"Thank you guys so much for coming tonight. Get home safe," I smiled at the lovely couple.
They had left me a hearty tip which sent me over the moon. I didn't expect hearty tips, but they were much appreciated. Especially after a long shift. I ended up clearing the table as they refused to accept my thank you before they left. I ended up in the back, placing the dishes in the kitchen.
"You're great with people," Sofia noted. "They made sure to tell me that they don't think we're paying you enough."
I laughed softly. "They were sweet."
"People love Natalia," Jasmine said, a proud smile on her face. "She even has regulars now that come just for her."
I smiled modestly as Sofia sent me a 'really?' look. "Maybe we do need to be paying you more." She crossed her arms. "By the way, Samael wants to see you. You could always bring it up to him. He's a very generous man and is always looking for hardworking employees. I'm sure he'll be understanding."
She walked away before I could even ask what he wanted with me. I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach. My eyes moved to Jasmine, but I already found her looking at me with a raised eyebrow.
"What does he want?" She asked.
"I don't know," I mumbled, my eyes moving away from her. "But I'll go see..."
I felt nervous for some reason Maybe it was because I just knew that he would want nothing good. I hadn't seen him since the incident in Lila and Rafael's apartment-The day that everything had changed for me completely. I clenched my jaw tightly as I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to his office. I needed to face it as soon as possible or else I would drive myself insane wondering what he had wanted. As I raised my fist slowly to knock, the door swung open by itself. Samael was sitting at his desk, his eyes trained on me with a coy smile on his lips.
"I've been expecting you," he said, leaning back in his chair. "Please come in."
I gritted my teeth. I knew he had supernatural powers. He was the fucking devil-Lucifer himself. But it still made me scared yet angry at the same time. He was reinforcing his power over me without even having to say a word about it like the smug fucker he was. Aries and Silas rarely showed me their demonic sides, which often led me to even forget what they were and what they were capable of doing. I sometimes forgot that they were just like him-almost exactly the same.
I crossed the threshold and entered the room. I hadn't even gotten a few steps in when the door shut behind me. I still flinched as I felt the gust of wind behind me and heard the loud slam. I tried my hardest to act confident, so I walked further into the room and stood in front of his desk. I stood still, my chin held high as his eyes remained trained on me.
He smirked slightly, his eyes raking over my frame. I scoffed under my breath, which he caught. He had absolutely no shame, but arguably neither did I. That man had absolutely no business being so attractive. He really didn't. But I wouldn't crumble so easily-hopefully. I had to believe that I wouldn't, or I just might have been on my knees in seconds. Not sexually, but maybe I couldn't make that promise.
"What do you want?" I asked dryly, crossing my arms over my chest. I was trying to keep myself in check. I feared no one. But he made me just the slightest bit uncomfortable.
"Come," he ordered.
"What do you want?" I repeated, not taking another step his way.
His smirk grew wider, his eyes moving around my face. "Are you scared of me, Natalia?"
"No. But I think it's hilarious that you think so."
I saw anger flash on his face. I almost thought theta he was going to lose it, but he simmered down quickly. As fast as the anger appeared, it was gone. "If you're not afraid of me then why don't you come closer?"
"I'm not going to fuck you, Lucifer," I growled, cutting to the chase. It felt so strange to call him by his real name and acknowledge who and what he truly was. "I'm not going to give you the antichrist. You won't lay a single finger on me."
I blinked once, and he was in front of me. Before I could even react, his fingers wrapped around my throat. I gasped as he turned my body around and shoved me down against his desk with a violent force. I lost my breath, nearly choking in shock. He looked down at me, clear amusement on his face as he watched fear grow on mine. He had the control. H knew he did. And that gave him a thrill.
"What did you say?" He asked.
"I said," I gritted my teeth, struggling to speak with his fingers around my throat, "I'm not giving you the antichrist."
"You also said something about me not laying a finger on you, I believe." He suddenly raised me off of the desk. I felt panicked as I no longer felt my feet on the ground He tightened his grip around my throat, looking up at me. I gasped, fighting against him as I clawed at his hand to free myself. I could feel his skin underneath my nails. I had even drawn blood, but it didn't even hurt him in the slightest. "You're powerless here, Natalia. The sooner you learn that, the sooner you'll accept your fate."
"L-Let," is all I could get out. I was sure my face was turning blue at this point. The lack of oxygen was starting to take over me and my panic wasn't helping.
"Let?" He asked, chuckling. "You still manage to look sexy even as I choke the life out of you. I must admit that from the moment I laid eyes on you, I wanted to wrap my arms around your neck and fuck you into submission."
My vision was blurry, black spots taking over. My fight was becoming weaker and weaker. I wanted to beg him to let go, but I couldn't get another word out. Right when I was about to black out, I heard a familiar voice call out. I was dropped to the floor suddenly. I hit the floor hard, but that was the least of my worries. I breathed in deeply through my mouth, gasping for dear life. I scurried away from him weakly, moving toward the figure in the door that saved my life-Jasmine. Her bright blue eyes looked at me worriedly as she sunk down to my level, wrapping me in her arms tightly and protectively.
"What are you doing?" I heard Jasmine ask him, apparent anger on her face and disgust in her voice. "What is wrong with you?"
"That's none of your concern," he responded passively.
"It is. She's my friend. So what are you doing with her?" I could hear the anger and pain in her words. I clung onto her forearm. I didn't want her to let go of me. I feared that I wouldn't last another second if I did. I had only stared death in the face once when I was a kid and found out that I was violently allergic to pineapple.
"You know she's sleeping with your brother and Aries, correct?" I heard him ask her. I stiffened, hoping she wouldn't be angry with me-or disgusted even. We were friends, after all. I didn't exactly lie to her, but I didn't exactly tell her the truth. Which, in simpler terms, meant that I withheld the truth. And that, in itself, was lying.
She paused, looking down at me briefly before looking at him. "I had a hunch. But what does that have to do with anything?"
"They weren't supposed to touch her," he growled, the anger once more on his face. "She was supposed to give me my spawn-the antichrist. But she refuses." His cold glare went to me. I looked away.
"That's a lot to ask of her," Jasmine said. "You have many loyal followers who would kill to be in her position. Why don't you find someone who actually wants to do it?"
"They are pure human. I need a nephilim."
"She's-She's-" Jasmine breathed out in shock.
"Yes," he said. "She is half human, half angel."
"I'm sure you can find another," Jasmine mumbled as she stroked my hair comfortingly. "Threatening her doesn't do any good. And hurting her certainly doesn't."
"And why should I listen to anything you say?"
"Because I'm your daughter," she snapped. "It's the least you could do."
"You care for her?" He asked. He let out a scoff as she nodded. "What a pity."
"My brother and Aries have been nothing but loyal to you," she reminded him. "Allow them what they want just this once."
Lucifer scoffed once more. "I'm the Devil, darling. I don't give a fuck about compromising or being fair." He said no more, folding his arms behind his back and turning away from us. I was hoping that was him allowing us to leave.
"Come on," Jasmine urged softly in my ear. "Let's get you home."