chapter 1

Abigail POV :

"Oh come on, Sammy it's not that bad it's only for 2 weeks," I said to my bestie as I followed her in the kitchen in anger and disappointment.

"Uhh nope, we are not going do you get that. we have work to do this week PLUS my mum is coming "she said as she threw herself on the kitchen counter.

"Man I'm going by myself then, " I said to her looking in her eyes so she could change her answer. After seconds of no one saying nothing, she agreed to come with me. I and Samantha will go in 3 days to Paris to the most romantic place you could ever think about.

"However..." she smiled at me giving me a little wink

"What" I whined at her.

"After the holiday you ...are going to clean and do the groceries for 5 days " she smiled at me knowing I can't reject it.

"Deal bitch " I said as I shake her hand

AFTER 2 DAYS

"Your mum is going to break your legs and fight you with them," I said as I moved next to Samantha seeing that she broke her mom's TV.

"This costs like more than my freaking job in a month  "she cries out loud

"How did you even break it ?" I said as I sat on the couch. Playing with my hair.

"I got mad at the game... and .and I threw the controller at the TV " She cried at me.

"It's fine     (sarcasm)    you have to sell your PlayStation for that you know?" I questioned her she nodded like an innocent person that she is not.

I had to make something for us to eat or even order something. I pulled out my phone and I ordered Chinese food.    After hours of us eating and gossiping about every girl in the town. Sammy fell asleep on the couch.

I got up from the couch and got a blanket to cover Sammy up. After me cleaning our apartment for tomorrow to be neat so we won't do any cleaning tomorrow.

I went into our room and began to pack our things. I needed so bad to move out of this apartment because it only had one bedroom. That made me and Sam share a bedroom and things get messy here with her so sometimes I sleep on the couch or sometimes we sleep together. Well, there is a little kitchen and a bathroom even a living room that I and Sammy would be in every day and night.

Today was the day I and Sammy will went to Paris and had the best time there. I did my morning as usual and I walked up to the sleeping beauty on the couch. To get herself ready even though there might be some hope me and Sammy will make it to the airport at the right time. She did her morning routine and after some time she came up to me like a sloth. Sammy said, "I hate you for this " she rolled up her sleeves to look tougher even though she looked funny.

AFTER SOME TIME

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The plane was loud and I hate it, it was even harder for me not to scream at a child to stop kicking my chair.

However, I and Sammy were in Paris and that was a good thing. As I talked to the worker from the hotel to give us one room there was this big, rough and intimidating man that just went in the line cutting me and the woman off.

"Hello I am looking for Anthony Davis I am his friend and I need to talk to him, " the guy said.

"Yes sir there is no problem with that he is in room 106 on the left side at the lift " the woman smiled at him and gave keys to him as she knows him for years. Wasn't she supposed to ask him questions about him or things like that?

The guy went fast at the lift and pressed the button fast and he entered the lift and closed it.

I and Sammy were confused but didn't ask any questions because we aren't nosey people.

As the woman gave us the keys and instructions were to go. Sammy went to buy us goods from the shop. I was left alone in the lift. Still thinking of what food will Sammy get me.

I got out of the lift and headed into our hotel room. I saw room 106 and I felt sensations crawling on my spine making my head spin 3 times.

"Please I promise I have kids, I have children I can't leave them alone " someone begged like there was no hope.

I looked to see from where the crying was coming from. I did badly for turning to see what it was.

The same guy from half an hour ago was holding a pistol at a man's head. the man looked like he was in his late 40s.

He was on the floor begging the guy not to shoot.

I was staring at what is about to be a murder in my face. The guy shot the man in the head.

Lucifer's  pov:

"Have children and a wife you love them huh? Why then I see you every day at clubs and not caring that your family is starving to death stupid bitch?" My eyes were on him and I couldn't see any reason why I shouldn't kill him.

I glanced to my left and there was a woman with brown hair, green eyes that you could stare at for years and not get tired to look at'em.

She looked terrified but didn't say anything. She looked at me and she started to move backwards and tears were in her eyes I could see her red cheeks from far away. Terrified she was, however, she went into her room, I couldn't do anything but only call my men to clean up this mess.

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