Lustful Paradise

A red sports car zipped through the city streets, attracting envious glances from onlookers. It was a Lamborghini, sleek and fast, with its engine purring as it weaved in and out of traffic effortlessly.

Behind the wheel Lucifer smiled, enjoying the attention from people on the sidewalk. He knew that his car was impressive, and he loved the way it turned heads wherever he went.

This was a new addition to his garage that had been delivered to him just two days ago. And since he had been busy with work and college, he hadn't gotten a chance to take it for a proper spin.

But now that he was on his way to the police station, he decided to put the pedal to the metal and see what the car was capable of. He revved the engine and felt the powerful machine come alive beneath him as he raced through the streets, feeling like a king with his kingdom at his command.

As he approached the police station, Lucifer knew that he needed to slow down and act with a bit more restraint. The last thing he needed was to draw unnecessary attention to himself and risk getting in trouble with the authorities.

But at the same time, he couldn't deny the thrill of pushing his powerful new car to its limits.

So he eased off the accelerator and brought the car to a more respectable speed, but not without a hint of disappointment.

Once at the station, he parked his car in the lot and got out, smoothing his suit and fixing his tie before heading inside.

But just then he noticed another black luxurious car parking next to his Lamborghini. His gaze followed it and settled on the door where he saw a beautiful woman getting off.

The woman had long, straight, raven-black hair that fell down her back like a silken curtain. Her skin was fair and flawless, and her eyes were a deep, dark brown that seemed to draw him in with their intensity. She was dressed in a figure-hugging red dress that clung to her curves, highlighting her ample breasts and round, firm bottom.

However, Lucifer was more focused on the identity of the woman than her beauty.

"Jessica Jones," Lucifer exclaimed, looking at her in shock and confusion. "What are you doing here?"

"You?" Jessica was just as confused by his unexpected presence and questioned him, "What are you doing here, Lucifer? Did the police also call you here for some questioning?"

"Yes, they did," he replied, regaining his composure, and walked towards her. Then he wrapped her in a gentle embrace, their bodies pressing together, feeling the warmth of her soft breasts against his muscular chest.

"I think the police found out about us."

Saying that, Lucifer pulled away from their embrace while Jessica stared at him in bewilderment. She couldn't understand how the police could have found out about their secret affair, as they had been so careful to keep it hidden from everyone.

Not to mention, if others found out about their relationship, there would be serious repercussions for them both. So, she asked, trying to keep the anxiety out of her voice, "What makes you think that, Lucifer?"

"I don't have any concrete evidence," Lucifer answered honestly. "But the timing and events leading up to our questioning seem too coincidental. You see, they only asked me to come when there were many of my models at the event too. And now you are here as well, who also attended the event. So, it doesn't take a genius to put two and two together and come to that conclusion."

"I don't know how that happened. We both were so discreet about it," Jessica said, clearly upset with the situation and feeling a tinge of fear.

Lucifer, on the other hand, shook his head and gestured with his hand, "There is no point thinking about the how and why; we will find out everything when we meet them."

Saying that, they both went inside the station, where two police officers in blue uniforms came to greet them. They had been waiting for their arrival. The officers were both men, tall and fit, with serious expressions on their faces.

The officers led Jessica and Lucifer down the halls to an interrogation room. Once inside, they found a woman standing with her hip leaning against the table.

She wore a pair of form-fitting black police pants that hugged her hips and ass in a way that caught the attention of any man in the vicinity.

Her top was similar black in color and had the official Sunspring Police Department emblem on the front left chest area, with four stars indicating her authority on the shoulder.

However, what caught Lucifer's attention the most was that it stretched around her large tits, showcasing them proudly for all to see.

There were a few undone buttons revealing just a peek of her milky, creamy mounds, inviting his gaze further in. His eyes lingered on them for a moment before he forced himself to look away.

She had shoulder-length, black hair, tied with a simple band, and sharp hazel eyes that radiated authority and confidence. As they made their way into the room, her eyes remained fixed on them, taking in every detail of their appearance and behavior.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Jones. Mr. Reynolds. I am a Special Investigation Officer and Police Chief of the Sunspring Police Force, Miranda Hayes." She paused and extended her hand to shake theirs in a polite gesture.

"Good afternoon to you too," Jessica replied with a polite and pleasant tone.

"So, what's the matter that requires our presence at the police station?" she continued.

Miranda started to walk back and forth in the room as she spoke, her hands clasped behind her back.

"Please take a seat." She gestured to the empty chairs at the table before adding, "I am sure you already know how mysterious the case of robbery during the charity event is."

Saying that, she walked over and pulled out two photographs, placing them on the table in front of the pair. One showed Jessica entering the elevator while Lucifer was in another photograph, entering after a certain gap of time.

They both looked at the photos and then each other. There was a look of worry and uncertainty in Jessica's eyes, but Lucifer didn't show any of those emotions; rather, he remained calm and composed as if the situation didn't concern him at all.

After they had taken a good look at the photographs, Miranda spoke, "And as we know, all the CCTV camera recordings of the hotel were deleted within 20 minutes from the event's beginning. However, we found these photographs in the camera of one of the paparazzi who was hiding in the lobby to capture the pictures of some celebrities present at the event."

"As you can see, these are from the same time frame where all the CCTV footage was deleted. And as the saying goes, 'Where there's smoke, there's fire.' So we can't rule out any possibility in this case. We have to investigate every clue that we get."

"I am sorry to say, Chief Hayes, but I don't find any connection between my presence in the photograph and that robbery case." Jessica argued.

"Yes, that is right. At least not with the case that happened at that time." Miranda agreed before continuing, "But still, we need to talk and find out more. You will have to provide us with the answers to our questions."

"Oh... And what are those so-called questions?" Lucifer asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.