Chapter 50 - Condition!

**Camelia's POV:

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"Ahhh!"

A low groan left past my lips, as I opened my eyes. My head was hurting. I felt strong arms around my waist, holding me in a vice grip. I tried to untangle his arms gently, but couldn’t. His hold was tight.

The light was turned off. But I could see the time in the 'glow in the dark' clock. It was 2.57 in the morning.

My bladder needed to be relieved. So, I put more force this time and pushed Lucifer's arm off my body.

And with this, I sensed him stirring. He woke up.

Clutching my temple with both palms, I sat up. This headache was the result of crying.

"Bathroom?" Lucifer asked groggily from his semi asleep form.

Nodding, I got down from the bed and entered the bathroom. I finished my business and returned to the room.

I was walking to the bed, rubbing my temple.

"What's wrong?" Lucifer asked, turning on the dim light. Thank God that the light wasn’t bright.

"My head is aching." Saying, I lay on the bed.

I closed my eye that’s when I felt Lucifer's hands in my hair. He was running his fingers through my hair.

"Lucifer, don't touch me." I mumbled.

"What happened again? He asked bemused.

"Everything happened because of you. I cried so hard that my head hurts now." I complained.

He got down from the bed and came back.

"Open your mouth and have this." He put a tablet inside my mouth. Then I swallowed it through water.

He lay beside me, stroking my head.

"Lucifer, don't touch me until you agree with my conditions."

"What are your conditions? Can't you tell me in the morning? You are not feeling good now. And I promise whatever your conditions are, I will agree to them all except you leaving me." Lucifer softly spoke.

"You are giving me your words then?" I asked.

"Yes, preciosa." He replied.

Judging from what happened today, I shouldn’t believe him. But I trusted him again.

My heart trusted him again. Heart is a stupid thing. Feeling contented at his reply, I closed my eyes. His fingers were doing amazing massage on my scalp; helping me to fall asleep.

The next day when I woke up, I saw Lucifer coming out of the walk in closet. He was already dressed in a suit, ready to go out. And the mere look of this handsome and sexy man was enough to ebb away my sleepiness.

Rubbing my eyes, I sat up on the bed.

"Lucifer? Why didn’t you wake me up?" I asked. Hearing my voice, he turned to my direction and smiled.

"Good morning, preciosa. Last night you got a bad headache and had difficulty sleeping. So, I decided not to wake you up. You looked so peaceful." He answered.

It was true. But I needed to discuss important things with him. I needed to claim my rights. Lucifer didn’t have any right to keep me away from my family.

If he really loved me then he would respect my wishes.

"But we were supposed to talk." I reminded him.

"You can talk whatever you want to say after I return." He suggested.

"Lucifer, please. Can't you go a bit later today? I never told you to be late or not to go. Please go after listening to me." I requested.

He let out a sigh and said, "Okay,"

He took out his phone from his and dialed someone, "I will be late today. And yeah get them ready for me."

Later, he came near the bed and asked me, "What do you want to say?"

"Actually when I talked to my mom that day-" I started but my stomach growled. I could feel my face getting red.

Shit! Yesterday too I was hungry when I was talking to him. What he might be thinking? That I was always hungry?

The last time I ate lasagna in the hotel. And after that Lucifer brought me here.

"No, I am not thinking that." Lucifer said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked in confusion.

"What you are worrying that I may think that you are always hungry. But I am not thinking anything like this. You ate a little lasagna last night and it's quite natural to get hungry by now." He responded making my mouth agape.

"How do you know what I am thinking?" I asked.

"I know many things about you and I can feel it. Whatever, at first, have your breakfast, and then we can talk. I am waiting here."

I quickly got on my toes and entered the bathroom to get fresh. After coming out, I saw Lucifer already called Margo.

"Good morning, Ma'am. What would you like to have in breakfast today? We made English breakfast. If you want something else, I will prepare it for you."

Even though I was feeling like eating sandwich, I told her to bring whatever she prepared. Preparing the sandwich would take more time. I was hungry and Lucifer was waiting for me.

Margo brought the breakfast and I dug in instantly.

I ran my tongue at the corner of my mouth and my lower lip to lick the chocolate syrup. Less than minutes, I finished the plate full of pancake and English breakfast delicacies.

Lucifer was sitting beside me, staring at me. Why was he looking at me like this?

Don't tell me that he find me gluttonous now?

"Why are you looking at me like this?" I asked him.

"Do you have any idea how adorable you are looking right now?"

Adorable! I gulped.

"Lucifer, are you out of your mind? Just now I was eating like a glutton and you are saying that I look adorable? Are you pulling my legs?" I angrily spoke.

"Why will I pull your leg? I like when my woman eats. And I find her adorable. It wants me to take you again. And I would love to lick the chocolate off your lips." He winked me.

I stared at him in disbelief.

"Which person finds a girl adorable, when she eats like a glutton? And you told me before that you find me beautiful when I read books, when I smile, when I walk and even when-" I stopped; my cheeks were in fire now.

Lucifer smirked at me.

"Why did you stop? When you are under me; writhing in pleasure. I find you beautiful always and want to take you all the time if that satisfies your curiosity, preciosa."

"I know what you are trying to do. You are trying to distract me. But it won’t work on me, mister. It's time you have to listen to me, my conditions." I spoke.

"Oh. Yes. Tell me what did you want to say?"

"Lucifer, trust is the absolute foundation of a relationship. When you brought me here, I was your enemy's wife. I thought you brought here either to rape me or sell me. I never thought you wouldn't force me. But later, by time I got to spend more days here and slowly I fell for you. I know it's stupid. But I really love you, Lucifer."

"But to keep me here you resorted manipulation. Is it something you tell me to overlook? Will you be able to overlook if you were in my shoes? And more shocking revelation was that you just wanted to have me as your bed partner, a fuck buddy; nothing more. What do you have to say?"

He took a deep breath, and looked nervous for the first time.

"May be not. I know wherever I did to keep you here was manipulation and deceit. I seldom deceive people, preciosa. But I did this to you. Do you know why?" He asked.

"Because I didn’t let you leave; I simply couldn’t. I was too proud and ignorant to see that you occupied my heart. But I needed you with me, so I followed my instinct. And believe me, for manipulating you, I don't regret a bit. If I didn’t do it then, I would have lost you. I couldn’t let it happen. The thought that you wanted to go back to your family infuriated me. I hated it." Lucifer asserted making me confused.

"The thought of me going back to my family infuriated you? Why? What did they do to you? Why do you hate this idea so much?" I questioned.

"Because I hate it when you think about anyone else except me. This counts even your family. And it was confirmed that if I let you go at that time, you would forget me after getting reunited with your family. I couldn’t let it happen. Tell me how could I let you go when I couldn’t sleep without seeing your face? You were about to take my sanity with you."

I was speechless. The more I was hearing from him, the more I was getting flabbergasted. And he was this much crazy about me?

"Lucifer, what are you saying? They are my family. Of course, I will think about it. Isn't it natural?"

"Maybe. But I can't help it. I am very possessive when it comes to you, preciosa. I want your body, mind and soul only call for me, nobody else. It may sound selfish but I don't fucking care."

It wasn’t just selfish; it was downright scary.

Whatever his intention was, but I still believed that he loved me. He risked his own life to save me without thinking twice. He never mistreated me after bringing me here. Never forced me or anything. He was dangerous and sometimes scary but I he deeply cared for me. I could feel it with my heart.

After encountering a vile person like Devin, I could differentiate lust and love. Whatever Lucifer felt for me wasn’t only lust. It was love but in an extreme form. And the emotion was so intense that it could destroy both of us.

"You scare me." I admitted.

"Oh. Baby, you have no idea, what you make me feel. The feelings are even scarier." He brought his palm to my right cheek and caressed it.

"But no relationship can go this way. Lucifer, you have to give me some control too. At least in my life."

"When did I take control from your life?" He asked.

"You don't let me wear short clothes, don't let me talk to any boy, don't let me make friends with boys, don't want me to meet my family. What are these?" I queried. He was silent.

"If you want me to be with you, you have to let me take decisions for my life. You have to let me meet my family, friends. This is my condition. If you think you can do this, then our relationship will continue otherwise-" I stopped.

"Otherwise what!" Lucifer growled, glaring at me.

"It has to end." I spoke calmly.

Lucifer laughed and sneered, "It's not up to you. Have you forgotten that you already gave yourself to me? I warned you repeatedly before you saying yes to me. But you still said yes and now you can't leave. I wouldn’t let you."

"I told you my condition. I want to take decisions of my life. It's up to you if you will take it seriously or ignore it. I know you won’t let me go and I won’t be able to escape either. But if you keep me here disregarding my freedom, power to take decisions for myself, then I must say I can't continue this relationship with you. And you will have to forcefully keep an unwilling prisoner here." I stated in a serious tone.

Lucifer was staring at me, his jaw clenched together. He didn’t expect such demands from me.

"If you want to meet your family, go ahead. If you want to talk or make friends with boys, I can tolerate it too." He spoke the last part through clenched teeth.

"But just friends. If anyone gets any wrong idea about my girl, then he has to die. You are overly beautiful, preciosa. You may not know but normally your type of beauty is rare. And someone looking at your body in a wrong way, I won't allow these. If this turns you into my prisoner from lover, then I have nothing to do. You are mine, and I am dangerously possessive of the people I hold dear. I have told you my opinion and you have to respect mine too." Lucifer added.

Lucifer was being Lucifer. I sighed. But he would let me meet my family and talk to boys. For an overly possessive man like him, it was a big improvement.

"Camelia, I never had a relationship with any woman. You are the first one I love. There are a few things about me that I can't change. And possessiveness is one of them. But tell me have I ever disrespected you in any way? Or ever forced you? I am also trying my best. Trust me; don't suddenly consider me as your opponent. It truly hurts me to see you upset or hurt."

"I will try, Lucifer. You must understand me too. After loving a person with your everything, if you get to know his intention was to get your body, he manipulated you, it hurts. I know you have changed and I have seen your love in your eyes. But, Lucifer, you have to give me basic freedom, my family."

"Okay, okay. Go and meet your family. I will arrange your trip to Atlanta. But don't forget me." He uttered making me laugh.

He was acting like an insecure child.

"Lucifer, how old are you?" I asked suddenly realizing that I don't know his real age.

"24. Why?" He frowned.

He was only 24? I thought he would be 28 or 29.

"Just 24? I thought you were at least 28. Wow!"

"Why do you suddenly ask my age?" He frowned.

"You were acting like a child, so I asked your age. Hi hi hi." I laughed.

When I stopped laughing, Lucifer cupped my cheeks and smashed his lips on me. His lips worked on my, before he could take the charge, I entered my tongue inside his mouth and kissed him. My tongue fought his for control and won. He actually let me win. I roamed every inch of his mouth, kissing him, sucking him. Clutching his hair, I got on his lap and released him when I was panting.

"Lucifer, no matter how much angry I feel at you, how I want fight with you, I can't." I panted.

His eyes glimmered and lips moved upward in a satisfied smile.

"I think the madness is mutual." He whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe.

And his entire plan to go out got ruined because in the next few minutes, his hands were busy undressing me. Taking off our clothes, we kissed each other like maniacs.

Soon, I was under him, screaming while he was thrusting inside me.

"Harder! Ahhhhhh!"

"Luciferrr!"

"Cameliaaaa!

We both cried as we touched our peak together.