"Kali I would like a word with you." The queen of hell heard the voice of Amenadiel speak to her.

Every time Kali heard her address her-She knew she'd be in for one terrible time. She turned around to the face the favorite son of God and didn't even bother to be nice to him.

"What do you want?"

"Can we speak privately?"

Kali sigh before he move to make her way up into the penthouse. It wasn't long just an elevator up, but it felt like forever.

"He doesn't really care you know," Amenadiel spoke and Kali crossed her arms over her chest.

"Who? Lucifer?"

"Yes, he just felt bad for you."

"Did he now? Well then let me just pack my bags and move back down to hell." Kali replied voice dripping with sarcasm.

Lucifer had warned Kali about his brothets after she turned up on Earth. He knew they'd try everything in they power to get Kalj away from him and the queen was't going to let that happen.

"It's true, I heard him talking about it with that detective." He pushed

"Listen I have no idea what this is about but it's not going to work. You can't manipulate me, but nice try." Kali moved past him and to the bar behind her to grab a drink.

"I see, sorry for wasting your time. But you'll come to see it's true soon enough."

Amenadiel nodded and headed for the elevator. Little did Kali know he already had a plan brewing and it was already taking place. He just needed her close enough to him to work. And standing with Kali in the elevator gave him the perfect chance. The doors closed and it was like she was never there.

Kali sat on the sofa and let out a sigh. Every time Klai saw one of Lucifer brothers she just wanted to send them back to heaven herself. Kali had the chance to, every time ahe saw them. But Kali didn't want to hurt Lucifer by doing so. Hearing the elevator doors open Kali didn't even look at it as she spoke out.

"I swear to your my father in law if you don't leave I will throw this glass at you stupid angel."

"Well sorry to disappoint you but it's me," Maze said as she looked at her queen.

The demon saw in the quuen eyes the pain and Maze nodded before she pulled out her daggers and looks at Kali.

"I'll go take care of him," She says and swings the door back open and walked out of it.

"No! Mazikeen!" Kali shout as she vault over the couch and chase after her.

She had grown away from Lucifer after what Amenadiel and Lucifer had done to her. But since Kali never used her in any way she was still protecting her. And not just because Kali was the Queen of Hell, it was because Kali was her friend. Kali caught up to the demon and tackled her to the ground. Kali both went down with you being on top of Maze. The demon moved to where she was on her back and Kali was hanging over her. Kali grabbed the daggers in her hands and tried to take them which made her wrestle them away from her.

"He hurt you! So I'm going to make him pay!" Maze said from under Kali and squirmed as the queen of hell tried to take the weapons from her.

"Yes he did and I promise you can hurt him later." Kali countered and finally wrestled her daggers from her.

Kali breathed heavily as she sat up so you were sitting on her hips. To anyone around it looked like quite the scene but at the moment you didn't give a shit. Kali looked down at Maze who had a seductive grin on her face and Kali squinted at her. She watched as Kali chest rose and fell and her squint turned into a glare.

"Man does this bring back memories." Maze chuckled and placed her hands on the queen hips.

"You're a very dirty demon,"Kali said as Kali got off of her. "And no going after Lucifer."

"Fine, but remember you promised I could hurt him." Maze said as she got off the ground.

"Yes, Maze I'll remember." Kali nodded and handed her her daggers back

Kali turned around to see Lucifer looking at the two of them and seemed relieved that it didn't turn into a huge fight. Not that Maze would ever fight Kali, she's made that very clear. Kali walk up to her with Maze behind her acting like nothing happened. It wasn't the first time Kali've had to tackle her and it wouldn't be the last.

Kali turned her head to face Lucifer and set the glass on the table in front of her. The tense was seemed betwwen them.

Amenadiel 's words were ringing in her head but you pushed them away. Nothing could ruin what she and Lucifer had, not even Chloe. Lucifer grabbed a drink from the bar and put quite a bit in the glass. Meaning it was most likely a long day for him.

"What was the case this time?" Kali asked and stood up from her spot.

"Jealous girlfriend, she didn't like that her boyfriend was meeting up with his ex." He grinned as he sat down on the piano bench.

"Sounds fun." She smiled and walked up to where he sat.

Kali..''

"Stop talking." Kali says quickly feeling her heart break, as forces himself to take several calming breathes, "Why?" she asks stuttering the word out, there being pain in her voice as tears come to her eyes, but she forced himself to ask as she needs to know why.

''You said forever."

She was ready.

"I meant it."

''I lo...''

''What? Love me?"

It was a challenge. One Lucifer wasn't sure he was ready to meet.

''You stopped loving me. You're not spending time with me or your kids anymore because the only thing you care about is that stupid barbie doll''They stared at each other for several long, tense moments before Kali finally dropped his eyes..''You are not the same man anymore and i understand it but you stopped caring for me and Hector and Aria. Your son found his mate and he wants your help but you are running behind the police pants. Aria's mate left her and wants her daddy to reassures her by threatening to kill the stupid boy and your brothers attacked me...''

''What?''Lucifer's voice is shaky and raw.''How dare to touch my ..''

''Now you care?''

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Lucifer raged, his face red as he stood over Kali threateningly.

"It's called an emotional affair, Lucifer. You are going to someone who is not your wife to fulfill your intellectual and emotional needs. You're sharing jokes with her, giving her a part of yourself that used to be mine. What did I do, Lucifer? I don't want to lose you, but I can't live like this. When did you fall out of love with me."

"Fall out of love with you?!" Lucifer gaped. "Do you even hear yourself? That is the dumbest thing you've ever said to me."

Kali looked up at him then, her eyes haunted and wrecked. Lucifer was shocked at the pain reflected in those eyes she had loved so much.

Had.

The word stuck, frozen in her mind.

"Kali," he whispered, frightened at his own thoughts. He fell down onto knees next the woman crumpled on the floor of the bedroom they shared. Gripping her face, Lucifer brought Kali up for a kiss, rough and demanding, needing them both to know how much he loved her, still loved her through it all.

"No,Kali, no. I love you. I still do. I always have. I always will," he said cupping the woman's jaw and placing kisses all over her face till he felt Kali gently push him away.

"Then why does it sound like you are trying to convince yourself Lucifer?" Kali asked sadly. If Lucifer couldn't convince himself let alone Kali that he still loved her then there was nothing left to be said.

"I think it's best if I go now. . I don't think there is anything left to be said….do you?" Kali continued looking down and refusing to meet Lucifer's gaze..

"No, my love...Kali I.."

"Kali, please….don't. Just go." Lucifer said still refusing to look up until he heard Kali leave the room and the front door of elevator slam behind the woman.

Kali had achieved what she had so desired. The only problem was — it didn't feel as good. It didn't feel as blissful and powerful to wear the crown, give out orders and be the sole regal, so instead, Kali found another goal for her to reach to.

And this goal, was to get revenge on her husband, wreck his happiness and take away whatever hope he had of a better life, kick him down like he did to her, strip him from his glory and make him see that he had messed with the wrong demon. See, if he really thought that he could turn his back on the Shedevil without any consequences, he was gravely mistaken.

And Kali was going to make him see that.

Oliver Queen knows he has feelings for Aria. He's known that for a while. At first, he thought he cared for her the way he cared for Felicity, but a few kind of kinky dreams showed him that was definitely not the case. Still, he's never really thought to apply the word "love" to how he feels about Aria. Feelings, yes. Caring, yes. Occasional hot dreams that require a cold shower upon waking, yes. But love? Oliver's never really felt it in this context and he really doesn't know what he's looking for.

FLASHBACK

Oliver stopped into a bar for hustle some pool and play cards. He was cleaning up nicely until a young woman swaggered in. She observed Oliver keenly and then inquired, "Where did you come from, Slick?"

Oliver glanced at her and replied casually, "Star City. Who wants to know?"

Aria smirked, "Ask anyone here who I am. The question is who are you?"

"Oliver " volunteered Oliver, stretching his arm out for a handshake.

Instead, Aria grabbed his hand and pulled the handsome young stranger close up against her. She murmured, "Whatever. Wanna fuck?"

Oliver was mesmerized by the intense blue eyes staring at him, but he hesitated and quipped, "Aren't you even gonna buy me a drink or anything?"

Aria guffawed, "I'm not asking you for a date, Princess, just a fuck."

"In that case, I'm afraid I'm busy right now," sassed Oliver as he turned back to the pool table.

When he smoothly completed his turn, he had won yet another game and the other players were groaning goodnaturedly and paying up.

Aria shook her head and remarked, "Hey, you're pretty good. Looks like you're costing my friends a lot of money."

"A man has to eat." Oliver grinned. "You up next?"

"Oh, I'm up," Aria leered. "But I never pay for it."

END FLASHBACK

Oliver Queen could not believe that after his broke au with Felicity , and the death of his mother and Lauriel ,he found someone to love. Aria Morningstar came in Oliver's life with sarcastic mood and blue eyes full of hardness and cunning. Oliver looked the woman right in the eye and the world around him fell silent, silent and still and everything turned cold and pulsed with electricity. He wondered to himself, as he tried to remember how to breathe, if that was what it felt like in space. If the shock of the moment, the deafening silence, the lack of oxygen to the point you felt like you were suffocating, was as close to the feeling of empty space as he would ever get.

And then Aria opened his mouth to throw threats and sarcastic comments as the world set itself into fast forward, a whirl of bright color and lightening under Oliver's skin and his heart leapt for reasons he'd never understand. Somewhere in the distance he was sure he could hear the bomb siren, signaling the end of all things. He could hear the crumbling of Star City outside his window, the dying cry of voices and the thunderous roar of the ground opening up and swallowing his city whole.

He had told by Constantine about Aria`s real form about her powers and beings the daughter of devil. He never care but Felicity wanted Oliver Queen so badly.

And now after three years Oliver Queen sat on VIP couch in Lux waiting for Aria.

"Oliver"

Their eyes lock. Oliver's are unwavering from Aria's; their breaths rising into the humid afternoon swelter. They sync up, flow in tandem as they are wont to do. There's no room for a smartass remark or a cocky smirk. This is a moment in a separate space in time. A conversation that can only occur through feeling and intuition. No words need apply.

Oliver's mouth opens, flutters and finally spills forth into a coherent collection of sounds. "I miss you." The tone is neither hard nor soft, just Carter in his clearest intonation.

"I miss you, too." And Aria does. She really missed Oliver more than she ever expected to. The feeling doesn't freak her out or leave her shaken up. It makes her hot, fills her with passion and she knows she's on the verge of getting addicted. Scratch that, she's addicted.

The hands in her hair resume their stroking. The humid air is full of billions of air molecules and the particles between them are charged. Natural attraction in its purest form. The current between them is something more than intangible like the heat of the sun or the lapping of the ocean kiss against the shore.

She can easily blow what happens next on a mild case of heat stroke or convection currents. When Oliver leans into her mouth, the world blurs and explodes to white. Aria has never been passive, but at the moment, she can only follow. Follow behind Oliver as he leads them into the cool darkness, as compared to glittering sunshine, into the house and up the elevator.

What happens next is a first.

Aria always gives. Her hands, her mouth, her ass. Oliver takes with his hands, mouth and cock. He pushes Aria inside her room and kicks the door shut behind them. Not that he really has to. Hector is gone for the day; Lucifer and Kali are out doing whatever. They are an open secret, if ever there is such a thing.

They can do hard or slow like everyone else, but there are times, like now, when the only option is to sit back and let Oliver decide to direct them. Aria keeps up, kissing Oliver like her life depends on it. Sucking on hia bottom lip the way he likes. Rolling her tongue against Oliver's palette.

Oliver takes no heed of his own obsession with order by tossing the various pieces of his suit here, there, and all across the room. In a second, he's naked. Pale muscles flexing and bunching as he straddles an equally naked and hard. There's no real foreplay, just pure and natural urgency.

Then, she's off like a shot, riding Oliver like a jockey in the Kentucky Derby. Oliver wants hard at breakneck speed; Aria can only follow.

The low noises that Aria makes cause Oliver's balls to draw up. Aria goes back to sucking on his lips, biting his neck, kissing him so hard until his vision flashes with spots of white and black as oxygen-deprivation starts to take over.

Aria has made her point and Oliver agrees wholeheartedly.

. Aria lays sprawled across Oliver's chest, caught between wakefulness and the warm security of unconsciousness. It's comfortable to lie like this.

She was blinded by envy. Scorching hot envy. Jealousy had slithered into her veins like a venomous snake, filling her heart with poison. What Kali was about to do was against everything she'd been taught by her elders. She sat inside a salt drawn circle and began to chant an incantation in Latin. Tears streaked down her face, quickly replaced by crimson blood as the furniture in the room started to tremble. The lights in her bedroom flickered on and off and the salt that she'd poured around herself was beginning to blow away. An invisible force had trespassed into the realm of the living and she was determined to bind it forever to herself.

With every passing second, her strength escaped her. She held on to remaining reserves of energy and completed the spell.

Ater ignus, fusce fume.
Te evoco ut potentium tuam monstres.
Cupidibus flammis hic veni.
Caelo sub isto, harc arborem consumo.
Lucem tenebrasque tuas monstra.
Impetuum tuum evoco ad devorandum.
Hanc arborem ac omnes hospitas devora!

The temperature in Kali's bedroom had drastically dropped. She could see her own breath, which meant that she was here. She'd done it. She'd successfully completed a spell that had never been practiced by any other witches over the world. Kali had tapped into magic that was so dark, it was forbidden. But she didn't care. All she wanted was him, and if this was the only way to make him love her… then she was more than happy to sell her soul.

I had a thought about killing Chole. Your opinion? ?