The smoky club was barely lit, but nearly full. In the dim light, extra overhead lights were flashing as bodies pressed themselves together. It was a seedy out-of-the-way place, and that was exactly why she chose it. Hips were moving in tandem with the beat of the bass. As more and more bodies made their way to the heated dance floor, she could feel more sets of eyes on her.

The techno beat was loud and fast. Every time the bass hit, she could feel its effects go straight to her core. Every nerve ending in her body was on fire with anticipation and excitement. Her breaths were heavy, labored with lust and need.

She threw back two glasses of champagne (it was her mother birthday and she want to drink a few glasses)before moving to the dance floor. She had on a black leather mini skirt, her long muscled legs on display for all hungry eyes. Her skin was soft and smooth, recently waxed, begging for contact. Her high-heeled black leather boots were sexy and teasing on their own. She forgot to wear panties. On purpose. Her shirt was black as well, completing the look of his fantasy. It was sleeveless and tight, so unbelievably tight.

She didn't pay any mind to the fact her twins brother Hector Morningstar would say she looked slutty. In fact, she welcomed the label. She liked the heated glances her appearance caused. She wanted them to undress her with their eyes and get drunk on their lust. She liked that she appeared easy because she knew men were thinking about taking her to bed. She wanted them to want her, only because she knew they could never have her.

Her skin was pale, was tantalizing, all eyes were on her. Moving towards the center of the dance floor, she lifted a hand and crooked a finger, beckoning a nearby blonde to her tempting body.

The young man smiled, thinking it was his lucky night. It wasn't often a girl this hot called him out to dance. His eyes ran up and down her body; yeah, he'd get lucky tonight. She dressed like she wanted it, tight shirt, short skirt, long sexy legs. He was going to give it to her, all right. Making his way to her, he started to dance next to her. "I'm Kyle!" He leaned towards her ear and yelled over the music.

She just smiled. He was surprised she didn't offer a name back. He watched her lift her arms over her head and sway her hips side to side, in perfect time with the beat of the music.

Aria's eyes locked onto her lover's and she refused to look away. Turning her perfectly plump red lips into an innocent pout, she pressed her backside against Kyle's groin. She covered the backs of his hands with her palms.

Hector laughed at his twin sister behavior. They were impulsive and unhinged. Many of the people who had met them and Kali said that they were worst than the boogeyman of the supernatural himself, though those people could be counted on one hand. They held no regard to human life whatsoever. Their only rule was not to touch a child, and they had a tendency to kill rapists. If you dared touch or hurt one of them the other would quite literally unleash hell upon you. They were known to lash out, especially when their other twin was hurt or angered. Never touch one of the twins, that was the unspoken rule in the Morningstar family and in supernatural world..

He watch from the VIP section as the girl he had eyes on at the race basically make eye love with the bartender's body. Being the possessive bastard he was, he was beyond pissed. The girl may not even know who he was, but she was in his club. She shouldn't be trying to bang the help, but him! That bartender may have an extremely buff boxer's body, but he was built like a swimmer. He could last a long time where that thing would probably go for the quick knock out. He knew what he wanted and he wanted it now, but he also knew not to jump in feet first without having the whole picture. So for now, he would sit back watch, brew, and plan. That girl would be his before it was said and done.

He had never seen anything more appetizing in his entire life. He had to cross his legs to hide the growing hard on the sight from the dance floor was giving him. To think he had tried to get the DJ to start playing the newer stuff, like dubstep. He would have never seen that if the DJ had listened. The way her hips moved to the beat was way too damn sexy. The look on all the faces dancing next to her spoke volumes too. They wanted her as much as he wanted her. As the song ended, he'd thought he'd cum just by the sight of that grin on her face as she looked back at that damn bartender. She opened her mouth to speak, but he seen her look at her phone, say something to the bartender, and then head towards the door. She left. She actually left.

She was a smart person. She knew she was. Other people knew she was. No one ever questioned her competence or her amazing law prowess. She was top of her class in . She worked for the best police station at L.A there was.

It was a conversation she was finding to be well overdue. She knew she should have said something a lot sooner, possibly around the time she began getting jealous of anyone so much as eyeing Lucifer up, but she wasn't willing to admit she felt anything for him then.

It was also because she had never met anyone like Lucifer Mornigstar. It seemed like such a cliche and she hated thinking about it in those terms but it was the truth. She tried. Oh did she ever. She tried loving another person and she even got engaged but it turned out that one look, one touch and one kiss from Lucifer and she was a goner.

One being her crush on Pierce, which she can't shake. Another being the jealousy she still feels whenever Lucifer takes interest in someone that's not her. Sometimes she felt like she'd never be able to let go of the thing she and Lucifer could have had, but the Lieutenant having come into her life had slowly changed that.

Her thoughts cut by Lucifer exited by his bedroom wearing the suit Hector and Aria had gotten him for his birthday four years ago. It fit him like a glove, hugging all the right parts.

Lucifer was wearing a grin that grew bigger as he saw her standing there. "Detective! I'll be with you as soon as we're all finished here. Unless you want to join in.''

''Shut up ,Samael''said a female voice walking out of the bedroom. She was a vision in a long, a face rivaling Aphrodite the god of love and beauty that can made the hearts of everyman, stop beating for a moment from her breath taking beauty. Her her long hair falling over her back like a waterfall of heavy, thick, ebony curls and waves. Her blue eyes were made up dark and dramatic, her lips plump and bloody red, and her pale skin literally glowed. . She looked like a beauty from the 50s, iconic and untouchable

The clothes they saw her standing in were ones the girls of the camp normally saw on the runway or on celebrities; clothes you couldn't just purchase in a normal store. The jewelry she wore was made of the finest, rarest gems. It wasn't just the fact that she dressed good, looked well, that her makeup was applied tastefully and natural, or even that she possessed materialistic things an everyday-person could never, ever effort for himself; it was also the way she carried herself, how she moved, and how she spoke.

She stared and she could feel her scowl creep across her face and before she could stop herself, she slapped him hard across the face. "I'll wait for you out there. ''

Kali rolled her eyes before twirled for her husband, "How do I look?"

"Fuckable," and he let the fire in his eyes show his wife the truth. He smirked, "Oh and every inch my hell queen."

Kali flushed, pleased, "Perfect let's go and ruin some peoples days."

"Amen." Lucifer couldn't resist one tap to that perfect ass.

Her laughter flittering across the path and onto the clearing to the house. The bot immortal were both still laughing as they walked downstair the club and neither of them saw the mortal who was watching from the bar .Neither of them saw his frown or anger and pain…. Or her jealously.

It didn't stop her from being eaten alive by jealousy at every kiss.

She had to believe that he could be hers and only hers, because that's how she did things in a romantic relationship.

After the eppearance of his wife She felt invisible, like she didn't matter, even though he went out of his way to tell them who she was. She felt like her world was going to split in half, and the jealousy and pain was very familiar to her, as it is what she felt when Dan had begun to spend all his time at work just to escape going home with her.

She almost collapsed as soon as the doors closed behind her, because she had the feeling that he would never use her first name again. It felt like goodbye, as opposed to a goodnight. She knew this was neither of those things, at least not in the literal sense.

It was however, the end of their relationship before it got anywhere. And she had been so hopeful when she got to do the actual talk that he'd see sense.

Words Linda once told her during one of their tribe outings now made a lot more sense. You can't change someone who doesn't want to change.

Neither of them was willing to compromise.

He was right.

They just weren't compatible.

To continue or to be a one stop?