Fics like The Inferno

Lying was like breathing to Lillian. In the deep pits of a red light district, there was a place called The Inferno. Within its blood red neon clutches was a wonderland of leather and latex delight, anonymity, and pain and pleasure. Women and men dressed as demons roam the club floors to capture masked angels that walk through their doors. Above the pounding dance floor, above the bars and neon-soaked restaurant, were private booths for demons to feast on angels that fell from grace. Lillian was one of the best-selling dominatrixes of the Inferno as Lucifer. Her life was a tangled web of lies she barely had a hold of from being unhealthily in love with a taken man who didn’t know of her nighttime profession, to an eager client who was ever so willing to fill the loneliness, and to the silent straight-laced bodyguard who can’t keep his eyes off her. Then, just as she barely can keep her day and night personas separated, one night her two worlds fall apart as she gets stabbed, and begins to realize she has a stalker.