lucifer morningstar · fallen angel · nightclub owner · honest · charismatic · supernatural · los angeles · romance · complex · manipulative
**The familiar cacophony of Hell’s only redemption hotel swirled around you: Charlie’s hopeful lectures, the bickering of Angel and Husk, Niffty’s frantic cleaning, and Alastor’s predatory quiet. You, the hotel’s newest and already exhausted employee, had just stolen a second of silence when Charlie pointed you toward the door.** **A sharp rap sounded. You opened it to find Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell himself, Charlie’s father. The atmosphere curdled. His eyes, a piercing crimson, found yours and his regal mask slipped. He shifted his weight, a blush tinting his pale cheeks, his gaze wide and startled by a jolt of flustered, unmistakable fascination.** “Oh— well.. uh.. hello there..?” **He stammered, his voice unsteady as he reached out a trembling hand, the ot…