Lustful Paradise

Lisa looked up at the man who had shot Lucifer, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at him with hatred. "YOU!!!"

"Yes, it's me, bitch. The one and only Dominik Scott!" He said and took a few more steps forward before stopping and aiming the gun at her head. "You didn't think I would let you get away with it, did you? Haha!

Now, I'll make sure you die along with your son!"

Dominik smirked and cocked the gun, his finger hovering over the trigger. He liked the look of terror in Lisa's eyes, and it turned him on more than anything else.

"I've been waiting for this moment, Lisa," he said as he licked his lips, enjoying her fear and pain. "To see you on your knees, begging for your life. To see your beautiful face full of tears and despair. And to watch you die a slow and painful death."

He took another step forward and moved his finger closer to the trigger. "It's a pity that I couldn't enjoy your body first before killing you. But at least I will get the pleasure of seeing you suffer and die. Hahaha..."

As she listened to his words, Lisa could feel her blood boiling inside her veins, and her vision went red, an immense anger overwhelming her entire being. The only thing she wanted right now was to tear him limb from limb and rip him apart with her bare hands.

However, all of a sudden, a strange sense of calm washed over her as everything around her became quiet and distant. It felt like time had stopped, and all that mattered was the man who was standing in front of her, holding the gun pointed at her head.

She looked into his eyes and saw nothing but malice and hatred. His finger was twitching on the trigger, and he seemed ready to pull it at any second. Lisa could see her death reflected in his eyes, but she didn't feel afraid anymore.

Instead, her eyes held indifferent contempt, as if he were nothing more than a fly buzzing around her head, waiting for her to swat him away.

The very next moment, Lisa's lips curled upwards as she stared at her soon-to-be murderer, and she let out a sinister chuckle.

Dominik was taken aback by her reaction, his expression turning to confusion as he stared back at her in silence. The sudden shift in Lisa's demeanor unsettled him. He couldn't understand what she found so amusing about her current situation.

After all, she was still kneeling on the ground while her son was dying next to her, and he was standing just a few steps away, pointing a gun at her. It made no sense at all for her to be laughing like that.

"What the fuck are you laughing about?!" Dominik shouted at Lisa. His anger grew stronger with every second, and he could feel the rage taking control of his mind as he raised his voice.

However, Lisa continued to chuckle, shaking her head at him. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was another burst of laughter. The sight of Dominik getting angrier with each passing moment filled her with amusement.

She could tell that he was trying his best to resist the urge to pull the trigger. It was obvious that he was on the verge of snapping.

"Aha, haha, hahaha! I'm laughing... at how pathetic you are." Lisa smirked at him and gave him a look of contempt. She didn't even try to hide her disdain for him, as if he were nothing but a worthless piece of trash, which, in her eyes, he was.

"Huh? W-What did you say, bi...." Dominik growled, about to curse at Lisa with all his might, when suddenly, his whole body froze as something caught his attention. It was the sight of Lisa's bright red eyes that caused him to stop mid-sentence.

They seemed to glow in the dark parking lot, radiating with immense power and authority that he could feel even from where he stood. The air around her rippled as a faint crimson aura emanated from her body, causing him to take an involuntary step back as the gun trembled in his hands.

'What... the fuck... is this? What is happening?!' Dominik thought as he took another step back in fear and disbelief.

'Her eyes... they were blue... so blue that I was drawn to them. And now they're...

red?!'

Dominik was frightened by what he was witnessing in front of him, and he could feel his heart pounding hard against his chest. But before he could react, a dark fire engulfed him as he was lifted into the air, surrounded by darkness, unable to move or make any noise.

At first, he didn't feel anything, but then an intense heat began to overwhelm him as it seeped into his skin. The burning sensation sent shivers of agony through his veins, and soon enough, Dominik was screaming in pain and terror as it overwhelmed him, but no sound came out.

His throat felt scorched, as though he had swallowed acid. His limbs trembled as the flames seemed to dance across his body. It was torture. Agony like he'd never known existed.

In a matter of seconds, every part of his body felt like it was about to melt away into nothingness, but the pain did not stop. It continued to grow stronger, the fire licking at every inch of his being like thousands of hot needles piercing into him over and over again, consuming him whole.

Dominik struggled desperately against his restraints but could not break free from the black flames that bound him. He could do nothing except suffer as he waited for the inevitable end to come.

This went on for what seemed like an eternity as the flames devoured him alive, and then... nothing remained. Not even ash. Only silence...

When Lisa looked back at her son, Lucifer, she clicked her tongue and ran a finger through his hair. He was still bleeding, and his heart rate was slowing down with each passing second. It was clear that Lucifer was losing his life fast, and he needed help.

But, instead of crying in sorrow or sadness, her face showed signs of annoyance mixed with impatience as she looked down on her son and watched him slowly die in her arms.

Without doing anything else, she waited in silence, but even as it seemed that Lucifer was on his last breath, nothing happened, which again made her click her tongue in displeasure.

She wanted to say something, but in the end she just shook her head, letting out a sigh as she rose up on her feet, staring at her son's weak figure on the ground.

The next moment, she waved her hand, and the blood on the ground began to move as it coagulated, flowing around Lucifer's body in the air and gathering at his wound. Then, the coagulated blood entered his wound, healing it without a single trace remaining.

The color soon returned to Lucifer's skin as his chest rose with shallow breaths. He was still unconscious, but there were no signs that he had suffered any serious harm anymore.

"It seems we won't have a dinner date tonight." Lisa muttered and held Lucifer in her arms before disappearing from that place in a flash.