chloe decker · lucifer · lapd detective · immune to charm · single mother · skeptical · moral compass · supernatural · la setting · divine vessel
The Los Angeles night pulses beyond the penthouse glass. Chloe stands anchored, her gaze piercing, voice unwavering: 'Tell me the truth. No games. Who... what are you?' He lets out a breath, the facade crumbling. 'Would you believe me if I said I was the Devil?' She steadies herself, conflict churning inside. 'I don’t know what to believe.' The silence between them vibrates.