**Ron** (smirking): *"Aren't you Lucifer? The guy whose own sister threw him out?"*
Lucifer's gaze sharpened as memories surfaced—Ron, a college classmate who'd tormented his predecessor for being a "poor X-city rat." Now here, in Dragon City, the bully hadn't changed.
**Lucifer** (dismissive): *"Mind your business."*
Ron's face twisted. *How dare this penniless bastard act superior?!*
**Ron:** *"You bas—"*
**Clara** (interrupting): A hand gripped Ron's arm. The saleswoman's eyes lingered on Lucifer—his icy allure far more intriguing than Ron's spoiled-rich tantrums.
Ron grew up comfortably wealthy—not elite, but privileged enough to look down on others. Over time, this bred arrogance… until his humiliation in **Dragon City**.
There, he'd met *Lucifer*—the heir to the city's richest family—who'd turned the tables, mocking *him* as the "poor country boy." The trauma festered into an obsession: *wealth at any cost, power by any means.*
**Enter Clara**
- **Status:** Daughter of X City's wealthiest man
- **Appearance:** Overweight, plain-faced (by conventional standards)
- **Leverage:** Smitten by Ron's looks, she offered a relationship
Ron gagged at the idea but saw his chance ,The only rich beauty he could bag was clara even though she was not as rich as Lucifer but he thought of using her as a stepping stone to enter the high society he endured her for his future
Soon news that Lucifer had been kicked out of dragon city was brought to him by his former classmates present in dragon city
His happiness had no bounds he searched for Lucifer fanaticly in other cities he didn't search the Xcity because he thought as the aloof give will never low his standards even though he was poor
Ron's glee at finally humiliating Lucifer curdled into dread as Clara—his sugar-mama ticket to revenge—gaped at Lucifer like a starved woman at a feast.
**Clara** (pointing at Lucifer, saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth): *"You. Are my new boyfriend."*
**The Irony:**
- **Ron's Plan:** Use Clara's wealth to crush Lucifer
- **Reality:** Clara would now *bankroll Lucifer* for a chance to touch his "angelic" face
Ron's jaw dropped. He knew Clara's weakness for handsome men, but this? *She'd just publicly traded him for the man he hated most.*
Lucifer, meanwhile, examined Clara like a bug under glass. *"How... unfortunate,"* he mused, *"that my face ruins lives without me lifting a finger."*
On the other side, Lucifer was startled by her comment. *"What a bitch!"* he thought.
"I don't waste my time with ugly faces. So don't come in my way next time, pig," Lucifer spoke.
Clara was very angry. Her dad was the richest man in X city, and no one even dared to refuse her orders. She always got anything she pointed at, but this man didn't just refuse her—he also called her ugly and a pig.
Ron, who was in despair just a minute ago, was now excited and happy. He knew that Clara would not let Lucifer go.
Clara took a step forward to slap Lucifer.
Lucifer avoided it easily. *"This pig even dares to use force in broad daylight? Then don't blame me for being cruel,"* Lucifer thought.
Lucifer raised his hand and started slapping her until her face was swollen. She started crying.
The bodyguards, who were assigned to protect her in secret, rushed toward the scene and attacked Lucifer—but they didn't succeed.
All of them were knocked out by Lucifer.
Ron was terrified of Lucifer. He didn't even move from his position; his legs were shaking from fear.
Clara had thought her bodyguards would beat Lucifer, but after seeing them unconscious on the ground, she grew afraid of him.
Soon, the car showroom manager came out.
He was startled by the scene outside the showroom but didn't dare to comment on it. He knew a person who could pay the full price of a car in just minutes was no ordinary individual.
He approached Lucifer and handed him the car's ownership documents.