Luci episode 45

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

Chapter 45.

Written by: Racheal Dennis.

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Melanie’s pov 🧚

“Let’s start from when my father banished me” he said.

He moved his chair closer to mine and sat down, he reached for his glass of orange juice and handed it to me.. since I’ve finished mine earlier.

I glared at him, but collected it anyway and took a sip.

“My real name is Lucifer, some of you, humans, calls me the devil” he said.

I rolled my eyeballs, he’s not being serious even at this critical time.

“I’m serious, darling, my name’s Lucifer, I’ve been telling you this but you don’t usually believe me”

Wether his name is Lucifer or not, that’s not my concern right now. I just wanna hear about Octavia.

“Lucifer…or Mr Bright, just skip the introduction and get on with the story” I said.

He nodded and began.

“It all started on a faithful day, it was a fine morning, my dad called me and my brothers for a family gathering.. but I decided to sleep in because our family gathering usually go on and on…”

He paused and studied my expression, but I guess my face is void of any emotions right now.. I just wanna know what happened…I want him to get to the point.

He cleared his throat, then continued.

“…the gathering started without me, I could even hear their voices from my mansion. I tried to get some sleep but couldn’t, their joyful hooting and scre-ms couldn’t let me get any sleep. So I decided it’s time to join the gathering, I quickly got dressed and rushed over…”

I interrupted him with a cough, I shivered slightly as I felt cold breeze hit my skin.

“Oh, I forgot we’re at the rooftop, it gets colder here as the hour passes” he said.

He quickly took off his blazer and damped it on my shoulders, he took my hands in his and rubbed them to keep them warm.

But I withdrew my hands from his, gathered the blazer to myself and hugged myself…he stared at me with a pained expression, but didn’t say any words…he smiled at me instead.

“Go on” I told him, he nodded.

“Getting there, I realized it wasn’t our regular family gatherings, dad was celebrating his reign and supremacy over his creations.. without wasting time, I greeted dad and joined in the celebration…”

“Hold on” I cut him off, he paused and gave me a listening ear. “You said your dad was celebrating his reign and supremacy over his creations?”

He nodded.

“Is your dad really God? Are you really Lucifer?” I asked.

“Yes. I can show you proof if you want”

I shook my head quickly, it’s not yet time to prove anything, I should hear the wh0le story first.

“Go on with the story”

“Alright…so, it was a joyous occasion, we were eating and drinking happily, listening to the melodious voices of some of my brothers..my younger brothers to be precised..after a few songs, they got tired and rushed to me for rescue…”

He paused and laughed there, as if he recalled something very funny.

“…I wanted to refuse them, but the look on their faces was so hilarious and irresistible, I couldn’t say no…and dad was like, Lucifer sing in their stead or I’ll make them continue singing until they pass out.. ”

He laughed again.

“…all my brothers joined them, they were all begging me to sing, so I did…I was singing so beautifully…by the way, none of my brothers could beat me, I have the finest and most melodious voice…they all envied my voice because it could help dad calm down…”

I can imagine how sweet his voice is, because I haven’t heard him sing before, but I know he’s addicted to music, he always yells stuffs like…

*loud the music!* *Why can’t I hear the music?* *I can’t hear the music*

Even when the music is at the loudest, he’d still say he can’t hear it… maybe it’s because he’s a good singer.

From the perfect smile on his face right now, I could tell this was his happiest moments so far…he looked relaxed talking about these moments.

“…almost at the end of my song, one of my youngest brothers, rushed to into the scene and fell on his knees before dad..he was breathing so heavily, I stopped singing immediately because we all knew something’s wrong…”

He paused for a brief moment, then sighed and continued.

“…dad asked him what happened and why he interrupted the occasion, Remiel.. that’s his name, he reported that dad’s creation were eating the forbidden fruit…”

Forbidden fruit? Is he really Lucifer? Is he referred to God as his dad?
If he’s the devil, does that means I’ve slept with the originator of all evil?!

“…we were all shocked to hear this, dad created everything to be holy and righteous, disobedience wasn’t a virtue dad created in them, he created them all to be obedient and stay under his control.. that’s why we were shocked…”

I shifted on my chair uncomfortably, he tilted his head as though he’s asking me what’s going on, but I shook my head and signaled him to continue.

“…dad asked him if he’s sure of what he’s saying, he said yes. Dad was enraged, he kicked off his table and we all fell on our knees…he pointed his finger angrily at us, his eyes scanned each of us, then he asked who among us was responsible for leading his creations astray..nobody said a word, there was total silence…”

According to the bible, Lucifer was the one who deceived Eve and made her eat the fruit…but from his own story he wasn’t with Eve, he was at the party when she was eating the fruit.

If it’s not him, then who was it? Who deceived her?

“…dad waited for an answer but got none, he was very angry and wanted to punish us..but another of my youngest brothers rushed forward and fell on his face…he begged dad to pardon us and pointed at me, he said I deceived Eve…I was surprised, because since dad completed his work I haven’t seen it and to top it all..I was at the party the wh0le time…”

Yeah, my thoughts too.

“…I turned to dad and shook my head in denial, I told him it wasn’t me…but seven more of my brothers stepped forward and said they saw me going to her, when I tried to defend myself, they asked where I was when the gathering started…I was so shocked at their behaviors that I couldn’t utter any words…”

I frowned, what a dummy, someone’s lying against him and he kept quiet.

“…I didn’t believe any of my brothers could do this to me, I turned to dad but he shook his head in disappointment…he said he never expected any of his sons would make such a mistake, *how could you make such a mistake, Lucifer?* he had asked me, I shook my head and muttered *it’s not me, I didn’t do it, I wasn’t with her, father it’s not me* but my brothers kept saying I’m the one..which only increased dad’s anger, he drew his sword, opened the portal and cast me down….”

I think I’m beginning to believe his words, he’s seriously saying all these…as if they really happened.

“…he said I’ve been banished from heaven’s abode, he cursed me…that I’ll be deprived of everything holy and I wouldn’t meet my mate for hundreds of millennials years…*

Cast him down? Just like that? Without giving him any chance to explain?
God isn’t that heartless, there must be a reason he did that.

“I was framed by one of my brothers, hence my dad banished me from our home…I was angry that I couldn’t defend myself, so I decided to do what I was accused off… I started indulging in worldly pleasures..I kept on enjoying life…women and wine!”

I’m feeling slightly angry at his last words, women and wine.

“After many thousands of years on earth, I finally met my mate, Octavia…”

“O-octavia?” I interrupted him.

He nodded with a smile, a knot tightened in my chest and I heard a crack.. that’s my heart.
Octavia is his mate after all.

“Yes, she was beautiful…”

“Was?” I interrupted him again.

“Yes, she’s dead” he said.

“She’s dead?!” I exclaimed, but cleared my throat and quickly composted myself.

“Yes, she died years ago” he replied.

I released a sigh, the knot in my chest loosened up and it felt as though a load was just lifted off my chest.

“Octavia was beautiful, a human with the kindest heart and I was happy I’ve finally found my mate.. but we didn’t spend much time together, she died during childbirth.. just when I was happy again.. just when I found peace on earth, dad took her away from me… he’s so cruel”

I was expecting he’d look sad or pained saying it, but he looked pretty normal to me.. like it’s not a big deal.

“But surprisingly, dad gave Octavia back to me”

“He gave her back to you?” My heart’s on my neck as I’m asking this.

“Yes” he reached forward and held my hands in his. “You’re still as beautiful as before, no, you look more beautiful and innocent now.. I love you more now”

I frowned in confusion, wondering the meaning behind his words.

“What are you saying?” I asked.

“You’re Octavia’s reincarnation, you’ve come back to me” he answered.

I shook my head and snatched my hands away from his, my frown deepened.

So, he’s transferring his love for Octavia to me? He never loved me…no, he wouldn’t spare me a glance if I wasn’t Octavia’s reincarnation.

I’m not her, I can’t be her.. it’s not possible!

“I’m not Octavia, I’m not anyone’s reincarnation.. I came to live my own life, I’m Melanie, not some Octavia!”

“Darling, you…. ”

“You’re lying, you’re a liar!”

He shook his head. “I would never lie to you, I have never lied to you…all that I’ve told you is nothing but the truth”

I scoffed and got up, I released a laugh.

“Truth? You were framed and God didn’t know about, then he casted you out of heaven.. doesn’t it sound like a made up story to you?”

“But that’s the truth, I… ”

“What do you take me for? A two years old? I was asking you a serious question, this is the answer you could give me?”

“Darling… ”

“What are you trying to say? That I had s£x with the devil? Is that it?”

“Yeah…even if you refuse to believe it, it’s still the truth.. I am the devil, I was framed and banished from heaven” he said.

“I don’t believe you, I don’t believe any of your words!”

He stared at me thoughtfully for a moment, he sighed…he grabbed my hand and boom… we’re no longer standing at the rooftop of the hotel.

We’re standing in a passage, it’s like a corridor. There are high walls standing at both our sides, with weird echoes generating from them.

It sounded like demons or beasts roaring, souls crying loudly for help as they’re being tortured… they’re shouting out their lungs, that I was even feeling their pain.

I could feel myself sweating from an internal heat, it’s hot here..but not to the point my skin could burn.

“Darling, behind that gate is hell, but don’t panic.. that’s not where I live…I only supervise my demons when they torture sinners there” he said.

I shook my head.

It’s not real, it’s just my dream repeating itself…it must be my dream…I can’t be standing in the passage of hell.

“Tell how to prove it to you, do you wanna see my devil face?” He asked.

“No!” I shouted at once.

Before I only heard about Lucifer..hell and heaven in the bible…I have also imagined what heaven would look like..but never hell, it’s beyond my imagination… because I had never expected to come here.

It’s just like I’m having that dream all over again, where I walked into a place where souls were being tortured…but this time there’s no father Reed and it’s real.

He’s the devil.. he’s truly the devil.. my boyfriend is the real devil, whom was banished from heaven.

I reached forward and touched his cheeks, then stared at his face closely.

Isn’t the devil supposed to be ugly? Isn’t he supposed to have horns? Why is this devil flawlessly handsome?

“Darling, you can see, I didn’t lie to you” he said.

“B-but.. bu-but.. b-but…” I’m speechless.

I should be scared of him right now, I should be running and scre-ming all over the place, I should run away to save my head, like most girls would have done.

But I’m not doing any of that, I don’t seemed to be scared of him at all, rather I’m having a pitiful feeling towards him.

In fact, I don’t even know how to react right now.

“I have never lied to you, I have always told you the truth but you wouldn’t believe me” he said.

My eyes closed and I gulped, I balled my fist by my sides…I’m feeling tired from all this information I got today, they’re too much to take in one day.

“Take me home, I’m tired”

“Aren’t you gonna say something?” He asked.

I shook my head, I have nothing to say right now, my mind is blank.

“Just take me back home” I whispered.

He stared at me a few moments, then nodded.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me flushed against him, he wrapped his arms around my wa-ist.. then boom.. we’re standing in front of his car.

“Oh, Mr Bright” Carling called him when she saw us.

But he ignored her, he opened the backseat door and I slide in, he also slide in after me.

Carling got into the driver’s seat, she didn’t ask any questions or maybe she didn’t dare to ask.. after all, the tension in the car can slice a person’s throat.

“Darling…”

I turned away from him and he kept quiet, he sighed and threw his head back on the seat.

To be continued.