The Daughter of the Devil (Complete)

Flashback

The next day Grace was sitting on the couch. On her phone, waiting for Lucifer to come back with lunch.

Soon the elevator opened, assuming it was Lucifer she turned off her phone and looked up. However it wasn't Lucifer at all. A tall man stood, looking around the penthouse. He walked towards Grace before she looked up. It was the man from yesterday. 

Her eyes distend, shivers down her arms, as she bit the right side of her bottom lip. She stood up, nervous she slowly backed away. 

"How'd you find this place?" she stuttered as she dropped her phone. But it was too late she had already started to step back.

"So this is where you've been hiding." He stated looking around then at Grace.

"Go away!" 

"But we had so much fun before you left." 

He made his way to Grace. And grabbed her left arm. Squeezing it tightly, so she couldn't escape.

"Your hurting me Robert" she stated, wincing as she could see her arm getting more red.

"Robert? Now I don't like that. Now be a good freak and come with me."

She nodded her head in defeat. But once he let go, it was playtime! Bolts of red cornered her face, until she was what everyone called her. Evil. Robert fell to the ground, in shock from never seeing this side of Grace before. She slapped his across the face so hard his moved towards the piano. He whimpered, scared of what Grace had become.

"You know Robert, you should have listened to everyone. I'm not the devil, that part people got wrong. I'm just his daughter. And the devil punishes evil, so who says I can't do the same."