#Chapter87

Lucifer's POV.:

Barely finished with his shower, he walked out of his bathroom a black towel wrapped around his waist lazily. Even now, that he wasn't dressed up or groomed too much, Lucifer was a breath-taking sight. His hair hitting his shoulder's easily, beautiful blonde locks that, despite their angelic beauty, didn't represent anything holy or innocent. His tall frame was now decorated by small scars that he got from Seth, though most of them not even worth to mention, it was quite a surprise for even him... The boy couldn't control the power very well, but it was impressive he didn't die from it yet.

"Fuckin' brat" he...