@badbloodmagic | closed starter | Melina x Hazelle
Lux, a thriving club raised from the ground by no one other than her dear old dad, was a place she would now call her home. When her father left hell to roam the earth, she had no intentions of coming along with him -at least, not to LA. However, after travelling around the world, pretending to do some ‘soul searching’, she went to what would be called ‘the city of Angels’ -ignoring the irony of the name.
After her arrival, it didn’t take long for her to get onto the radar. With Lucifer being the notorious club owner, the man who called himself the devil, the man who stole the hearts of all of LA -men and women, all it had to take was for her to show up and for him to mention she was his daughter. People clung to her, adored her and visited Lux to see her; friends and foes alike.
For some odd reason her father decided to retire to a mundane life. He moved in with some boring ass detective and her little miscreant; surprisingly, because he hated children. She didn’t question him, though. She got ownership of the club and got to live in the penthouse. She was living the life; sex, drugs, alcohol and doing whatever the hell she desired. She had enough money, owner several cars and had plenty of people working for her. She lived like the princess she was.
It was 2AM when she decided to come down to the club, the party peaking at this hour. Walking down the stairs, people were watching her. She walked into the direction of the bar, purposely ending up next to Hazelle. The bartender immediately pouring not one, but two drinks -the exact same as Hazelle had before, the timing perfect to her empty glass. Melina didn’t say anything yet, shoving the glass into the woman’s direction and turning around to observe the crowd. “Are you enjoying yourself?”
