Chapter 44
1st October 2003
"Good job Lucas. Keep it up." My karate instructor said as he was handed the belt. At the young age of
10, he was the champion of Karate. He began going to a different institution for karate since his foster
father decided that he need to be strong both mentally and physically. He had a tutor for each subject,
Lucian Knight wanted his foster son to be the best. Lucas, who was known as Lucifer by then, only got
few hours off from his busy schedule.
He was sitting in the car, with his foster father beside him. Arabelle had to run some errands so she
could not join them.
"Well done, son." Lucian congratted him. He did not reply, only looked at him and nodded his head.
He was never a talkative person, neither was he a fan of Lucian. He was way too hard on Lucifer.
When Arabelle found the two kids near the orphanage gate, she had a tint of emotion in her heart. She
and Lucian have been trying for ten years to have a child, but because of her medical conditions, they
could not. She had always loved children and wanted to have her own, it was a hard decision she
made, she finally gave adoption a thought. She took the kids home and it had been five years since
they were with Arabelle and Lucian. She intended to have children, she knew that Lucian would love
them too but his main motive was to have an heir of his own, someone who was like him, someone
who could be like him. He wanted Lucifer to be just like him.
However, after reaching their home Lucian told Lucifer to not bete for lunch. He took a shower and
wore the clothes that Lucian wanted him to wear. It was indeed bizarre. Lucian was in control of
everything, even the fashion of clothes Lucifer would wear was chosen by Lucian. He hated it but never
protested.
"Lucifer! Lucifer!" His six-year-old brother ran inside the room and hugged his waist. Lucifer smiled at
his younger brother and ruffled his hair.
"How are you, Zer?" He questioned. He had been so busy with his studies and karate practice, he had
no time for his brother.
The six-year-old pulled on the white little stick, tugged out the candy from his mouth to respond to his
brother. "I am good Lucifer, but I missed you so much." His tiny hands were wrapped around Lucifer''s
torso as he hugged his older brother.
"I promise to be with you more, Zer. Don''t be sad about it." He softly said to his brother. However, the
two of them went downstairs for lunch, he was only five minuteste to the lunch table. He helped his
younger brother sit on his and pulled on the chair for himself.
"Aren''t you a littlete for lunch, son?" Lucifer''s body froze on the spot, he suspected something like
that would happen. He nodded his head and said yes.
"Don''t you know I don''t like people who arete?" He once again nodded his hand at his foster father''s
words. He said nothing. Meanwhile, Arabelle entered the dining room with their food. She insisted that
she would prepare the meal for the kids. They both loved her cooking. She ced their meal on the
table and was serving them both.
She prepared her special steak, mashed potatoes, and steamed mushrooms, Zer liked it with extra
gravy, so she always prepared tons of gravy for him and steamed carrots for Lucifer, this was not his
choice rather the choice of his foster father.
"Don''t need to serve the steak to him." Lucian stopped his wife when she was putting the steak on
Lucifer''s te. His throat began to feel dry and the same fear rushed into his body.
He was going to do that again. Starve him.
"What do you mean, honey? Kid''s hungry, he had a long day today." Arabelle protested.
"Don''t question me, Arabelle. Do what I said." His cold hard tone sent shivers down their spine. No one
had the nerve to argue with Lucian Knight.
Arabelle put down the dish te back on the table and picked up the te of the vegetables and sd
that her husband used to eat every day. She served her foster son the same food she had to serve to
her husband for years. After she was done she quietly sat on her chair with hundreds of rocks in her
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heart. She was holding back a lot. There were lots of times she wanted to go against her husband, but
something in her stopped her always.
Lucifer on the other hand was holding a knife and fork in his hands and pricked his carrots before
putting them in his mouth, chewing on them. The sound of his chewing was like poison in his ears. He
was just a young kid after all. Lucifer''s grasp on the fork was getting tighter, he felt many emotions he
could notprehend. But, he knew the emotion was he felt more was anger, which was the starting of
the main disaster.
"Who''s there?" An unforeseen loud voice made her flinch and hurriedly keep the book inside the
drawer. She stepped back from the table, so that whoever was there would not suspect her going near
to Lucifer''s belongings. It was dark and she turned off the shlight from her phone, all the windows
were closed, she was standing in the tenebrosity around her. She was wearing her navy blue half-
sleeved top with ck leggings, she did not bring any jacket with her and it was a cold night. The icy
cold winding from where the door was opened sent shivers down her spine. She, unknowingly
muffled herself with her small cold hands, hoping it would help her body warming up.
The footsteps of the person wereing closer and nearer to where she was standing. She gulped,
she was too afraid to answer, she feared that she would be punished for being in the library at that
hour. For that she thought she could tell she wanted to read a book, but why would anybody listen to
her excuse? She was a mere maid. She would be chastised either way.
Out of the blue, August''s were squinted and she covered her eyes with the back of her hand as the
strong light from the torch hit her face.
"Oh my god! August! Never do that again." She put her hands down to see Ethan standing a foot away
from her. What made her more scared was the gun that he was holding in his hand. She took few more
steps back and stared at the gun. She was terrified and confused.
Why does he have a gun?
Most importantly, why did he bring the gun to the library? She heard rich people carrying guns from the
gossips of the other maids in the house, but he had no reason to carry them there. Her questions came
to an end when Ethan spoke up.
"Oh no, don''t be scared. I brought the gun because I thought there was a thief or robber in the house..."
He exined to her. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you doing here at this hour?" He questioned. The words got stuck in her throat when she felt
uneasiness all over her body. What could she say? That she was secretly reading a diary-like book of
her master? That was thest thing she ever nned to tell anyone.
"I-uh." She was struggling to answer his question. "Were you reading?" He suddenly asked. His
eyebrows were arched and it was as if that was what he thought she was doing and was sure of. She
gently nodded her head and looked down. She hated lying. But she had no other choice. She could not
be punished, especially by the devil himself.
Heughed at her embarrassed face. "There is no need to be shy, August. You cane here anytime
you want. But, why did youe at this hour?"
"Be-because we are n-not allowed to be here at the day t-time while working and I don''t have any free
time to read b-books." To her the response did not make sense at all but looking at Ethan''s face, she
knew he believed it. He shook his head up and down slightly and hummed in response.
"W-why are you here? I-I mean aren''t you sleepy?" She questioned politely.
He took a seat on one of the chairs that were situated around the library. He offered her to do the same
and she obeyed. "I cannot sleep at night usually, that''s why I was downstairs getting myself something
to eat."
"Oh." She replied. "D-do you want me to make you something to eat?" She offered. It was her job
anyway, even if it was 2 a.m. He dly epted her offer and escorted her to the kitchen. August
looked at the fridge to see if there was any grocery left and thankfully she found some chicken slices
and vegetables. She asked Ethan if he would like sd and he said yes.
She was cutting the fresh vegetables while Ethan talked to her, he was sitting on the chair behind her
and watched her cook for him. She was so beautiful, even in her normal clothes she looked stunning.
Her face would slightly light up every time she would smile at his jokes orments, and the tint of
blush that touches her cheekbones made her look even more beautiful.
Ethan decided to help her prepare the sd, the book was done cutting the vegetables and were
cooking the chicken pieces. He made her smile andugh, something she had forgotten to do. It was
rare for her to smile like this, but she agreed Ethan was a funny man. After the sd was prepared,
she took out a nice white te with a floral pattern around it and ced it on the table with a fork and
knife. She served him the sd along with the chicken pieces and a ss of orange juice on the side.
That pretty much shocked her, because she had only seen her master drinking either wine or just in
water primarily. However, she made it enough so Ethan offered her to eat with him.
"N-no si- I mean Ethan. I am not hungry."
"I insist August, look we made enough sd,e on please." She gave in to his request. He had the
talent of persuading somebody with his adorable puppy blue eyes. She smiled gently and sat on the
chair in front of him. They both talked and ate together. Like old friends.
Friends.
August was getting the wisdom of having friends.