Charlie Morningstar wasn't the only daughter that Lucifer had. He and Lilith had another daughter named Andria Morningstar. Andria adored her older sister dearly and helped her run her hotel but what will happen when she meets the Radio Demon ?
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A/n : okay guys I just saw the leaks of season two. OMFG I'm obsessed 🤩 so I'm probably going to go with the idea's of season two and just roll with that , so let me know if you guys are okay with slight spoiler alerts which will likely be included in future chapters. Also, I wanted to include an exorcist oc in season two who would most likely become Lute's love interest later on in the book, do you guys think I should?Anyway enjoy 🫡
"Alastor ?" A silky voice caught the radio demon's attention. He let out a puff of smoke from the cigarette that hung loosely between his lips. He took the cigarette between his middle and index finger, tapping it lightly as the ash fell off the end.
"Yes, my love." He replied nonchalantly.
Andria closed the balcony door behind her , walking up to her husband's side, " Honey, are you okay?" She asked slight hesitation in her tone.
Alastor merely glancing at her, "What would make you think otherwise." He replied coldly.
Andria glared at him harshly, "Don't use that tone with me, Alastor. I'm your wife."
Alastor's eyes flickered over to her again, the hurt and angry expression on her face stinging at his heart . Alastor took the cigarette out from his mouth and snuffed it out on the balcony rail, "I'm sorry, darling. I should not have snapped at you. My mind has not been in a good place lately..." he trailed off, turning his attention to the crimson sky. In the distance, dark clouds of red and black grew closer by the hour, it wasn't like the regular storms that the citizens of hell experienced. No, this one carried a different tone. Lucifer himself could recall when he had last seen a storm quite like this one.
Andria approached her husband, a gentle hand resting on his forearm, rubbing it soothingly, "You've been smoking a lot lately. You tend to smoke when you're stressed. Would you mind sharing the thoughts that are currently plaguing your mind ?" She said ruffling his hair slightly to lighten his mood.
The prince let out a harty chuckle (I remembered that because he married Andria, he's technically a prince 😈🤭😂), "How is it you seem to be one of the only people who can lift my dull mood?" He asked rhetorically, lifting her chin up to get a better view of that charming smile he loved to see on her lips.
"Because I seem to be the only woman who can tame the radio demon. Now, what's on your mind, my love?"
He sigh, giving in to his wife's gentle voice, "I'm...worried."
"Worried ?"
Alastor nodded almost shamefully, "I'm worried about what Vox is planning. You heard how he was talking the other night about our kids. I'm concerned that he's...he's going to hurt them or worse, you."
Andria's eyes softened at his worrisome tone, she pressed a hand firmly against his cheek, Alastor leaned into her touch almost as if it was his life's support at that moment, "Alastor, if that flat-faced fucker tries to fucking lay a hand on our kids then he's got another thing coming his way and I can handle myself just fine. Nobody's going to hurt me. 'Kay ?"
