What the hell? I spat it out. Abandoning the glass of blood on top of a unoccupied table, I decided to go and find Grace or Zayn. "Excuse me," I mumbled as I passed through crowds of people partying like there was no tomorrow, dancing and grinding against each other to the beat.

I soon spotted them both at the bar section and walk towards them. Zayn was smoking while Grace was just drowning a glass of margarita. "Grace," I called to which she turn and face me. "Lucy, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with Harry?" She questions, more like yell since the music was too loud, raising a brow in confusion.

Yeah, but Harry got whisked away by some Redhead so I had to go. "He said he has this meeting to attend, but he'll be back." I yelled back. Nodding, she pointed at her drink, "Do you want some? I can order." She suggested. I was about to decline when the bartender came up. "Need something Grace?"

"Yes, Lucinda here needs a drink."

The bartender turn towards me with a small smile, "Anything I can get you beautiful?" Normally, I wouldn't drink since I was still a minor, but suddenly I remembered that they probably don't mind the laws, and what my age was, I nod.

"I'd like a shot of vodka." I answered, smiling back. As the waiter went to get my drink, Grace turn to me in surprise. "Wow, didn't know you'd ko for something strong. I thought you'd just get a beer."

When the bartender arrive with my alcohol, I took it and drank it without a second thought. The strong liquid running through my throat. I pointed at Grace who look at me in awe, "How's that?" I smirked smugly, "Didn't think that I'll be able to handle such?"

I called out the bartender, "Do I have to pay for this?" I ask, feeling the urge to drink more. He shook his head, "No need, everything for tonight is free."

"Okay, then can you give me the whole bottle?"

Shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal, he went to get the bottle before giving it to me. Uncapping it, I poured some into my glass. "So, what brings you here beautiful? Have someone else with you? A friend of yours?"

"Actually, she's with Harry Styles," Grace answered. He must have known who and what Harry's reputation was, the bartender back away in fear, trembling at the mention of Harry. "E-enjoy Ma'am," And he walk away, attending other customers.

"What's his problem?" I ask Grace, "I thought he is just like Harry? A demon."

"So, I take it that Harry has told you what kind of people are here." Zayn spoke, placing his cigarette on an ashtray. "That bartender is a human, if it was not so obvious. But still, we here respect Harry, demon or not. His reputation is so...colorful to ignore and take caution."

Grace nod in agreement, taking a swig of Zayn's beer. Dismissing the thought of Harry, I drank another shot. My gaze fell on a couple just across the room, I grimace in disgust when I saw them grinding against each other with no shame. I look away, unable to bear watching them. Strippers were dancing on poles in front of cheering and drunk men were barely covering anything.

I didn't realize that I almost finish half a bottle of vodka, igniting the fire within me. "Grace," I slurred, running my hand through my hair, "I wanna dance." Whining, I stood up from seat, almost tripping over due to my state and my healing leg. Grace laugh a bit before holding my hand, trying to steady me. "Lucinda, who told you to drink a lot of vodka?"

I smiled, "Nobody, and I don't care. I just wanna dance."

"Can you even dance? I mean, with that healing leg and drunk state?"

I gave her two thumbs up, "Of course I can, besides, this is my first time." Sighing, she gave in to my request and lead me to the dance floor where people were. I started dancing, pumping my fist in the air as I got lost into the music. "Lucy, don't go anywhere, okay? I don't want you to get lost." Grace yelled, but sadly, her warnings fell into deaf ears. The beat of the music only encouraged me more, I closed my eyes as I dance as if I was on my own little world.

Feeling huge hands wrap around my waist, I turn to face who it was. "Hey beautiful," The man rasped, eyeing me with his grey eyes, completing his handsome face. "Hey handsome," I purred, grazing his dirt blond hair. "Where have you been all the time?" He pressed my back tightly to his chest, running his hands all over me. I knew it was wrong, my head screaming at me that it was wrong and disgusting. I was about to pull away from him, when someone else did it for me. Yanking the man away, I was facing Harry's back. His aura was telling me that he was angry and not to be messed with at all. I step forward to see Harry glared at the man who look like he was about to pee in his pants.

"You should leave now if you still want your head intact."

"S-sorry," The man stuttered, hurriedly walking away. Breathing heavily, Harry fisted his hands tightly.

"Harry-"

"Let's go."

Without another word, he took my hand. He lead us out of the door, the whole room disappeared right before us. The next thing I knew, we were in the living room of the mansion. The room was dimly lighted, but I can still see where Harry was heading.

"Harry," I tired again, careful not to trip, I follow him up the stairs. "Harry! Don't be a coward and face me you bastard!" This time, I yelled at him since he doesn't seem to hear me. He stopped in his tracks before facing me, eyes black as the night sky outside.

He strode towards me, his frame towering over mine."Don't call me a coward you s.lut!" He pointed a finger at me, screaming at my face. "S.lut? Is that what you think of me?" I laughed at his words, if I wasn't drunk at this moment, I would break down and cry.

"Well, from what I saw earlier, I think you are! If you only knew what was running through his mind that moment, are you that stupid?"

"The last time I recall, you don't care about me. Heck, I think you don't care about anybody at all b-but yourself." I slurred, pointing my finger at him like he did seconds ago. "After all, you are a demon. So, why do you care, huh?"

"You are wasted, what made you think that I cared?" He shook his head and continued to climb up the stairs. "Get back here! I am not finish with you!" I scream out in frustration, following him from behind. "No, we are done. There is nothing we can talk about."

I ran up towards him, gritting my teeth, pulling his shoulder to stop him. "Yes, there is." Turning around, he made the little space was in between us disappear, his eyes looking down at me. "No, there is not."

Then, I decided to do the unthinkable which I'd probably regret. Roughly, I pulled his head down, our lips meeting. It took him a moment to realize what I was doing, until he wrapped his arms around my small frame, pulling me closer to him.

I grab the collar of his jacket aggressively, making him groan in my mouth. He slapped my butt and I gasped, surprise that he did such thing but he took the advantage to slip in his tongue. Moaning at the sensation, our lips parted for a second before Harry pushed me to the wall, not minding the slight pain on my back as he claim my lips once again.

Biting the lower part of my lips, I felt blood dripping down my chin, which he licked it up. My legs began to wobble under me, and if Harry was not holding I would've feel to the ground. I ran my hands on his hard chest, as his cold hands slip under the skirt of my dress.

"Such soft skin," He hissed against my lips, pinching me just right above my butt. His lips found their way to my neck, there he started to suck the skin, teasing and tormenting me. "Harry." I moan, unable to keep it within myself.

"Jump, sweetheart."

I did what I was told to do, and wrap my legs around him, his hands supporting me. The feeling of his huge bulge was hard to ignore. As he lead us to the room, he didn't stop sucking, biting and licking my neck. My back once again hit the door to the room, "Open the door." I mumbled, groaning softly at the feeling of his lips on my skin, fisting his long curls.

When the door was open, Harry ran inside before dumping me unceremoniously on the bed. He climb on top of me, scanning my face with his green eyes that were darken in lust were visible under the moonlight streaming through the window. My breaths came out heavy and fast, as we stared at each other for a few minutes. His hair looking dishevelled from me running my fingers through it. I parted my lips, which are already plump and moist, in patience, waiting for his next move.

Taking a lock of my hair, he twist it in his finger. I lifted my hands and hurriedly took off Harry's black leather jacket. I arched my back and he zipped down the dress, feeling his cold fingers grazing my back at the same time.

The temperature seem to rise in the whole room, I nervously took off my dress as Harry took off his shirt and carelessly toss it to the floor along with his jacket. My mouth went dry when I saw his toned chest, not a scar on it.

"I've been wanting to rip this out of you the moment you wore it," He breathed, assisting me. The moment my dress slipped off my body, he groaned and a string of profanities followed. I felt goosebumps rise when his eyes stared at my chest begging to be released from the tight black bra I wore.

"F.uck, sweetheart."

I unbuckle his belt and started to take off his jeans, which was a bit difficult. Harry stood up from the bed and slipped them off, now standing in front of me only in black boxers. I didn't even ignore the sight of his huge length concealed in his boxers. It look painful.

Returning to his position awhile ago, his fingers graze my tummy, and down to the hem of my panties. I sucked in breath, unable to look away. "You're so sexy Lucinda." I felt my cheeks flush, but when I heard something rip, my eyes widen at the sight of my panties torn in half and thrown to the ground.

I was almost bare naked, my bra left. Harry lean lower and kissed me urgently, roughly but passionately. It ignited the fire within me once again, as I closed my eyes at the sensation. I gasped loudly when he inserted a finger to my heated core. It was painful, but pleasurable.

"Baby, you're so wet." He mumbled hoarsely on my lips before pecking them again, "Just the way I like it." His words only made my body warmer than it was. Harry started to pump his finger in and out of my entrance, adding another finger, making me a mess.

"That's it sweetheart, clench that p.ussy around my fingers."

Thrusting his fingers faster and harder, I was almost on the edge. "Harder, faster Harry." I cried, as I was about to climax he pulled out his fingers, I look at him in confusion and frustration to why he stopped.

He crawled down, shivering when I felt his icy breath against my core. My eyes widen in shock at him, "Try not to scream sweetheart," He teased, before licking a bold stride on my c.lit, I gaped. "You taste so good." Harry began to lick faster, tormenting the small sensitive numb, inserting two fingers in my entrance.

Moaning loudly, I fisted his curls in my hands and buckled my hips, urging him to go faster. And he did so without hesitance. "Oh Harry, yes." I hiss, feeling my muscles tingling at the sign of my climax. But, being the demon he was, stopped once again before I reached my high.

I whined out in protest as he lifted his head, the sight of Harry licking his lips made me only want more."What's the matter baby? Do you want daddy's c.ock?" He questioned, sitting up to removing his boxers without taking his eyes off me.

My jaw dropped when I saw the size of his hard, long c.ock. Harry lightly rubbed the pink crown, precum evident as he spread it all over his d.ick. "Sit up," He ordered and I complied. Harry tore my bra off, eyes filled with lust as he cupped one of my breast in his hands, massaging it. "So, sexy." He sucked the other, biting the peak. He did the same with the other after that.

"Harry, please."

That was all that I need to say before he pushed me down to the bed, holding my face with hands as he gave my lips another kiss. Without warning, he thrust himself inside me hard, earning a gasp from me in pain. A tear rolled down my cheek, uncomfortable.

"Shit," Harry hiss, pulling out of me, slowly this time. "H-Harry, it h-hurts." I silently cried at the pain. "Shh, it won't last." He whispered in my ear, as of to comfort me, thrusting inside me again.

Like he said, the pain didn't last forever and his thrusts became faster and harder than before. I moan loudly, sweat trickling down my forehead and neck, the smell of sex in the air. The sound of Harry cursing, my moaning, our skin slapping against each other filled the room. His huge balls slapping against my butt, gripping the headboard his hands as he slammed into me, I cried out in ecstasy. "I'm almost there." I breathed, pulling his hair.

"F.uck, you're so tight baby." Harry groaned, thrusting with no mercy all the while licking my neck. The sound of the headboard colliding with the wall was loud, until I heard something crack just above me. "Oh, Harry, I'm going to come."

I felt his c.ock harden, Harry moaning loudly,"F-f.uck!" He yelled, something snapped above me. Squirting his come inside me, my toes curl, shutting my eyes as we both reached our climax. Harry pulled out of me, falling to my side

"Harry."

He faced me, scanning my face before kissing me."Lucinda." Smiling softly, I graze my thumb on his forehead. Harry wrapped his arms around me, "You're so warm." The last thing I saw before falling asleep in cold bit soothing arms, was the broken headboard, half of it has disappeared.