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This chapter is from Lucifer's point of view after he found out who Nikki's dad was!

Thanks to all my faithful readers!

To marhie:

I love the story! Please email me so we can talk! I'm begging!

To Kath:

Wow. That's kinda overwhelming! Thanks a bunch! You gave me the perfect idea for the end of the story! And Nikki is only 17 years old in this story, and the drinking age is 21, so she is underage. So, Lucifer will not be taking Nikki out for drinks on their first date. And although you think it's a cheesy idea, their date is going to be very different from what you are visualizing. Not just lunch I assure you. Thanks again!

And lastly, to elaina:

In regards to your question, I do indeed put some of my friend's habits and common phrases into my characters. Nikki's best friend Polan is based on one of my best friends Claudia and Lucifer has some of my boyfriend's habits. Even so, Nikki is completely unrelated to me.

And remember my policy about updating! This is the last chapter that I will remind you, but it's still true, if you don't review I don't update!

-KieliGirl

Chapter 10

I stared up at Nikki with tightly reigned in shock. It couldn't be. There had to be some mistake.

Armand had tried countless times to impregnate the female devils of the Underworld to no avail, and after thousands of years, he had given up. How could it be possible for Malachai to create this beautiful woman before me? All my years of logic told me that it was impossible!

And another thing, Armand had told me that Malachai was the one with bad intentions. He told me that Malachai wanted to stop him from taking over the human realm as well when he had pleaded for me to be on his side all those years ago. Yet Nikki was proof that Malachai wasn't evil at all, wasn't bad, or at all horrible as his brother had said about him. A woman, a very kind woman had loved Malachai enough to become his bride, whether she knew about him or not. And Malachai could love. I could tell by the way he now looked at his daughter on the staircase.

I plastered a convincing smile on my face. "Yes I did. We were just talking about you my dear." Nikki blushed brightly at my words and descended the stairs to me. She was now wearing a black zip-up hoodie that she left open so I could still see the creamy skin along the neckline. I clenched my fists. That jacket clung to every curve of her body, enhancing her figure as much as possible because of the black. It took extreme self control not to take her right then.

She stopped beside me and shuffled her feet nervously. "What were you two talking about?"

I smiled at her affectionately. "Nothing Nikki. Shall we go?" I held out my arm for her like men did back in my favorite time period, the Victorian Era. She blushed again and slid her arm through mine and stood close to me. I gritted my teeth at the sensation of her breasts brushing my arm. I could feel her heat through my black silk shirt.

She waved goodbye to Malachai as we headed to the door. "Oh and Damien." He said, his eyes smoldering. "Don't forget what I've told you."

I politely opened the passenger side door for Nikki as we approached my sleek black jag. She gaped at the car and looked at me. "Are you rich?" She asked incredulously.

I smiled. "Independently wealthy. When my parents died they left me their unlimited fortune. I was the oldest of three brothers you see, so I got it all." I gestured to the open door. She climbed in and I used my powers to flash myself into the driver's side door and forge memories of me walking around and getting in normally in Nikki's mind.

She leaned over and watched me curiously, sending me a nice view of her bare breasts encased by a black satin bra. I groaned inwardly as I felt my body jerk with want. This woman was conspiring to kill me. Slowly. "Brothers you said?" She asked me. "What were they like?"

I swallowed my need. "My youngest brother's name was Magnus, and he was a real good boy. Angelic looks, golden hair and blue eyes, with a tall lithe figure. Never had much muscle, but he packed a hell of a punch. He was too nice to ever hit people anyway." I paused as I thought of the reality of Magnus. He was exactly as I described, and was a god of fairness and justice. He allowed those who were killed unexpectedly or murdered unjustly to visit their loved ones in dreams one time before they passed on. And then he sent one of his nymphs in the night to carry out justice. He was a very well liked deity.

"What about your other brother?" Nikki asked me.

"Of course, his name was Erebus. He was the responsible one, despite the fact that he wasn't the oldest. He always felt upstaged by me so I tried to make him feel as comfortable as possible, but he never had a malevolent thought about anyone. He looks more like me, with the black hair. But he has the blue eyes, like our mother's. I have my father's eyes." Erebus was a god of infatuations. He was actually the god of love, but not the official love god like Eros, because his arrows only caused temporary love. He was popular with people who had a long time love interest who didn't feel the same. And most of the time, after getting to know the person, the love interest fell into deep passionate love with that man or woman. And occasionally he was summoned for his own body. He was my height and very muscular. He could've been my twin except for his eyes, so he was a hit with one night stands. He'd quit that when he fell in love with one of Magnus' nymphs and married her.

Nikki smiled tenderly at me. "I'm glad you got your father's eyes then. Because yours are beautiful." She reached over and gently touched beneath my left eye with her fingertips. I closed my eyes and leaned into her hand. It had been so long since I'd felt a woman's touch. Tenderness was so foreign to me that the tiniest touch sent shivers through me. I opened my eyes and looked at her.

I wanted her. I wanted to steal her away to my secret place where no one would ever find us, where I could make her a goddess and we could be together forever. But it couldn't be. She couldn't love someone like me. I was a monster. Whenever I was with women then were only in it for the sex. They would use my body to their hearts content until they were sated and then push me away once they were finished, regardless of my own needs. And if I allowed them to see my true form they panicked and I had to kill them to keep my identity a secret. No one could ever find out. Nikki could never know. I would always have to be on my guard around her for fear I would slip up and she would see. And since my true form was so powerful, not even my parents' magic would be able to erase it from her memories. And then I would have no choice but to kill her.

I saw a flicker of something in her eyes that I couldn't identify. It could've been fear, anger, happiness, lust, anything. It was disorienting that I couldn't tell and incredibly frustrating. I reached out with my powers to read her mind. And got nothing. I reached out again. Still nothing. I gave up, shocked. She was unknowingly using her powers to block me. Did she unconsciously feel my prying in her mind? There was no way to tell. But she was using the powers she'd inherited from her father to block my mind reading.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked her in a deep voice. She blushed hotly in embarrassment, which was suspicious, and shook her head quickly.

"N-Nothing!" She said equally as quickly. "So," She continued, changing the subject. "What kind of food do you want for lunch?"

I watched her heatedly, allowing my want to show through my eyes. Her lips moved so sweetly when she spoke… "Italian." I said without taking my eyes off her.

She looked at me nervously. I was scaring her. I closed off my expression so it showed friendliness instead. "If that's okay with you of course." She smiled and nodded, feeling at ease immediately.

"Of course it is. Does pizza qualify as Italian? Cause there's this awesome place downtown that serves the best of the best. They were voted "Best Service" "Best Pizza" and "Cleanest Kitchen" awards for the past eight years." She looked at me hopefully. It was obvious Nikki loved that place.

"Pizza sounds good." I said in an amused tone. She smiled and crossed her legs as she turned to look out the window. Her skirt rode up several inches, sending my thoughts into a whirl as we began to drive. This was going to be a long day.