8. Lucifer

Lucifer

"You rule Hell. How can you not find my son?"

Lucifer hardly kept his wrath in check. His hands were clenched into fists so tight that the skin turned white. Tension coiled inside of him as the veins on his neck and forearms bulged, threatening to burst from his skin.

Satan refused to let Sadie free from the depths of Hell unless Lucifer agreed to take his throne title as Prince of Hell. He had no choice if he was to save the woman he loved. She was the only thing that made him willing to make such a sacrifice.

Lucien's unyielding determination and devotion to Sadie would only break her heart. Being stuck on his throne meant he would never see her again.

Their only option to be together was to pull her out of Hell himself. But he couldn't do that until he had their child. He wouldn't leave Hell without his son.

He felt the faint heartbeat within his soul; the subtle rhythm was the only link he had to his child. It had been hundreds of years, and he had failed to keep his promise to Sadie.

His brother and Constance continued to jump from Earth to Hell and back again. The remaining fragments of his hopes and dreams fell apart. The delicate balance he had walked for so long was exhausting.

Each time he bid farewell to Sadie, a piece of his soul shattered. Every goodbye kiss lingered on his lips despite the heavy toll on his body. He was plunged into a state of profound melancholy, which threw him into a murderous rage. The goodness within him eroded as though crashing waves continued to toss him against a rocky shore.

The ominous clanking of the metal on Satan's armor echoed through the chamber as he stepped toward Lucifer. Each footfall sent a thunderous rumble against the cold stone floor. Despite the intimidating display, Lucifer stood still, refusing to flinch, as he had anticipated his father's reaction. Satan raised his fist and delivered a blow with the force of his darkness behind it.

Lucifer sailed across the room and slammed into the obsidian wall. He roared as the phantom shadows encircled his limbs and held him against the wall. Lucifer's strength was nothing compared to his father's, as Satan's throne fed him the powers of the underworld.

"Before you ascend your throne, I will destroy the sentimentality within you."

Cain strolled into the throne room, dragging a naked and restrained Sadie along with him. Lucifer's eyes went wide at the black rings coiled around her neck and the snacks that encircled her wrists.

"Let her go," he snarled.

"As if you're in a place to tell me how to handle my prize."

Cain grinned wickedly as he yanked the chain hard enough that she stumbled over her bare feet. With her bound hands, she couldn't brace her fall. She cried out as her knees hit the stone floor.

"Sadie!" Lucifer bellowed, struggling against his bonds.

"Quiet, or I will gag you," Satan commanded.

"Touch her, and I will fucking tear you apart, Cain. I will dismember you and scatter your parts to every realm of Hell," he promised.

Satan waved his hand, and the darkness entered Lucien's mouth. He continued to thrash as Cain stroked Sadie's cheek before smacking her so hard she fell over. Her whimpers filled the chamber. Lucifer's soul was set ablaze.

"Father invited me to provide entertainment as you ascend your throne."

Cain roared as he turned his body inside out. His jet-black horns didn't twist like Lucifer's; instead, they conformed to the shape of his head as though slicked back. His forked tail swung slowly from side to side. His body didn't glow in ethereal glyphs, but the etchings against his dark skin looked like his body burned from the inside out .

He approached the fallen Sadie and whipped her cheek with his tail, slicing it open. Blood trickled down her cheek, reminding Lucifer of the first time he saw her on the lane hundreds of years before. Would she forgive him for standing aside as his brother assaulted her again?

Sadie yelped as Cain's tail whipped her ass. No one had the right to make her cry. The bands around Lucifer suppressed his powers, but his fury bubbled beneath the surface. Any more, and he would erupt like the volcano the castle stood upon.

Cain clawed at Sadie's plump breasts and flicked his tongue against her buds. His lips trailed down her soft stomach, burning her skin. She shrieked as he bit into her hip, tearing into her flesh like an animal. He dug into her wound with his finger and used the blood to circle between her thighs.

Lucifer watched in horror as his brother positioned Sadie on all fours, facing him, and positioned himself behind her. She screamed as he thrust himself inside her. He yanked her hair and forced her head up. Her eyes were closed, so he couldn't communicate with her, but his brother's dark eyes were full of mockery.

"I fucked her like this every day for months after you left her. Nothing about her was innocent anymore."

When Satan pulled his eldest son away from Sadie, he picked her up and forced her to sink on his cock. Sadie whimpered as he snapped his hips furiously, almost tearing her apart.

"I see how you fell for this one. Her cunt is squeezing my cock like a sleeve. How many loads do you think she could handle? "

The air around Lucifer trembled as his eyes blazed with a hellish intensity. His power erupted like a cataclysmic eruption, shaking the foundation of the dark castle. He twisted in unbridled and wild rage. The chains that held him were obliterated. Liquid fire ran through his veins as a thunderous roar broke free from his chest.

The powers of Hell might belong to his father, but he had angelic powers within him. His desire to save Sadie was stronger than his desire to kill his father and brother, and that set him free. In that moment, he became a force of nature that couldn't be stopped.

"Let her go!" His powerful bellow cracked the stone walls around him.

His father and brother stepped away from the weeping woman. Lucifer wrapped her in his arms, only to discover she wasn't Sadie. She was a succubus in disguise.

Lucifer's heart began to beat.