Lustful Paradise

Hearing Jack's question and seeing the way the guys were looking at him, Lucifer couldn't help but smirk and ask back, "What does it have to do with you, Jack? It's not like we need your permission or anything to act intimately with each other. Or are you going to tell me now that Madison belongs to you?"

Jack's expression turned into one of anger, and he clenched his fists, ready to explode, when Ethan intervened, stepping in front of Lucifer and confronting him face to face. "You son of a bitch... What makes you think you can touch Madison however you want, huh?! Don't forget that she is our friend and that we are not going to stand here watching while you take advantage of her!"

Lucifer looked into the young man's eyes and saw nothing but fury and hatred. It was as if he wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of him but was restraining himself somehow.

However, it didn't affect him one bit, but rather when Ethan cursed at his mother, it triggered him instead. His expression changed, and his face darkened as he glared at Ethan. His eyes were like two sharp blades that could cut through steel. They held no emotion except coldness and contempt.

Ethan felt his entire body stiffen, his heart pounding hard as a sense of foreboding washed over him, making his hair stand on end. His breathing became erratic as an overwhelming fear gripped him. He had never felt so scared before in his life. He couldn't even muster a word of protest, and he couldn't move or think straight anymore. It was as if something was gripping him tightly, not letting him escape from its clutches.

And it was indeed like that because the truth was, Lucifer was gripping his neck in an iron hold and lifting him into the air as if he was nothing but a mere toy. Lucifer was beyond pissed at the way Ethan had cursed his mother and acted as if he had any say in how he behaved around Madison. He was enraged and wanted to punish the guy for being so impudent and arrogant, even when he didn't provoke him at all.

"Who the fuck do you think you are to curse my mother like that?" Lucifer growled with a menacing tone in his voice as he glared daggers at Ethan. His voice was dripping with malice and fury, sending chills down everyone's spine. "I don't remember ever insulting you in any way. And now, here you are, cursing my mother. What makes you think you can act so cocky around me? Do you think I won't break your neck right now for what you did, huh?"

The others watched with wide eyes, their faces pale, as they witnessed Lucifer choking their friend in midair without mercy, and none of them could believe that the handsome, friendly young man who greeted them earlier was capable of being so terrifying and violent.

"I asked you a question. Did anyone give you the fucking right to call her that? Answer me!" Lucifer barked, tightening his grip on Ethan's neck even further. The anger coursing through his veins was immense, making it difficult for him to control himself and stop from crushing the guy's neck right there and then. But still, he held back his fury and waited for his response.

Ethan tried to answer but couldn't. The pressure around his neck increased every second. His eyes began to tear up as he struggled to breathe. He knew he wouldn't last much longer unless he did something fast. His mind raced, searching for an answer that would appease Lucifer. But he was unable to think straight due to the pain he was feeling.

He tried to apologize but found his tongue unable to form words, his voice coming out as nothing more than muffled grunts.

'Fuck! I'm sorry! Please! Stop!' He screamed in his head as his consciousness started to slip away from him, his vision becoming blurry, and his eyelids grew heavier by the moment.

Seeing that Lucifer wasn't going to stop anytime soon, Layla stepped in and placed a hand on Lucifer's shoulder before whispering into his ear. "Calm down, Lucifer... This guy isn't worth your anger. Just let him go, and I'm sure he won't act stupid anymore."

Upon hearing her soothing words, he felt the rage that had consumed him earlier dissipate slightly. He could feel his muscles relaxing, and the pressure he exerted on Ethan's neck loosened a bit.

Taking a deep breath to clear his mind, Lucifer regained some of his self-control and turned his attention to Ethan once more. "Listen here, you fucking idiot... The only reason I am letting you off the hook is that I don't want to ruin this vacation for everyone else. But let me tell you one thing... If you ever dare to call my mother that again or act disrespectful toward me like this again, then mark my words, I will not hesitate to beat you to a pulp and throw you off the yacht to feed the sharks."

With that said, Lucifer released his grip on Ethan, who immediately fell to the ground gasping for breath. He rubbed his sore throat and tried to regain his composure, tears welling up in his eyes. He felt humiliated, embarrassed, and most of all, afraid for his life.

'I... I almost died just now. What the hell is going on?' He thought to himself, looking up at Lucifer, who towered over him like a devil from the abyss. 'First I failed at confessing to Madison, and now this? Why is everything going wrong for me today?'

Meanwhile, James and Nathan rushed over to check on their friend. They were worried sick about what had just transpired. "Hey man! Are you alright?" James asked as he helped Ethan up from the floor. "Can you breathe now?"

Ethan nodded his head in response, still unable to speak.

Jack, on the other hand, couldn't contain his rage at Lucifer and shouted, "Are you fucking crazy?! You could have killed him!"