The Cursed Human

A carriage parked right in front of the mansion. His eyes were glued on the door as he felt presence beside him.

“Who are they?” He whispered as he looked at the woman getting out of the carriage. The way they were dressed in elegant dressess proved their regality. Bright colours danced around as few women stepped out of the carriage.

“Seems like someone of important status.” Draven whispered as he felt himself looking at the carriage too.

“My lord!”

Their breathed got caught in their throats as their eyes landed on the woman who was still half inside the carriage. Lucifer felt his hands sweating as his eyes landed on bluest one he had ever seen. He felt himself drowning in the ocean of the blues of her eyes. Yellow wasn’t his color but the way yellow dress hugged her curves drove him insane. He had never saw a exquisite beauty like her. The white long gloves shielded her arms from sun tan as a nicely bloomed yellow rose rested on her hairs.

“My lord!”

“Jesus!” He heard Draven breathing out. His friend had same expressions as him.

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“What is it?” Lucifer asked but his eyes were still lingering on her. He wanted to devour her like a fine wine he ever had.

“They want to talk.” Michael glance at the carriage and pointed towards the women standing there along with two men.

“I’ll see to it.” He said as he squared his shoulders and moved towards them with Draven trailing behind him. The more his feet take her closer to her, the more erratically his heart beats.

“Prince Lucifer.” The woman bowed and looked past his shoulder. “Prince Draven”

“Rise” Draven mumbled as he looked at Lucifer.

“Her royal highness, Princess Melissa Garcia.” The woman bowed towards the young woman.

“Your highness'” Melissa bowed down as she glance at two god like creatures standing in front of her.

“Call me Draven.” Draven quickly said while he smiled at Melissa. Lucifer felt his throat tighten as he glanced at Melissa looking his way.

“Draven… I presume… Lila; my escort and Tonya; my maid.” She hinted towards the women who were standing next to her. “We were just passing through this town and due to all the tardiness that my maids showed…. we delayed our visit to Zhoutis.” Melissa pointed towards the carriage.

“We would like to spend few days here… in your grand mansion…. if you don’t mind” she sweetly smiled at Draven and stole a glance towards Lucifer. The way the strands of hairs were sneaking past her bun were enough to drive any man insane.

“No! We don’t mind!” Draven said quickly as he placed his arm on Lucifer’s shoulder bringing Lucifer to reality that he seemed to invaded.

“Y.. yes!” Lucifer followed after.

“Where’s luggage?!” Draven asked as he walked towards the carriage. Melissa looked at Lucifer while Draven started moving her luggage I side the mansion.

“You seems familiar, Your highness.” Melissa smiled at him as she moved closer. Lucifer looked bewildered at her as he trued to form words.

“Lucifer! Call me Lucifer.” He said while the urge to push the strand of hair away from her face become strong. Melissa noted the look on his face as a smirk formed on her lips before she moved impossibly closer to him. Her hands covered above his chest as she stood on her toes and whispered seductively near his ear.

“I prefer… Luc.”

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Sarah’s p. o. v.

I laughed.

Oh my god!!

The Lucifer loved someone other than himself.

Wow! What a hilariously undigested joke.

“I’m telling truth!” Victoria scoffed angrily.

Wait what?!

“Are you for sure?” I asked again but there was no sign of humor on her face. She was serious like always.

“Yes! And why would I lie to you?!” The anger and disappointment in her voice shook me off guard.

I turned around and looked at the painting. Sane hairs. Same strikingly beautiful eyes, same aura yet different emotions. I still remembered the last time I encounter her painting.

I almost get assaulted by demon himself.

One thing kept lingering in back of my mind. If he loved her that much than why I’m playing her part? Why was he having me around? Simple yet relevant, why am I here?

Unknowingly my fingers hovered above her face, tracing the rough texture of the canvas. She seemed so real and realistic and at the same time she looked out of this world. The moment I saw this painting in Reynes I felt a sudden connection to it or maybe a connection to her.

Melissa.

Where was she? Was she dead? I don’t even look like her then why I’m between this mess.

“Lucifer loved her and so does my brother. They knew about each other’s feelings but never admitted.” They knew each other? Like they really knew each other?

Bravo!

Curiousity get the best of me and I couldn’t stopped myself from asking.

“What happened then?” I mumbled but my ears were eagerly waiting for her response. I heard her sigh and the sound of ruffling.

“They were friends…. Best friends. Let’s just say Melissa’s death tore their friendship apart.” Victoria said but loneliness in her voice was as clear as day.

“Something happened…?” I tested the waters and asked.

“Misunderstanding happened..” She whispered and I didn’t missed the slight shiver in her voice.

“Why didn’t they sought that out?” I found myself asking again.

Why do I care? None of them acted nicely to me! Then why I am feeling sorry for their long gone friendship!

“It was too late to work things up. Their hatred for each other grew as years passed, making them cut each other’s throat the very chance they get. Their love get replaced by hunger for power, jealousy, ego…. hatred.”

I listened to the words wobbling out of her mouth carefully, assessing each and every word. I suddenly felt sorry for their loss. She looked past my shoulder, at the painting and continued.

“Lucifer become emotionless, more dangerous than he already was, more powerful. He became the true definition of hybrid; a merciless being. But unlike Lucifer, my brother never switched off his emotions”

Was that supposed to make things better! Her brother tried to rape me, he tried to hurt my dignity. My soul was already tainted by Lucifer’s darkness and I had little less of light left inside me.

“Draven…. was a good brother, in fact awesome but after Melissa’s death he broke down completely. He didn’t knew how to react unlike Lucifer.” Her death wasn’t his fault. Monster or not, no one deserved to feel the feeling of loneliness.

“How did she died?” I mumbled calmly but turmoil of emotions was creating chaos inside me.

She looked at me as she sniffed the air. Her expressions changed into one of neutral.

“Maybe some other time.” She said and before I could blink, the door of the room got slammed against the wall.

“VICTORIA!” Draven growled loudly as he stepped inside the room. The hairs on my body stood erect. The look on his face looked murderous and satanic.

I glance at Victoria through corner of my eyes as I tried to back away from his line of vision. This man is irrational.

“I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL FUCKING KILL HIM!” He shouted at her but the bored look on her face was making him more furious.

“You found out.” She breathed out.

Found what?

That was the first time I saw his expressions change from rage to normal to sympathy in few seconds.

“You should’ve told me Vicki.” He sounded hurt. And the look in his eyes was something I was familiar with…. betrayal.

“What’s left to tell?” I didn’t knew why but something was off about Victoria. Whenever I thought I’m getting to know her, the more mysterious she gets.

I had no idea what they were talking about but whatever it was, it sounded rather private.

“You are my sister! I deserved to know!” He snarled at her. His expressions again turning into one of anger. He punched on the side wall as all the painting in that wall shook with the impact.

I don’t want to know what would happen if the wall would get replaced with my face.

“Yes, exactly! You deserves to know with whom your sister has been sleeping with, right?!” She snarled back. The look on Draven’s face was void.

“I deserve to know who’s child my sister has been carrying!”

Carrying what?!

“You don’t care!”

“I do! But you….” He pointed his finger at her. “… you don’t understand me… you can never understand me….” He whispered broken. His voice almost shattered at the end. I didn’t wanted to hear their family issues but this was really heartbreaking.

And most importantly Victoria was pregnant?!

“Drave-” Before she could call him, he walked away. Her sorrows flowers through her eyes as she collapsed on the couch. This was bad beyond imagination. My heart slipped a beat looking at her broken face.

“Victoria are you oka-”

“No!” She cried and that’s when my humanity decided to kick in. Without further due I engulfed her in my arms. I was well familiar with feelings of helplessness and loneliness. Somewhere deep down I saw myself in her. Trying to put hard face but soft heart inside.

“It’s okay. Let it out.” I whispered as I let her cry on my shoulder. Crying helps, it heals your mind, it lessen the burden that your heart had been carrying since eternity.

She wrapped her arms around me and cried on my shoulder. She needed someone at this time. I knew how it felt to cry alone, having no one around. It stings to knew that you are alone and that feeling of loneliness is something no one wanted to feel.

“I ruined it!” She sobbed while shedding her emotions off. I rubbed her back soothingly as I tried to calm her down.

“I destroyed the sibling bond!”she cared. She cared too much that it hurts her. She loved her brother and he loved her too but the way of showing is different.

“You didn’t.” I assured her. No brother could hate his sister no matter what she had done.

“I was supposed to be responsible for my actions but… I… I became selfish… I become self eccentric.. I gave into my desires!” It’s okay to think about yourself. Loving yourself isn’t selfish. Everyone deserved self love. Getting pregnant was never in her wish list but whatever happens it happens for a reason. Maybe God has something blissful planned for her.

“Don’t say that! You deserves happiness Victoria. Souls like yours deserves all the mind blowing memories; beautiful yet memorable.” My words seemed to calm her senses as I felt her stop shaking. She sat there in my arms as I rubbed her back affectionately.

“Okay! So let’s get to the point, who’s the father of the cutest kid resting peacefully in your womb?!” I pulled away and wiggled my brows, tried to look funny. And I succeeded as she laughed. This was my motive; taking her mind off depressing memories.

“He…” She laughed loudly as she rubbed her flat belly. The softness and love in her eyes described how much she loved the father of her child.

Okay now! I’m pissed at Draven! He should have listened to what she had to offer!

“Oh come on! Don’t be shy!” I lightly punched her shoulder as she smiled looking up at me. Her eyes shinned brightly but as soon as light can either disappeared.

“But I am supposed to hate him!” She scoffed but the way her eyes were looking at her belly I dictated how much contradiction her words held.

“No you don’t! Come on now! Is he handsome?!” I joked as I widen my eyes in interest.

“Very much.” She shied away as her face turned red.

True love.

“You are making me curious now! What is his name?!” I exasperated while I tried to hold my excitement. Her eyes fluttered as she smiled at me. That lucky man.

Victoria is a gem, only good gem cutter can identify. She rubbed her belly lovingly while I smiled at her too.

“Falcon.” She said.

What?!