Lucien's POV

I was sat on the couch in the dimly light room. I could hear the shower running as I thought of Freya, she was the angel in my darkness. She was so pure; after all she had been through, she remained strong and I loved that about her. I found myself smiling as thoughts of her clouded my mind. I hated it; how one human being could have such an effect on me. It wasn't meant to be like this.

I thought I could forget my plans but Aurora made me remember why I needed to do this.

My phone rang, snapping me from my thoughts...

Niklaus calling... A smirk rose to my lips. This will be fun.

Pressing answer, I didn't even need to press the phone to my ear before the roars could be heard "WHERE IS SHE? IF YOU SO MUCH AS TOUCH HER..." I listened. Oh if only he knew...

"Hello friend, to what do I owe this lovely pleasure" my tone patronising.

"I KNOW YOU HAVE MY SISTER. I WANT HER BACK" he screamed down the phone. "Come and get her" I challenged "You know where we are Nik, just think..."

"Stop with the games. TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE. I WILL KILL YOU"

"Enough with the threats Nik" I spoke calmly "We were such friends but now you will pay for all you have done to me"

"I killed Aurora" I could hear the smirk in his voice as he said it.

"I DO NOT CARE ABOUT THAT BITCH" I spat.

"He who followed her around for centuries like a lost puppy" he laughed on the other end before I heard Elijah say "Idle chit chat. Brother, we need to save Freya from the devil himself, let's not waste anymore time"

"I'll be waiting" with that I hung up.

Freya's POV

The hot water came over me like a waterfall. I sighed in bliss. It felt nice. All the dirt and grime from the past twenty four hours washing away.

My eyes fell shut and my mind drifting to Lucien. NO. I snapped them open. It was as if I could feel his hands all over me. It brought me excitement and disgust all at the same time. I frowned before turning the shower off and stepping out.

Picking up the large white towel I wrapped it around my body and started drying myself off. I looked to the side where I placed my clean clothes, the clothes Lucien had gotten for me. I didn't know how. Was he planning this? Had he brought other girls here? I shook my head as I ran my fingers through my wet hair, using a smaller towel to dry it off.

Why did I even care?

Lucien's POV

I had just gotten off the phone with Nik as I heard the shower stop then I heard footsteps coming closer until I saw her bare feet standing there.

I looked up at her. She stood there smiling. God she looks so beautiful. I could feel as my body reacted to that thought. Her slightly wet hair hung loose, coming just below her shoulders. She wore a blouse that was a little too big for her petite frame and a pair of shorts that gave me the perfect view of her long creamy legs "I see you found the clothes" I said huskily, my arousal clear in my voice.

"Thank you" she whispered as she averted her gaze, a small smile present on her features.

Something had changed. She seemed... content. Her anger had apparently slipped away.

I walked over to her, lifting her chin up to make her look at me. Studying her. I could no longer see any trace of anger in her pretty green eyes. Apparently she could read my thoughts as she began to speak "Accepting your love is like dancing with the devil but I can't fight it all the time, it's making me weak and I don't want to be weak" I noticed the single tear as it slipped down her cheek but I didn't say anything as I just let her continue "I can't let you kill my family Lucien. I just can't, I love them but I also love you. But I won't let you kill my family and if I have to die trying to save them I will"

I sighed "You're quite something love" she bit her lip as she looked at me before making her next move which surprised me "I'm surely going for hell for this" I heard her mumble, clearly not meaning for me to hear, then she leant in and kissed me.

Freya's POV

I just wanted one more night with him. No drama. Just us. I knew there could never be an us. Not in reality.

He was right, I was fighting it don't feel guilty for wanting want you want his earlier words echoed through my mind, only problem was I did feel guilty. I was going against everything I believed in. Everything I ever wanted. Family was all I had ever dreamed of my entire life and now I was sleeping with the devil.

Just one more night my mind repeated and that was it. I leant forward and kissed him.

I could feel his shock but it didn't last for long as I felt him kiss back. My back hit the door frame. I could feel as it scratched at the skin and apparently so could he because he quickly spun us around before hooking my legs around his waist. He hoisted me up without breaking the kiss that was becoming somewhat frantic. I moaned into his mouth as I felt his hand creep into my hair. He pulled my head back rather roughly as his lips travelled down my neck. I couldn't hold the moan back even if I tried. I was practically shaking in his arms.

My mind was screaming at me to stop but I couldn't form a coherent thought. He filled all my senses as he sped us to the bedroom and dropped me on the mattress before climbing on top of me.