This is part two to Lucifer's Kiss. I had started it and posted a few chapters but pulled them down because I was having trouble finishing it. I'll be honest, I'm posting it because a sweet reader asked about it. I do intend to finish it this time, so thank you for inspiring me :) Also, some things happen in this story that I took big liberties with. I sincerely hope they don't happen in real life.
Remember this song :)
A lovestruck Romeo sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Finds a streetlight, steps out of the shade
Says something like "You and me babe: how 'bout it?"
Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo. You nearly give me a heart attack."
He's underneath the window; she's singing, "Hey, la, my boyfriend's back.
You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that.
Anyway, what you gonna do about it?"
Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start
And I bet, then you exploded in my heart
And I forget, I forget the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame
Both dirty, both mean, yes, and the dream was just the same
And I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?
When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeah.
Now you just say, "Oh, Romeo, yeah. You know, I used to have a scene with him."
Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die."
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
I can't do the talks like they talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'll do anything for you
I can't do anything except be in love with you
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, the bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die."
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
And a lovestruck Romeo sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade
And says something like "You and me babe: how 'bout it?"
"You and me babe: how about it?"
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Chapter 1: Looking for Juliet
"Robert sent me a wonderful gift," He groaned as the girl in the gray suit sat down opposite him and Mac assessed her emotional makeup in a second, it was what he did, she was a mousy thing, needy, he could work with that, "I'm gonna be whacking off thinkin about you later..."
Mac watched her for a trace of disgust and she didn't flinch, she wasn't easily scared or amused, this one was going to take work, but that was ok, he had nothing but time. She made his dick hard in that fancy suit, even though she was not his type. She was blonde and Mac liked dark haired girls.
The girl made no reaction as he slipped his hand down and under the table as if to stroke himself. If she thought he was going to jerk off, she still didn't flinch. That was one for the unnamed girl, zero for Mac, he would keep score in his head, the scales would tip in his direction soon enough.
He was good at this, good at getting into the female mind, finding out what made a woman tick and then exploiting it.
"Robert too busy with his other clients," He leaned forward to meet her eyes, "Not that I'm complaining, you sure are easy on the eyes, much better to look at than his old ass. I'll be seeing you in my dreams if you know what I mean."
That was a lie, he only thought of the only woman in his life when he jerked off, Claudia, the one that got away from him. She was the reason he was there now, she was and always would be his obsession. Mac had no moral code about lying to this bitch though, his code was simple. Do not hurt children, everyone else was fair game, and anything else was fair game if you wanted it bad enough. He was all too happy to take what he wanted, even here.
"Mr. Garcia, I hardly think..."
"Then don't think beautiful," He crooned to her and made eye contact with her, "So did they tell you I'm fucked in the head."
"I believe in innocent until proven guilty Mr. Garcia." She answered and he voice skipped just enough to let him know he got to her.
"How idealistic of you," He read her name tag, "Leslie, may I call you Leslie?" He asked with a flirtatious raise of his eyebrows, easy peasy she would be.
She didn't answer.
"You can call me Mac, Mr. Garcia is my father," He said, "Shouldn't we be on a first name basis if you're trying to...get me off so to speak?"
He smiled, and the girl smiled back, it was a start.
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There was no excuse for it and Leslie didn't give fuck all anyway. The time that she spent with him made her feel alive like she had never felt before. It was wrong, she knew that, but from the first time he locked the door in the attorney/client room at the jail, she was hooked. The man could do things with his hands and tongue that made her hair stand on edge.
It started with an innocent touch of his foot to hers under the table as they sat opposite each other. That had been weeks ago, and now he had her legs over his shoulders as she scooted to the edge of the chair.
Even though she had been warned about him, she had assured her boss she could handle it, handle him. But it seemed, after all, he was handling her. She would gladly be his slave now, do anything he wanted, and somewhere deep down inside of her she knew she was signing a contract with Lucifer himself.
She didn't care.
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Leslie drove all the way to Oklahoma city once she figured out where the lady agent had been transferred to because he wanted her to do this. Mac had some kind of sexual hold over her almost from the start and now when he said jump she asked how high? It was insidious how he slithered into the dark places of her mind, how he knew just what she wanted.
Robert had been right about him, he'd cautioned her about Mac's good looks and ability to be charming when it suited him. She had been sure she could resist, Leslie had been sure this was a way for her to move through the ranks of the public defender's office, but now she was on the road to hell.
When she went to the building, Claudia's name was nowhere to be found in any directory. Posing as a woman in need of Claudia's expertise in profiling, and flashing her Utah bar identification, Leslie was able to find out that Claudia was on maternity leave. It cost her all day, filing a phony report on behalf of the Utah police department, but she got the information she wanted.
The other woman, the one who was the queen of his heart was due to give birth in seven weeks. Leslie hated her, but she was afraid to go back empty handed more.
The bitch was pregnant. Robert had told her all about how Mac had been caught; the lady FBI agent had lured him into a trap and people said she fucked him. Mac wouldn't confirm or deny it when she had asked him, but now she had her fucking answer didn't she.
Online at a local coffee shop, Leslie had been able to locate Claudia's address, from a DMV website only available to law enforcement. It had taken hours and it wasn't easy, the woman didn't even have Facebook, she had no social media at all. This woman was in hiding and Leslie was pretty sure she knew why.
It was because of him. It was because of the baby, his baby.
She drove to the little house in the suburbs of Oklahoma City and watched the house for what seemed like hours from a bush across the street. Finally, the woman came out of the front door with a huge pit bulldog on a leash and Leslie snapped pictures of her as she walked by the bushes that Leslie was hiding in.