Prince Draven,”

"Rise" Draven mumbled as he looked at Lucifer.

"Her royal highness, Princess Melissa Spencer." The woman bowed toward the young woman.

"Your highness," Melissa bowed down as she glance at two god-like creatures standing in front of her.

"Call me Draven." Draven quickly said while he smiled at Melissa. Lucifer felt his throat tighten as he glanced at Melissa looking his way.

"Draven...I presume...Lila; my escort and Tonya; my maid." She hinted toward the women who were standing next to her. "We were just passing through this town and all the tardiness has taken over us....we delayed our visit to Zhoutis." Melissa pointed towards the carriage.

"We would like to spend a few days here...in your grand castle...if permission is granted," she sweetly smiled at Draven and stole a glance towards Lucifer. The way the strands of hair were sneaking past her bun was enough to drive any man insane. 

"No! We don't mind," Draven said quickly as he placed his arm on Lucifer's shoulder bringing Lucifer to the reality that he seemed to invade.

"Y..yes." Lucifer followed after.

"Where's the luggage?" Draven asked as he walked towards the carriage. Melissa looked at Lucifer while Draven started moving her luggage inside the mansion.

"You seem familiar, Your highness," Melissa smiled at him as she moved closer. Lucifer looked bewildered at her as he tried to form words.

"Lucifer. You can call me Lucifer." He said while the urge to push the strand of hair away from her face become strong. Melissa noted the look on his face as a smirk formed on her lips before she moved impossibly closer to him. Her hands covered his chest as she stood on her toes and whispered seductively near his ear.

"I prefer...Luc." 

****

I laughed.

Lucifer loved someone other than himself.

Wow! What a hilariously undigested joke.

"I'm telling the truth," Victoria scoffed.

Wait, what?

"Are you for sure?" I asked again but there was no sign of humor on her face. She was serious like always. 

"Yes! And why would I lie to you?" The anger and disappointment in her voice shook me off guard.
I turned around and looked at the painting. Sane hairs. Same strikingly beautiful eyes, same aura yet different emotions. I still remembered the last time I encounter her painting. 

I almost get assaulted by the demon himself. 

One thing kept lingering in the back of my mind. If he loved her that much then why I'm playing her part? Why was he having me around? Simple yet relevant, why am I here? 
Unknowingly my fingers hovered above her face, tracing the rough texture of the canvas. She seemed so real and realistic and at the same time, she looked out of this world. The moment I saw this painting in Reynes I felt a sudden connection to it or maybe a connection to her.

Melissa.

Where was she? Was she dead? I didn’t even looked like her then why I was between this mess. 

"Lucifer loved her and so does my brother. They knew about each other's feelings but never admitted it." Did they know each other? Like they knew each other? 

Bravo!

Curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't stop myself from asking.

"What happened then?" I mumbled but my ears were eagerly waiting for her response. I heard her sigh and the sound of ruffling. 

"They were friends...Best friends. Let's just say Melissa's death tore their friendship apart,” Victoria said but the loneliness in her voice was as clear as day.

"Something happened?" I tested the waters and asked.

"Misunderstanding happened.." She whispered and I didn't miss the slight shiver in her voice. 

"Why didn't they seek that out?" I found myself asking again.

Why do I care? None of them acted nicely to me! Then why I was feeling sorry for their long-gone friendship!