You were the daughter of a top ceo. Your dad made you go with him to a business meeting. It was on a yacht somewhere in France.

You were just looking out on the sea before feeling someone’s presence behind you.

“Excuse me, I don’t think we’ve ever met. My names Lucifer, what is yours?”

He asked softly before taking your hand in his and gently kissing it before he raised his dark red eyes to gaze into yours

“You’re Mr. Jones daughter, correct? I’m his business partner.”