Lustful Paradise

An intense rage began to build within him as Lucifer heard the plan that these men had for Jennifer and Jessica. He couldn't believe that someone would dare to do something so vile and disrespectful to the women that he liked.

But then again, greed and lust knew no bounds. Lucifer knew this all too well. He had seen enough in his life to understand that sometimes people were willing to do anything to satisfy their desires, no matter how wrong or twisted they may be.

They wouldn't care about the consequences of their actions or the pain they caused to others, as long as they got what they wanted in the end.

But Lucifer wasn't going to allow it. These women were important to him, and he wasn't going to let anyone hurt them or violate them. They were his to love and cherish, not to be used and abused by others.

The thought of these two men thinking that they could get away with raping his lovers made him feel even more angry and determined to put an end to their plan.

It was time to take matters into his own hands.

However, at that moment, something strange happened.

No matter how hard Lucifer tried, he couldn't open his eyes or move his body.

It was as if his mind and body were completely disconnected from each other. He could hear the men's voices and understand their plan, but he couldn't do anything about it. He felt paralyzed and helpless, unable to fight back or protect the women that he cared about.

'Shit! Shit! The drug! Did it really work on me? No... That can't be!' Lucifer tried his best, but it was useless.

Then he felt someone standing beside him, and within the next few moments, both his hands and legs were tied to the bed, restricting his movements even further.

After a few more seconds, he felt the person sealing his mouth with duct tape, making it impossible for him to make any noise or shout out.

'What the fuck is going on here?! Did these bastards really outsmart me? How the fuck did this happen?' Lucifer's mind was racing as he felt two pairs of feet moving towards the door.

The more they walked away from him, the more furious he became, but the drowsiness seemed to be getting stronger too, slowly numbing everything around him.

'I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!!!!' A loud shout reverberated in Lucifer's mind. It was something different from what he was used to.

'HOW DARE THOSE INSECTS DO THIS TO ME? THEY ARE GOING TO DIE FOR THIS!!!'

'THOSE TWO WOMEN ARE MINE TO TAKE! MINE TO FUCK! AND THEY WANT TO VIOLATE THEM?!!'

'NEVER!!! THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN!!! I WON'T ALLOW IT!!!!'

'I WILL RIP THEM APART INTO PIECES BEFORE THEY TOUCH MY WOMEN!!!!'

Swish…

A dark fire burst out from every part of Lucifer's body and engulfed his entire being as though it wanted to consume him. But it didn't harm his body or soul.

Instead, it burned away all his tiredness, drowsiness, and weakness. It even got rid of the ropes binding his hands and legs and the duct tape sealing his mouth.

It was a strange kind of black fire that radiated a blue hue and a chill like that of an icy wind blowing on a winter day. However, it also felt powerful, intense, and full of rage.

When the fire dispersed after a moment, it left a completely different Lucifer behind.

There was a dark and cold expression on his face as he looked at the two men who were almost at the door. His gaze was filled with anger, hatred, and pure darkness that could send shivers down anyone's spine.

He felt powerful, stronger than he had ever been before. The fire within him seemed to be burning with a desire to crush his enemies and make them pay for what they had done.

"Do you think you can come into my room, tie me, and then go rape my women without any consequences?" Lucifer asked in a low voice, his words laced with anger. "You must have some nerves of steel to do something like that. Tell me, did you two really think that you could get away with this, Butler Alex, Chef Victor?"

When the two men heard his voice, they were shocked and scared. They quickly turned around to see the dark expression on Lucifer's face, which sent shivers down their spines.

Before they could say anything, Lucifer jumped out of bed and moved toward them with a speed they couldn't believe was possible for a mere human.

In a fraction of a second, Lucifer had closed the gap between himself and the two men who were standing beside his bedroom door, preparing to leave.

But before they could make their exit, Lucifer's hands shot out in a blur, each one grabbing hold of one man's neck as if they were made of iron.

"Grk!"

"Arrgh!"

The two men struggled against Lucifer's grip, desperately trying to break free, but it was no use. His hands were like a vice grip, unyielding and unrelenting, squeezing their throats with a crushing force.

Their eyes widened as they looked at him, terror etched across their faces as they gasped for air, their lungs burning with the need for oxygen that was being denied to them.

Their hands flew to Lucifer's arms, clawing and scratching in a frantic attempt to break his hold, but their efforts were futile.

It was like a wild dance before death as they wriggled and thrashed, their bodies twisting in agony as they fought to breathe.

With each passing second, their faces turned redder and redder, then purple and blue, veins bulging from their temples, their eyes growing bloodshot and bulging as they stared at him in sheer terror.

Lucifer, however, seemed unbothered by their plight, his expression cold and emotionless. "Don't worry, I won't kill you just yet," he said in a tone devoid of any compassion or concern. "I will have my fun first before putting an end to your worthless lives."