King of Hearts ( Lucifer x OC )

Chapter 8 : Here With Me

Lucifer is in his study working hours on end about soul trades paperwork stacked up on his desk. His hand is getting tired from writing and his hair is a mess but he knows he needs to get it done or else it will pile up. With thousands of souls making deals every day it's no wonder he feels exhausted. Sometimes someone would be lucky enough to summon him to grant them their selfish desires only for them to regret it when it's time to pay their dues. How funny for him to watch them get dragged down to hell but lately it's getting old for him.

It is how it's always been, after all, he's a deal maker and it's all business for him to get many souls as he can. One case stood out for him in particular. He came upon a report of a group of cultists trying to do a ritual to summon a demon to grant their wishes.

'What a bunch of imbeciles, you can only grant one wish per soul trade.'

What was strange about it was instead of summoning a demon like intended they managed to cast a portal to his kingdom. Lawrence said he ended up in his kingdom with amnesia.

'Could this be?'

Before he could ponder further there was a knock on his door. He checked the time on his grandfather clock. It's already '10 : 30' late nighttime. Donovan came in and bowed.

"Donovan? Why are you back so soon? I expected you would be back by tomorrow morning." He raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"Pardon me your majesty but I just had a confrontation with the radio demon in your daughter's hotel and had to cut the visit short."

His grip on his fountain pen tightened.

"Do you know why he's there?" his sharp teeth gnashing after he asked him.

"I do not know your majesty."

Every demon knows not to test his patience since he promised himself to change. He learned how to conceal his anger at times and learned to calm himself down but when he did release his anger, any unlucky sinner will be torn apart by him until nothing is left. He knows he can kill them permanently if he wanted to but he prefers to torment them instead. He is the devil and a fallen angel for a reason. Worry clouded his mind for his daughter and friend.

"I see, is Charlotte and Lawrence alright?"

"Yes your majesty, princess Charlotte is safe and Lawrence is... perturbed by Alastor when he talked with him."

"What happened?"

"Alastor disrespected and belittled him for his amusement. When I intervened he threatened both of us."

"He WHAT?!" He asked voice deep as his eyes turned red and horns protrude from his head.

"Y-your m-majesty, Lawrence is fine and in his room." Donovan said his fear showing.

He stared at Donovan, closed his eyes and took a deep breath then sighed as his demonic form reverted to his original state. He calmed down and said

"Great job for guarding him Donovan you can go now."

Donovan bowed to him slightly shaking as he left the room. He put his pen down and cleaned his pile of paperwork. He stood up as he stretched his body. It is late and he thinks it's time to call it a day. His work can wait until tomorrow, right now his priority is to check up on Lawrence. He left his hat and cane on his desk as he exited the room.

...

Lawrence is in his room laying on his bed while staring at the ceiling. He is feeling emotionally exhausted from the events that happened back in the hotel. After they left the hotel the ride back home was quiet. Not that he doesn't mind the silence in fact he enjoyed it so he can relax and gather his bearings. He was thankful he had Donovan by his side earlier to protect and console him. He is gonna have a hard time sleeping because of what Alastor did. His words hurt and his threat scared him it's probably gonna give him nightmares. Suddenly he heard two gentle knocks and a voice.