Lustful Paradise

However, Lucifer didn't answer right away; instead, he looked at the large mirror in the room and cameras in the corners.

Miranda followed his line of sight and chuckled. She knew what he was thinking and began to head out of the room, motioning for them to follow her. "Let's go to my office, where we can have our conversation in private and without any distractions. Because it's clear that you won't be comfortable talking here."

Jessica was reluctant at first but then nodded and followed Lucifer and Miranda out of the interrogation room.

Once they reached the office, Miranda made her way to the couch and sat down, crossing her legs in a relaxed manner.

Lucifer and Jessica followed her lead and took their seats on the opposite sofa. They watched as she interlaced her fingers and placed her hands in her lap, looking at them with a calculating gaze.

"Firstly, I apologize for the interrogation room thing, but as I needed to show those photographs and have an official recording for this, I had to go with the interrogation room." She stopped, picked up a cigarette from her packet, lit it, and continued, "But now, there will be no such thing as the last room. We can have a pleasant conversation here like friends."

Saying that, she took a drag from the cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Now let's start with the questions so that you both can leave this place soon," Miranda spoke up, looking at them. "So, you guys can begin with your statements about what you were doing at that time."

As they listened to Miranda's words, Lucifer leaned back comfortably on the sofa with a carefree attitude, while Jessica tried to maintain her cool.

But in reality, Jessica was nervous, unsure of how to proceed. She didn't want to reveal too much and risk her reputation or her marriage.

However, Lucifer wasn't phased by the situation.

"Do we really need to say anything? I mean, with your intelligence and attitude, I am sure that you must have already made your own assumptions. So we might as well not speak and make it more boring for all of us."

A small smile appeared on Miranda's lips, and she chuckled, "You are one interesting character, aren't you?"

Then she pointed her cigarette at Lucifer and spoke in a more authoritative tone.

"But unfortunately for you, that's not going to work out here. So you better start talking, Mr. Reynolds. I won't mind having a good chat with you if you try to act funny, but trust me, you won't have such a pleasant experience if it comes to that. Because I can keep this going on for days and nights, and by then, you will regret being an overconfident prick."

"Haha... Okay, I will talk," Lucifer replied, showing no sign of nervousness in his tone. Then, with a smug smile, he turned to look at Jessica. "But you need to promise me that whatever is discussed here will remain between us."

"Isn't that why we are here in the first place? To keep all of this between us and not make any recordings of our conversation? We can't afford any of the details to be made public, can we?"

Nodding, Miranda continued, "But that doesn't mean we are going to ignore some leads just because they can tarnish someone's reputation."

After a moment of thought, Lucifer turned back towards Miranda and continued while Jessica's eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

"You see, Chief Miranda, there are two types of women in this world: women who belong to ordinary and mediocre men and those who belong to alpha males like me. You know, real men who can make a woman feel like a queen. Men who are confident and know how to get what they want from a woman and satisfy her needs in ways that no ordinary man can even dream of doing. Jessica falls into the latter category, and that's how and why I managed to get my hands on such a stunning beauty like her."

A devious smile played on Lucifer's lips as he leaned over, resting his head in his hand as if he had no worries in the world. Then, without even a hint of embarrassment, he shared their little escapade with Miranda.

"It was during the event that I seduced Jessica to spend some quality time with me in that presidential suite on that same floor. And trust me, the lady was hungry like a slut in heat, and so was I. And in the end, we both had a nice and pleasant evening." He let out a chuckle before adding, "You should have seen the look on her husband's face when she returned. The poor fellow didn't have a clue of what his wife had been doing all that time, hahaha."

Jessica's face turned as red as a ripe apple at this point, but Lucifer was amused by the whole situation. He had enjoyed every moment of his affair with the married woman and wasn't bothered at all by the consequences of his actions.

After hearing Lucifer's version of events, Miranda turned her attention to Jessica, who looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Well, well. We have quite an interesting tale from your partner, but I need to hear your side of the story as well. Let's hear it, Mrs. Jones," Miranda said in a serious yet teasing tone that caused Jessica to blush even more.

"Yes, Chief Miranda. Whatever he said is the truth. I was frustrated with my husband's behavior, and Lucifer caught me at my weak point. So I ended up giving a little hint, and he followed me, and we ended up making love in that suite," she explained in an embarrassed tone.

Then Miranda let out a soft sigh and began to speak, "So you are both saying that there was no one else who was with you or was on the same floor when you went there? Even the staff of the hotel didn't approach the floor during the event for cleaning or anything like that?"

After some thought, Jessica replied, "Well, I am not sure about that. But I didn't see anyone else at that time when I headed to the suite."

"It was the same for me." Lucifer added his view as well. "I don't know about that either. There were lots of rooms on that floor, and I was busy chasing the ass of this hot lady, so I didn't pay attention to anything else."