Luci episode 12

LUCI ☠️
🧚 The Fallen Angel 🧚
{Mated to a heavenly tyrant!}

Chapter 12.

Written by: Racheal Dennis.

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Melanie’s pov 🧚

Walking past the mirror in,side the bathroom, I saw a reflection of myself and a small scre-m left my mouth.

I quickly came back to the mirror to take a proper look at myself. Now I understand why Mr Bright was smirking at me earlier.

My skin.. so dry.. broken and pale. Honestly, even I think I look like an abandoned ghost right now.

Do ghosts get abandoned?! Well, I don’t know since I haven’t died before, maybe I’ll ask father Reed next time I see him in my dream.

But what I know is, I don’t look so good.

Thankfully, I’m about to freshen up, let’s check what Gabby packed for me.

I opened my bag and searched in,side, a smile broke on my face.

“Gabby is very thoughtful, she knows me too well.. after all, she’s my bestie”

My cream, face powder, perfume and a few other necessities are all here.

“It’s time to bath” I shouted excitedly.

I have long set the bath, I reached for my phone and searched through my playlist.

After a short consideration, I settled for a popular music ♪♪all things are possible♪♪ by women of faith.

Yeah.. it’s an old song, but I love them!

I shrugged my clothes off and gleefully glided into the bathtub, I closed my eyes as my body touched the warm water and sighed…

A satisfied smile appeared on my face, soon the music got in my head and I found myself clapping and singing along.

♪♪your praise is always on my l-ips
Your words is living in my heart
And I will praise you with a new song
My soul will bless you, Lord…. ♪♪

I continued echoing the song loudly.

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“Whoops! I feel so fresh!” I sighed as I stepped out of the bathroom.

Since it’s just me in my room, I stripped off my towel and applied some cream on my skin.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door.

At first I thought it’s Mr Bright, I snatched my towel and wrapped it around my chest.

That guy is so unpredictable, he might just barged in and claim this is his house and he can go anywhere.. which is obviously true.

“Miss Martinez, dinner is ready!”

“Dinner?” I asked.

Is it dinnertime already? My eyes zeroed on the wall clock, only to realize it’s 7:30pm already.

“Mr Bright is waiting to have dinner with you” Carling said from outside.

“Oh” I simply replied, then heard her footsteps fading away.

This is my first time living in any apartment outside the convent, is this how maids serve people?

My stomach growled quietly, reminding me it’s only business here is food..

I quickly wore my flip-flops and knee-length floral dress, comb my hair back and let it fall on my shoulders.

I applied some powder on my face and happily headed out of the room.

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“Wow! Is this angelic beauty meant to be my wife?!”

Mr Bright exclaimed immediately he saw me coming down the stairs, I rolled my eyeballs.

He’s already sitting at the dinning table, I guess he was truly waiting for me.

“Sorry to disappoint you, I’m gonna be a nun” I smirked at him.

But he simply scoffed, he reached for something on the dinning table.

“You don’t know how dirty that convent of yours is…”

I glared at him for speaking ill of our convent, I stopped by the dinning table and pulled out a chair.. then sat down.

“…if you know the dirty stuffs your father Reed was involved in, you wouldn’t think of ever becoming a nun.. you’d have a change of heart” he said.

I nodded and look around the table, my eyes landed on the roasted chicken.. my mouth watered.

“Father Reed wasn’t a sinner like you!”

He reached for a fork laying next to his plate, he stabbed a chicken wing and started eating.

“He’s not even a gentleman” I grumbled under my breath.

“Whom should I be gentle to? You?”

“Of course!” I snapped.

He laughed briefly.

“Hell no” he replied.

Hmph! Carling said he was waiting to have dinner with me, I doubt that.

I gasped when something very important occured to me, I held his hand before he could put any other food in his mouth.

“What?” He asked.

“We haven’t thanked God for the food” I answered.

His brows furrowed instantly.

“And why should we thank him?” He asked.

I felt like he’s getting angry, but I continued talking anyway. After all, his temperament is like a light switch.

“He provided us this food, the least we can do is be grateful and tell him thank… ”

He cut me off by banging on the table, I flinched back and stared at him horrifically.

His expression changed drastically, he looked as though I’ve said a forbidden word and he’s gonna murder me.

“Thank him? He provided the food?”

I nodded, his eyes narrowed even more.

“But why do I recall I gave Carling money to get these from the market?”

“Yeah, but you got the money because he gave it to you… ”

He banged on the table again and released a very deep growl, even the table shook at the sound.

I don’t know if I imagined it or not, cause it was for a split second but his eyes turned red.

He closed his eyes and balled his fist tightly on the table.

“Darling, you were singing so loudly in my house…”

Was I that loud?!

“… I didn’t scold you for showering praises to him in my house, because I wanted to make you happy and feel at home…”

He wanted me to feel at home? Here? That’s not gonna happen, I’ll be leaving soon.

“…and now you want me to thank him too?!” His voice very low but threatening.

Uh-oh! Did I just push the wrong button? What should I do now to make the situation better?

“Er… let’s just eat, let’s forget about praying today” I said.

He glared at me, his fork bending from how hærd he’s holding it.

I gulped and averted my gaze from him, I placed my focus on the food.

After a few seconds of glaring at me, he started eating again. I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding, I patted my chest gently.

*Goodness, that was scary* I said mentally.

He suddenly dumped a large piece of roasted chicken on my plate, he handed me a set of cutleries.. then gestured to the plate.

“Eat”

Did he just command me like a dog?

“You’re not a dog, you’re my darling” he said.

My cheeks heated up immediately, I coughed to cover it up.

“God, I… ”

“Don’t bring him to this table, wait until I’m done eating” he said.

I nodded and he continued eating. After saying a silent prayer for myself, I dug in too.

“So… Mr Bright?”

“Yes, darling”

I cleared my throat, I hope what I’m about to say won’t set him off again.

He lifted his head and stared at me, when he realized I wasn’t saying anything.

“Em.. can I go out tomorrow?” I asked.

“You don’t have school tomorrow” he stated.

Hmm, he’s well informed.

He stopped eating and leaned back on his chair, he smirked…why is he smirking a lot?

“I know I don’t have school tomorrow, but Caleb and…”

“Caleb?” He cut me off. “You’re both going on a date?”

I frowned.

“What?”

“Your Debbie told you he loves you, correct?”

“What?”

Where on earth is he getting his informations? How can Caleb and I go on a date when he knows what I’m training for?

“Darling, take my advice and steer clear of him”

“No, we’re just…”

“It’s for his safety…and you’re not leaving the mansion” he said and got up.

He stabbed a chicken wing and shoved it in my open mouth, he winked at me.

“Go to bed early, you’re resuming work tomorrow morning!” He said.

He rounded the table and came to my side, he leaned closer to my ear..he bite my earlobe softly and shivered.

“You and Caleb can’t work” he whispered.

“You…”

“Tell Debbie to stop matching you two” he k-ssed behind my ear and left me in a daze.

I snapped out of my daze and wiped my ear and the s₱0t he k-ssed.

I glared at his back as he walked away, I angrily chewed on the chicken wing… He’s left me with no choice but sneaking out!

Also, I pray I leave this place sooner before he corrupt my aspiration.

To be continued…