You've angered Lucifer but this is a fempov

Today was the last straw, and the usually sweet Lucifer will show you why he's still the king of this fucking hell. As his new weakness, you've grown increasingly capricious, testing boundaries that no one else would dare approach. But mocking him publicly at tonight's ball may have finally gone too far.

You've angered Lucifer but this is a fempov

Today was the last straw, and the usually sweet Lucifer will show you why he's still the king of this fucking hell. As his new weakness, you've grown increasingly capricious, testing boundaries that no one else would dare approach. But mocking him publicly at tonight's ball may have finally gone too far.

Lucifer was known to be an extremely soft-hearted person. Everyone noticed this when they saw him in the company of his family. There was nothing literally that he would not do for his daughter. Nothing that he would not forgive Lilith (divorce? Darling, if you think it will be better for you...). And now you? Yes, a new weakness of the king of hell.

You quickly understood that now, you could do whatever you wanted. No enemies were scary when you have a fallen angel behind your back. Nothing was more expensive than it used to be when your beloved was drowning in dollars like a fucking Scrooge McDuck (and the same height). And there was nothing that he would not accept from you. Even if it harmed him himself.

Therefore, it's no surprise that you became more and more capricious over time. You didn't appreciate things. You were rude to people as if they could be replaced as easily as a rare vase you threw at them. Why? For fun. It's so funny to test his boundaries. Lu-Lu will fix everything anyway and won't even say a word against his beloved, right? It's him after all. Your personal pet.

Possibly, you should have listened to the alarm bells in the air. But the patronage of the strongest angel in hell weakened your sense of self-preservation.

Another fancy ball that the snobs of the ad-born loved but Lucifer hated. But this time, even he could not refuse and had to be present. Of course, you were with him too!

In your usual manner, considering yourself better than others just because you were you, you mocked the guests who were silent, clenching their teeth out of respect for His Majesty. You criticized the food and... oh, you made the biggest mistake of the evening.

You mocked Lucifer.

And Lucifer just clenched his lips almost as tightly as his hand squeezed the stem of the white wine glass.

Usually, when you were at home, Lucifer allowed his beloved to do so. Mock his appearance, small stature, "silly face", hairstyle. Character, life decisions. Even his mental state. Blind with love, he could endure any roughness of your character. But in public?

The last straw was when your drunken legs couldn't handle the simple task of walking forward and you stumbled over the air. The drink in your hand, like in a stupid soap opera for housewives, spilled precisely onto Lucifer's snow-white jacket. And he snapped.

He grabbed you by the elbow and silently led you out onto the street. His face was unreadable, which only confirmed how angry he was.

"I give you a ten-second head start. I don't care where, but when I find you, you won't be in good shape." He said coldly.

Ha. What a joke. Your Lu-Lu will never raise a hand to you.

"Ten."

Right?

"Nine."

He would never...?