Lily Rose Nox's Story

Milo sighed happy to be finished with his VIP session. They were always so boring to him, it was just one love-sick girl after another. His manger sat across from him in the limo as he took a drag from his cigarette, the smoke lingering in the limo.

“You all packed for Japan?” his manager asked swatting away some of the smoke, that Milo purposely blew in his direction.

“I’m not a fucking child, you’re not paid to babysit me Markus.” Yep, Milo was definitely in a bad mood, which Markus was quite use to by now. Milo definitely had the bad rock star attitude.

Markus simply sighed rubbing his forehead. Milo rolled his eyes, that even though they were the most amazing shade of pale blue, were quite cold and dark at the moment, which in all honesty was not a good sign. You could always tell when Milo was in a bad mood, he was harsh, he cussed a lot more, and he was almost unbearable to be around. The limo stopped outside of the stars dollar beach front home. that was way to big for him, but he had more money than he knew what to do with.

“See you tomorrow morning.” He said dryly as he got out of the limo “Oh and Carli will be coming along.” He stated firmly shutting the door before Markus could answer.

Milo hadn’t spoken with Carli yet, but he knew she wouldn’t turn down the opportunity to spend time away from him, besides he had already bought her ticket, and if he did turn her down, he would simply take Lily. He smirked at the thought as he ran his finger through his blonde hair. Carli didn’t technically live with Milo, for the simple purpose, Lily came over a lot of the time and all though both girl were fully aware of their meaning to Milo, they hated each other. But, he knew Carli would be there tonight. Both girls had a key to the billionaire’s beachfront estate. Hey unlocked the door as smirking when he was greeted by his two great danes Ainsley and Zero, the two dogs adored Milo and would die for him if it came down to it. Gave them a pat on the head. He put out the remainder of his cigarette between his index finger and thumb, he didn’t feel one ounce of pain. He tossed the bud in the ash tray next to the door before calling out to Carli.

“Carli, baby, I’m home.” His tone was cocky, he knew how to work girls, he had it down to an art.

Lily sat staring at her reflection in the mirror in a star-struck daze as the stylists for Armani fussed with her hair and makeup. Usually she would join in with the general gossip of the girls around her just to be polite but right now she couldn’t focus on their conversations. All she could seem to think of was Milo.
She knew he was going to Japan, Markus (Milo’s manager) had been kind enough to mention it before the magazines got their teeth into the snippet of information. Yet she hadn’t received an invite to go along. It wouldn’t bother her but the presenter come model had a nagging feeling that someone else was accompanying him. Some…slutty, uncouth creature that had a mediocre singing voice and a slowly decreasing chance of ever getting into heaven.

Lily continued to brew in silence even when female assistants and one flamboyant gay man danced about dressing her for the shoot.
“Oh Darling you look fabulous if only I was all male” cooed the male stylist chuckling at his own joke.

Lily smiled at him. “Thank you.”


Up on the roof she relaxed and brushed her mild concerns aside. As long as Milo behaved out in Japan she had no reason to travel with him. Lily walked out into the pale lighting and nodded to the staff bustling about as they noticed her and made complimenting gestures.
“When will the shoot start” she inquired softly to the closest person.

“Just waiting on the moon Miss Hollings and the other model Lucifer” they replied.

Lily smiled. “Of course.”

Lily would have to be a recluse to not know who Lucifer was. It was difficult to describe someone she didn’t know but from what she’d seen and heard from the media he was certainly an…inspiring individual.
In mid-thought she stroked at her red dress to reassure herself it hadn’t ridden up over her hips and glanced round…and there he was. In a fitted suit looking like a photo-shopped dream Lily watched her fellow model for the night make his way onto the roof towards her.

His eyes were a startling pale blue and swooped her up on contact. When close enough he stretched out a hand to shake hers.
“You must be Lily Hollings. I’m Lucifer.”

Lily smiled brightly and took his hand in hers shaking it softly. “ I am indeed. I’ve heard and seen so much praise about your work it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” she replied naturally enthusiastic.

Her eyes took in every aspect of his appearance from his broad shoulders to his fine manly features. He was certainly better to look at in person and it was easy to see why he was such a hit with the designers. Working with him tonight would be a valuable lesson. It would also boost her popularity.