The sinners secret. {radioapple}

🍎chapter 1🍎

I've been laying here for an hour, my permanent smiles already beginning to get sore on this hellish morning, and I have to make breakfast for everyone.
      I look at my clock. 6:45am. Breakfasts at 8am. Sighing, I get up and stretch. I don't usually stay in bed this long. I'll have to drink my coffee while I make breakfast. Great.
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      Clanking and sizzles fill the kitchen as I make eggs and bacon. I don't know how I've become a hotelier, and chef. I'm an overlord for fucks sake! But here I am, doing everything that pesky princess wishes. My ears shift as footsteps approach the kitchen.
    "Alastor?"
I turn to see the small man known as lucifer, i do suppose his height makes sense as a former angel. But it's still quite amusing.
"Yes my leige, what can I do for you so early?"
He gives me a look of irritation, and rolls his eyes.
"What are you making?" He asks.
"Eggs and bacon. As charlie requested last night at dinner." I respond, bending down to his height.
It only annoys him more, I've learned how to read him. His fists clench when hes irritated, and then his eyes turn slightly red, and thats what leads to his demon form. It's quite amusing. He could quite literally wipe me from existence with a snap of his fingers, but he always just argues with me.

  I watch as he walks past me and pulls out another pan.
           "What are you doing?"
"I'm making pancakes. You can't have bacon and eggs without pancakes." He says.
I sigh and continue cooking, and as the time passes, it is now 7:45am. Charlie will be up any minute. I start the coffee machine and make everyones plates, setting eggs and bacon down on each one, before lucifer adds a pancake the each plate. We haven't spoken a single word since he started cooking, and I'd like to keep it that way.

       Everyone is sat at the table enjoying breakfast, charlies talking about what activities theyre doing today, and I just observe them. Everyones all talking to eachother except lucifer. He's quiet. I've noticed that about him. But why should I care? It doesn't matter to me.

"Charlotte, I do hope you enjoyed breakfast but I must be off, I have a meeting to attend." I say, standing up.
"Awh! Okay al, thank you for breakfast!"

And I'm off to my meeting..a break from the hotel. And the king of hell.