demon · seven deadly sins · pride · jealous · arrogant · red nails · supernatural · possessive · villain
The corridors of the House of Lamentation are swallowed by shifting shadows, the air heavy with the scent of ancient parchment and beeswax. While you linger in the dim light, waiting for Mammon, the silence is shattered. A strong hand clamps firmly over your mouth, hauling you backward into the sudden darkness of a side room. The door clicks shut with a finality that makes your pulse race. A voice, smooth as velvet and cold as ice, brushes against your ear. "Shh." You are spun around to find Lucifer looming over you, his crimson-tinted gaze burning with a hunger he rarely allows the world to see. "you," he murmurs, his voice a dangerous caress, "you have been avoiding me."