I look at my hands again then at the door. I quickly shut my eyes.

"Ok"

I exhale sharply.

"When I open my eyes Lucifer will be standing at the door asking me to have lunch with him" My heart is beating so fast. I can literally hear it in my ears.

I open my eyes, but Lucifer isn't there and the door is still closed.

When I breath my chest moves hard along with it.

I widen my eyes.

I swallow hard, then slowly walk towards the door. I can't believe this.

This is not real.

This is not real.

I stretch for the door knob. Before I open it I shut and open my sweaty palms.

I hear a groan. That is what gives me the full courage to open the door. He isn't dead.

My eyes are still wide.

I see Lucifer standing brushing off his suit.

Huh?

I shut my eyes again but just as the last time, what I'm looking at is 100% real.

Looking at him now, I just realize that the anger I felt before this happened is completely gone.

I feel...relief.

Lucifer finally looks at me. I just realize something else...

Lucifer brushed off his suit, plus looking at me now so simple as if it's totally normal.

I just threw him across the room. Why is he standing as if he's not in pain. Moreover, why isn't he angry? Even more over, how did I do it?

I look at my hands again.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what just happened. I don't understand. Some weird things has been happening to me. Things I don't understand" I shouldn't have said that, but what else can I do? I don't know what else to do. After what I did and he got up and just brushed himself off, who else must I say it to?

He still hasn't frown.

Somehow I feel more comfortable around him when he frowns. I'm used to him that way.

He moves towards me. Isn't he going to say something? Is he going to hit me?

I step back.

That is when I see him frowning and he stops.

After a short while he straighten his expression back to the simple one and continue towards me.

"You don't need to be afraid of me" He stops close enough to me.

"I'm...not a monster. I'm just...look I didn't ask you out for lunch to get anything else than professionalism, but rather that I want to tell you in a decent way a part of what is going on with you. Since you've just thrusted me across the room using your powers, you make it easier for me. So no lunch, no formalities" Huh?

"Po-powers?"

"Yes. Come with me" I'm still wondering if this is real.

"Instead of just telling you, I'll show you" Why is he being so nice to me? First he fired that Diana woman because she provoked me, he said please and now he's offering to help me.

That sounds like the total opposite of him. I forgot to mention the part where he was at Daniel's when I was somewhat sick. I really don't want to do this alone, but should I really accept help from him?

After all I really don't know him.

"The ability you have can't only destroy yourself...but others too" So he cares about others too?

I really don't know what to think about him. Maybe I should stop putting so many logic to the name Lucifer.

Did he just say that I can destroy myself? What is going on? What is going on with me? How does he know all of this? Why didn't the hit affect him?

Not even a scratch is on him.

"You need to trust me Ms George" It's not so easy. I can feel that a part of me hates him, but I can't explain why.

He stretch towards me.

My eyes widen when he touches my hand.

After stripping both of us naked, he dealt with my body in a way no one has ever done. Oh my God I can literally die of pleasure right now. He nibbles my nipples while penetrating me slowly and deeply with his fingers. I open my legs wide. My mouth opens slowly.

"Ahhhh" I bite my bottom lip moaning.

Suddenly he stops and remove himself from over me. He sits at my waist.

He stretch his hand...and ever so gently brush his knuckle over my cheek. I lean to it enjoying every bit of his soft comforting strokes.

All I want is for him to have sex with me, but he's hesitating.

Why?

I can feel my walls twitching so fast as a result from what he did to me.

"Why did...you stop? Please...continue" I've seen him having sex before, but the looks of his face now is totally different from the time I saw him screwing Diana. His face was fierce and he was rough with her, even when she tells him to slow down he never stops. Hm...yet she still seem to always want to do it with him. Yes, I saw and heard more than what I say. Although I know that he screwed her, it doesn't bother me at all. I don't and won't regret having sex with him...and I never will.

The size of his member has me curious. Will it hurt?

If so, will I adjust quickly? So much curiosity.

I've never seen him caress Diana's cheek like this either. It's sending some unusual feelings through me, as if he's silently communicating with me through his caresses. It makes me even more horny.

"Why...are you looking...at me like that?" The pants are still there. I want him. I need him.

"Your so beautiful. Beautiful and innocent" He finally says. My eyes widen. He meant it.

Does this means more to Lucifer than it should?

Why do I feel connected to him?

"Show me how you really feel about me" He smirk and lean down to me. I almost pull away when his lips lands on mine, when I feel the multiple emotions flowing through the kiss. But I allow myself to be consume by it.

I pull my hand away from his. I feel like all the air has been sucked out of my lungs.

I keep looking at Lucifer. He looks at me as if he's confuse.

Did I just have a flashback? Or he did something similar to what Samuel did to me?

No. He's the one who saved me.

I'm not having a headache or burning up so it's not that.

The only thing I'm feeling is horny.

I'm certain I didn't imagine what I just saw. It feels like a memory. I can tell the difference between my imagination and memory flashbacks.

God I don't want to believe it. I don't see how that could have happened.

I remember how things happened with the bodyguard. I wasn't myself. I was like the evil version of myself. That part of me would definitely easily get into bed with Lucifer.

Oh my God.

But I don't remember exactly how it began or how it ended. Am I still a virgin?

"Ms George?"

It's feels that way, but would I know? I feel like some pages of my life are missing.

Is that why he'd been so nice to me? Because we had sex?

Should I just ask him?

"Just don't touch me ok?"

He freeze.

Why does he look so vulnerable? And why do I feel like I just hurt his feelings?

And why the hell do I feel like I care?

"Sorry"

Sorry?

What?

"I mean, it didn't mean anything. It's a bad habit. Come on follow me" Yeah because you are just so used to touching women whenever you like.

He step off. You know what, I won't ask him anything.

Well not now at least. I can't like him, not just because he's the boss, but because he isn't the type of man I picture myself with.

I hope whatever he's going to do will help me figure out what is wrong with me.