He ran, trying to save himself. He watched his prey through the cameras, saving himself making him smirk. The victim tried to turn the knob while glancing repeatedly at the black door located on the other side of the room. He got bored of seeing his victim trying to save himself, his gaze darkened and he begin to walk towards the room, whistling his melody, unbuttoning his sleeves and pulling them up.
The victim shivered in fear as the black door opened up, came in a tall, well built, dashing fair skin figure, he gazed the victim through his light grey eyes, his maroon lips curved into a devilish smile, death!!
The victim yelled and backed up, crying and crying, begging and begging, but the man wasn’t bothered, he had a reputation for being heartless, he walked towards him while giving the tool in his right hand a shake, it was a dagger.
“ P-P-Please......” The victim said, body already bruised and wounded badly, the man laughed manically. He stopped as he reached the victim, he bent down to meet his eyes that were full of fear.
“ I think you forgot, please is a word used among humans, I...am a Devil” He said, looking him in the eyes before slitting the person’s throat without mercy. Enjoying the view.
He continuously stabbed him, keeping that devilish smirk of his, pulling the dagger from the victim’s heart, he brough it near his lips, smelling the blood with his eyes closed, he then licked the blood off the dagger.
He begin to laugh maniacally seeing the person dead, he begin to bang the floor while seeing the now dead body in front of him, pale.
“ I didn’t even begin and you left?? Ahh, your weak” The man said, getting up. He left the after taking care of the mess. Guards bowed down to him as he walked outside the “Dark House”. The car door opened by his driver, he got in while wiping the blood off with a handkerchief.
The man with no fear or guilt was known as Lucifer Kray. Showered with great wealth ever since he was born, competiting to win something can be tough, but when it is something that Lucifer wanted, the competitors had a tougher time.
Under his presence, no-one can utter a word. He holds such power and influence on people that no-one ever in the Kray family would have ever imagined to even witness. He’s young, cold, handsome, intelligent and successful.
He stared outside the car window, closing his eyes he rested his head against the seat, smirking.
Luna came inside her house, she saw her parents smiling at her from the living room, she smiled back at them.
“ How was the interview??” Her mother asked with her sweet smile,
“ It was okay....” Luna replied, sighing,
“ Don’t lose hope honey” Her father said knowing his daughter’s mood was off.
“ Come sit here” He said pointing towards them, Luna walked towards them, she sat in between them and hugged her parents,
“ Ahh, even though I studied hard, I can’t seem to find the a job” Luna said expressing her sadness.
“ Come on sweetie, cheer up, I will go and make your favourite chocolate cake, what say??” Her mother said smiling, Luna looked at her mother and smiled, kissing her mother’s cheek she replied,
“ Thank you mum, I don’t know what will I do without you two” Luna said, her mother smiled at her before getting up, her father chuckled and patted her head,
“ You will be fine, after all you are our daughter” Her father said smiling, Luna hugged her father while resting her head on his chest, watching the T.V with him.
Luna was an intelligent girl, she was 18 and had already finished studying business, she was homeschooled by her parents. But her luck didn’t seemed to work, she got rejected after every interview she did, which bothered her. However, she never stopped smiling or being playful. She knew very well that being stressed out about something won’t solve any problems, but she couldn’t help but to be sad about it as that’s the human nature.
Her parents were going to leave on a vacation to Europe, meaning she was going to be home alone, Luna knew the real reason for their soon absence so she didn’t fussed about it. Knowing it is something that they can’t reject.
Lucifer entered his bedroom, losing his tie, he stared at his family portrait hung on the wall across from his bed, he smirked before turning his back on it, he took off his shirt, revealing his toned and well built body, black ink drawn all over his right shoulder and arm, his waist had a devilish tattoo, represnting his devil. His wrist had a tattoo of a joker, he walked towards his bathroom, and closed the door behind him.