Lustful Paradise

This wasn't like the usual flattery she heard from guys trying to sleep with her. Lucifer sounded sincere and had an emotional depth that touched her deeply.

"From your smile to every word you utter, and even the slightest gesture, I feel like I could watch them forever. And your voice... God, your voice... It's like listening to the sweet melody of a beautiful songbird. It touches something deep inside my heart and soul," Lucifer continued.

"Of course, I know we just met today for the first time. And everything is going so fast that I don't understand it myself either, but my inner self has been saying that you're different. You are not just some pretty face who caught my attention and aroused my lust."

Lucifer paused for a moment before continuing again with a sincere expression on his face. "You're someone special, someone with a unique charm, and I don't want to lose you before exploring whatever lies ahead between us. And this is why I've been restraining myself ever since I saw you in the lingerie."

"Because you want to show that you have feelings for me and want our relationship to progress beyond the physical one?" Vanessa asked, biting her lips as her emotions overwhelmed her heart. Her eyes started tearing up. She couldn't remember when was the last time she felt so touched by someone's words.

Ever since she was a little girl, she wanted to become an actress with fans all over the world who adored her. She always thought that would be the greatest thing that she could ask for.

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And she achieved it. Millions of men across the world fell in love with her, and she had plenty of suitors. They showered her with expensive gifts and took her out on extravagant dates.

They complimented her endlessly, saying things such as "You are the most beautiful woman in existence!" or "Nobody shines brighter than you, Vanessa!" and countless others that praised every inch of her existence.

Some even wrote love poems for her or serenaded her at fancy restaurants with romantic music, just like the characters in those romance movies.

But she always saw their hidden motives behind those flattering words. Their eyes revealed everything. It was nothing but pure lust for her body. And no matter what they did for her, there was always a moment when they'd suggest spending private time together.

Yet today, for the first time ever, she met someone who went against everything she knew.

He didn't just throw himself at her after seeing her dressed up in sexy lingerie like all the other men would have. Instead, he held himself back because he wanted to show that he had more than physical feelings for her.

Vanessa couldn't remember the last time anyone had shown so much care and concern about her feelings, let alone some man who fell head over heels for her.

This was a brand new experience for her—something completely unexpected yet very welcome. And she didn't mind getting used to such attention.

"Yes. I want our relationship to progress beyond that point." Lucifer nodded before giving a faint smile. "I know it sounds cheesy, especially coming from someone like me who looks down on such sappy feelings... But when I'm around you, everything feels different. It's as if you're the exception to my otherwise lustful and hedonistic ways."

"I see." Vanessa nodded, smiling with happiness written all over her face as she hugged him tightly against her body and buried her face in his neck. Her eyes sparkled with joy at this revelation. "I like that answer."

Suddenly, Lucifer felt water dripping on his neck. 'Tears? Is she crying?' he wondered, feeling puzzled by her reaction. "Are you crying?"

Vanessa's body trembled as Lucifer asked this question. She tried her best to hide the fact that tears were streaming down her face, but it seemed like he had noticed it anyway.

"No... Yes. Maybe?" She sniffled a bit, wiping away some of the wetness from her cheeks. "It's just... I never expected to hear such words coming out from someone like you."

"Hmm?"

"You look so confident and arrogant... Your eyes are cold and ruthless, and your voice is deep and intimidating. You are like a devil in human form." Vanessa chuckled, trying her best not to break down into sobs as she recalled his words. "And yet, here you are, confessing to me with those warm and sweet words, telling me how much you want me but still acting like a gentle lover."

She paused for a moment, her voice turning soft and sincere.

"I have never been so touched by anyone else's words before in my life. Maybe it was because of my fame, or maybe it was my own selfish desire to become popular... But whatever the reason may be, all those men around me saw was just my physical appearance. They only cared about getting laid or having their names associated with mine for their selfish gains."

As if overwhelmed by emotions, she took a deep breath to calm herself before looking into his eyes again with a beautiful smile.

"They never treated me the way you are treating me right now. You're showing me that you actually care about who I am as a person, not just as some trophy girlfriend to show off to your friends or brag about on social media."

Vanessa gave him another hug, pressing herself even closer against his muscular chest. Her voice softened into a whisper as she added, "That's why I'm crying, you moron. Because your words mean so much to me. Thank you for making me feel this way. You've made me feel truly special."

"You're welcome," Lucifer responded with a smile of his own, running his hands through her raven black hair and caressing her back. "And you are special. Don't let anyone convince you otherwise."

"Hehe. I guess that's why I got touched by your feelings. I think I understand you now."

After saying that, Vanessa pulled back a little from his embrace while still sitting on his lap. She cupped his face with her soft hands before leaning forward again.

Their eyes locked together, their faces drawing closer to one another, feeling each other's breaths intermingling between them.

Yet, just before their lips touched, Lucifer stopped her, placing his finger upon her soft, red lips.