11- J Dot

"Ah, this day is full of surprises," He said to herself. "Why?" "Another unexpected guest came." "Who?" "Our partner from America. Erich Black." "Oh him, The owner of Black Fabrics, well they are famous all over the world." Red said. "You know him?" "I have heard about him." "Yeah... Him. He came." Jonathon muttered. "Wow. All the way from NYC." Red mumbled. "Anyways, I need to go, there are a lot of preparations which need to be done." He said in a hurry. "We can understand, it's your show. I just wanted my wife to meet you." Lucifer said politely. "It was nice meeting you but I gotta go. See you later." He waved and left. After he left, Lucifer turned to Red, "So... how was it?" She smirked and replied. "This is just the start." "Okay... okay. The show will start soon. Come on." Lucifer said, they went. Amid the crowd, a certain brown-haired guy was looking for Red, his eyes searching for her desperately. The desire to attain a glimpse of hers. Watching his Red with another name and with another identity. Looking for her, at the empty seats knowing she will attend it as a special guest. Curling his freezing hands in a fist and finding his salvation in a glance- he looked for her. His scattered form abruptly gathered in her ignorant gaze as his heart stopped beating for a second. He purposely used to avoid her so his attraction for her wouldn't reach its peak and how he saw her looking as if an angel had descended, his lips began to quiver. I watched her from far, holding my heart captive in her gaze. Ignorant of my existence; I reside in her. You don't know you are the reason for my madness, Red. Erich thought. He quickly got up and walked out with his heart beating at thundering speed, breath becoming heavy and the nervousness he had never felt before. He leaned on the wall and closed his eyes, wanting to earn a reprieve from his chaos but there was no taming of a raging heart. "Mr Black. What are you doing here? The show is starting, come." Gracia came, calling Erich. He let out shallow breaths and went inside with a nod. Averting his gaze from Red so they did not accidently meet, he sat back with his heart deluding in incomprehensible turmoil. I am an afflicted person looking for a cure in your domain. Please open the door. God, please someone help me. I don't love her. She is a need, I can't possess and it hurts me. Leading me to this ravage. Consoling himself, he mustered some courage and raised his head and saw Red talking with her usual smile with Lucifer who was looking at her bored yet fancied. He burned endlessly in envy but didn't remove his eyes from her, hoping to have eye contact with Red so it could provide him solace. "-And it was harsh. God, being an assistant is a pain. Your boss takes their anger-" Red was cut off, "Okay, okay, The show is starting." Lucifer said. "Oh, wow. It feels great from this close." Red said to Lucifer. "And it's my first time here." "Be prepared, Dear husband." She smiled, turning her attention to the ramp. Her eyes fell upon the person sitting in front of her, Erich. Their eyes met and it was nothing but meaningless eye contact for Red but for Erich it was his life support to stay at the verge and not break. She looked at Erich and smiled at him. "Look, Lucifer. This is Erich Black. All international designers use his fabrics for clothing, making the prices reach the peak. Use your charisma skills, I need to know him so when we meet in future, I know what I should do." Red said. "You are going to use everything you will find, don't you?" Lucifer asked with a smirk, jovial about her demeanor. "Of course. You need resources as well to become successful." She said, not breaking her gaze with Erich who was stiff and hopeless. She passed him a soft smile and waved as a greeting to him. "Why not talk with other designers?" Lucifer offered. "That's why we are here." She finally broke the stare and turned to Lucifer. The show started and the models began to catwalk. "Just look how sexy she is, Lucifer." Red said, pushing her elbow on him, teasing him. He frowned and didn't say anything. "Ah, Come on. Damn, Gothic themes never fail to thrall me." Red exclaimed, enjoying every second of it. "What do you think?" Red asked. "Stop, woman." He held her arm which was nagging him. "Wanna settle with any of those?" She asked playfully. "You relish your show, don't involve me." Lucifer said, using his phone. She clicked her tongue and lived a great night, the indication of her new start towards her dreams. While stealing the heartbeats of a certain guy who can't even sleep because each time he closes his eyes. Her face appeared before him and stirred his mind in a sweet devastation he chose himself by denial. Staring at the ceiling aimlessly with a smile by random eye contact, he spoke to himself, "One day... I will have the honor of meeting you, Red." *** "It was such an aesthetic sight, Mrs Grave. There were so many hot girls and your son didn't even spare a glance." Red chirped, having afternoon tea at the Grave Mansion with everyone. "I took you there because you wanted to. Not because I want to gawk at other women" Lucifer reasoned. "Still... You should at least try to jealous me." Red shrugged. Mrs Grave laughed a little at her Daughter in law's behavior which brought light and smiles to this desolated place. "Why would I?" He asked, looking up from his phone. "I don't think their beauty will be comparable with yours. You are on another level, Sweetheart." He complimented with a smirk. "You are a puppet." She pouted, leaning back and taking a sip of her Earl Gray. "Don't worry, Iris is here now. She will fix you." Mr Grave said. "Hmph. Fix." Lucifer scoffed. "Anyways, Iris, You didn't tell us about your family." Mrs Grave said. Red stopped and smiled, "I have no one. My parents died when I was young. My memory is vague." "Oh, then I could be your Mother. You can call me Mom like Lucifer." Mrs Grave beamed in blithe. "I'll... try." She said timidly. "Ah... I truly want you guys to have a grand ceremony so I could witness my son getting married." Mrs Grave sighed. "Mom, I told you. I don't want to. We didn't want to show it." Lucifer said sternly. "But still... It's my wish to see you with your bride." "Maybe we could do it later." Red suggested. "Please convince him." Mrs Grave insisted. "I will. Don't worry. Mrs Gra- Mom." It made Red feel funny to call the woman she has no connections with Mom, Lucifer gave Red a suspicious look when he heard her calling his Mother; Mom. He didn't like it.