"I hate you more than words can describe," Lucifer growled furiously, his eyes burning like hot coals. His face was mere inches away from yours, his hands gripping your face so tightly that you knew you'd have bruises later. Your heart pounded in your chest as you stared up at him in defiance, refusing to give in to his threats.

"You think your little friends will save you? Oh, they will come," he chuckled darkly, his thumb tracing your lips. "And when they do, I'll finally have a way to break them."