Alastor X Female Deer Demon Reader (Rewritten)

Unexpected Guest

Charlie's P.O.V.

Charlie had been planning the surprise for days, and it took everything in her not to accidentally spill the beans. Her excitement buzzed through the hotel like electricity, and she couldn't wait to see the look on Y/N's face when it all came together. It had been a while since they'd had something to celebrate—especially something positive.

Y/N had been working so hard lately, and Charlie felt like she deserved a bit of recognition. After everything that had been happening in the hotel, with Alastor constantly hovering around and the tension that had been building up, it was time for something fun. Y/N needed a break, and Charlie was determined to give it to her.

"Alright, guys, everything is almost ready!" she said, clapping her hands together as she stood in the middle of the lounge. Streamers were already hung from the ceiling, and balloons were scattered around the room. Vaggie was in charge of keeping Y/N distracted for a bit longer, while Angel was in the kitchen, overseeing the snacks and drinks. Husk... well, Husk was leaning against the bar with a drink in his hand, but he'd helped enough for today.

"We're cutting it close," Angel called out, popping his head from behind the kitchen door. "You sure Vaggie can keep her busy long enough?"

Charlie grinned. "Of course! Vaggie's got it under control."

She was about to check on the decorations one more time when a familiar presence washed over the room, one that sent a wave of both warmth and tension through her. Charlie's heart skipped as she turned toward the large, ornate entrance doors. They swung open with a soft creak, and in walked none other than her father, Lucifer Morningstar.

He always had a way of commanding attention the second he entered a room. Lucifer Morningstar stood tall, his presence commanding the room with an effortless grace that bordered on the otherworldly. His long, platinum blonde hair, slicked back with immaculate precision, shimmered in the low light, framing his face like a crown of molten silver. His eyes, a piercing shade of red with slit pupils, gleamed with an unsettling intelligence, as if they could see straight through to the soul of anyone who dared meet his gaze. There was something both captivating and dangerous about those eyes, a promise of charm laced with menace.

Dressed in a sharp burgundy suit that clung to his slender frame, Lucifer exuded an air of timeless sophistication. The suit, paired with a black waistcoat and crisp white shirt, harkened back to an era of aristocratic refinement, yet felt perfectly at home in the infernal domain he ruled. Every button gleamed, every crease was pressed to perfection, as though even his clothing bent to his will.

Curving from his head were two elegant, jet-black horns, their smooth arcs contrasting with the angelic beauty of his face, a reminder of his fallen nature. A long, pointed tail swayed lazily behind him, its movements subtle but ever-present, as though it had a mind of its own.

And then there was his smile—sharp, knowing, and a touch too wide. It wasn't warm; it wasn't welcoming. It was the kind of smile that held secrets, a smile that could charm or destroy with equal ease. Lucifer's entire being radiated power and control, a devil dressed in elegance, with eyes that promised both damnation and temptation."Father!" Charlie exclaimed, rushing over to him with a wide smile, her excitement only dimmed slightly by the nervous flutter in her chest. "What a surprise! I didn't expect you to visit today."

Lucifer's gaze softened just a bit as he looked at his daughter, though there was always a reserved quality to his affection, a coolness that never quite melted. "I thought it was time to check in, see how things are progressing at this little hotel of yours." His voice was smooth, each word delivered with an air of confidence that made it clear he was not just making a casual visit. "It seems like you're preparing for some sort of celebration?"