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Chapter 9 - I Can Bring the Hell On Earth!

Camelia's POV:

I finished my breakfast hurriedly and followed him inside the car.

After getting married to Derek, it was the first time, I was outside. I was looking at the outside scenery of the car.

Even though I was going to the hospital, it felt refreshing. It would be nicer if I could open the window.

Suddenly, I remember that I still didn't know his name. I turned my head to see that he was furiously typing something on his iPad.

Should I ask him? He seemed busy. I was fidgeting with my fingers.

Just let it go.

I already wasted his time. Besides, I wasn't comfortable talking with him. The way he looked at me sometimes, I felt scared. Felt like he might want to eat me whole.

This man was a mafia. But his extraordinarily handsome face didn't look like a mafia. Here, he was sitting wearing an Armani suit and didn't look less than any supermodel, straight coming out of the cover page of a fashion magazine.

To say the truth, looking at him was so pleasant to the eyes.

I retreated my gaze from him realizing that I had been staring at him for a minute already and looked outside again.

"Camelia?" I snapped my head, hearing him calling me.

"You were staring at me just now. Do you want to ask me something?" He queried, still staring at the iPad screen.

My eyes widened a bit. How did he know, he seemed so immersed in his work, so I didn't call him.

"H-how did you know? You were looking at the tablet." I said.

"I didn't have to look at you to know that you were staring at me. My instincts are strong enough to tell me that." He stated.

Then finally he moved his eyes up and looked at me.

"What did you wanted to ask me?" He stared at me, straight in my eyes. His gaze was soft yet hypnotizing. I felt like his deep green eyes were calling me.

"Camelia?"

My reverie was broken when he called my name again.

"Um. Y-yes. W-what is your name? I still don't know your name." I questioned and by the end smiled nervously.

His lips curved into a smile as his eyes watched me with an amused look.

"My name is Lucifer, Preciosa. Lucifer Martinez." He answered.

"Lucifer?" I asked again, was unsure if he was kidding with me.

How can someone's name be Lucifer?

"Yes?"

"I never heard someone of this name. Why would want to name his child as Lucifer?" I blurted but instantly covered my mouth. Did I just offend him?

"My daddy dearest thought this name would suit me the best. Lucifer is the King of the hell and I am the one who can drag the entire hell on the earth for some people." He stated. His statement sent chills in my body even though I was sitting inside a nicely air-conditioned car. I looked away from his penetrating green eyes quickly.

What did he mean by that he was able to drag the entire hell on earth? I was scared and chose to keep my silence.

We reached the hospital. I got out of the car and followed Lucifer inside.

It was a huge luxurious hospital. Only 5% of people could afford such type of place.

Every staff greeted Lucifer when they encountered us. Lucifer was impassive, ignoring everyone. He got inside an elevator and I followed him.

We got down on the third floor and he entered a room. I saw doctor Melissa was already sitting there.

"Lucifer, Miss Camelia," She smiled.

Lucifer said, "Melissa, start with the examinations fast. I don't have much time."

Melissa nodded and called two assistants of her.

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Finally, I was done with the tests. They had done an X-ray of my chest, hands, legs, CT- scan, and MRI of my head. They also drew my blood and my urine sample. When I asked what it was for, they told me that they wanted to make sure I wasn't infected with any diseases. It was like they did a thorough examination.

Melissa took me to another female doctor, who asked me about my last sexual encounter, last period, if I was on any pill or implants. I told her that I was on a birth implant.

It was forcefully done by Derek. He did it so that they could torture me and fuck me like a cum dumpster and it wouldn't cause any pregnancy. It was the only good thing they did. I would rather die than carrying a child of one of the monsters.

She told me that the implant might cause a hormonal change in my body later and I might feel discomfort. She advised me to take it off.

Melissa also suggested that. But I hesitated. What if someone forced me again? I couldn’t afford to be pregnant.

Melissa must have realized my worry and so assured, "Dear, you are in Lucifer's care. No one would ever dare to touch a single hair of your body without your consent. You can be 100% sure that, after this moment, if you want to have sex with someone, you will do it because you want to do it with him, not because, he forces you."

I still didn't want to. I shook my head.

"Well dear, we won't force you. It's up to you. Whenever you feel assured and feel like cutting it off, give one of us a call. We will go and do it for you." Melissa smiled, giving me assurance. I smiled at her.

Getting your own opinion valued by others, it was a great thing. It gave a strong feeling of self significance. After a long time, I felt it.

In Derek's mansion, I was nothing but a beautiful doll. My job was to serve them, please them, being played and tortured by them. I had no feelings or rights.

I had a mouth but I couldn't speak. If I dared to speak anything for myself, it would get me worse punishments. Derek might be easier on me with punishments, but that person wasn't.

He was a sadist, he took special pleasure punishing me, it would turn him on more. He would violate me as long as he wanted.

One thing confused me. Melissa also asked me if I took any drug or was given any weird injection. I never did any drug in my life. But I could faintly remember that Derek would give me some injection if I screamed or cried in pain while they tortured me much. And I told Melissa about that.

Why did she ask about the drug? Could it be that what he gave me was any kind of drug? Because after getting injected by it, I would feel numb.

However, after finishing with the tests, finally, when I was done, Lucifer took me back to his place.

"Preciosa, behave and don't try to escape. If you escape, the first person to capture you would not be me, it would be Derek." He spoke, making me shiver in fear.

Patting my head, he headed outside. I entered my room and quickly took a warm bath.

Coming out of the bathroom, I changed into a simple full sleeve t-shirt and pajama. Sitting on the bed, I was drying my hair with the towel.

I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said with a frown. A maid entered my room.

"Miss, it's already 11 pm. Would you like to have some light snacks? You came from outside, you may feel hungry." She said.

Honestly, it wouldn’t be bad. Right now, I really was feeling a bit hungry.

"Okay," I replied.

"Miss, meatballs and cheesecake, are those okay with you?" She queried.

"I am not picky. Don't worry." I smiled at her.

"Okay, Miss."

She got out of the room and within two minutes, returned with a tray. She uncovered the lid and showed me the items.

To be honest, I was drooling after getting a view of the dishes. Meatballs, cheesecake and a glass of water.

"Miss, this is mild spicy steamed meatballs, made of tender lamb meat. These are very healthy. Our chef made it especially for you. Please enjoy." She smiled at me and exited the room.

I took the fork and took a meatball inside my mouth. It was so delicious. It was so tender, mildly spicy and a little sweet at the same time. I gobbled them up within a minute. The cheesecake was also good.

The food at this place was extremely good. Always so tasty. Even today morning, the simple sandwich was great.

The chef of this place might be an experienced chef of any five-star restaurant before. Eating the delicious snack, I lay on the bed.

I didn't realize when I fall asleep. I woke up when someone called me.

"Miss, get up. It's time for lunch."

"Miss!"

I got up rubbing my eyes.

"But I ate a while ago." I yawned.

"Miss, you have to eat properly. You are so skinny." She spoke.

I went to the bathroom, splashed water on my face to erase the remaining sleep from my eyes.

After coming back to the room, I told her to bring lunch in my room. She nodded and brought the lunch in my room.

I ate the launch and took my medicine. Even though I slept a while ago, I still felt sleepy. I slept again.

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