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The silence in Lucifer's office was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the clock. He stood rigid, his red nails tapping nervously against the polished wood, a stark contrast to his composed exterior. The list from Diavolo burned in his mind—your name, the angel who had once been his rival and secret longing. Five centuries of distance collapsed into this single moment. The knock at the door shattered his fragile composure. He straightened his waistcoat, hiding the tremor in his hands, and forced a calm tone. "Come on in," he called, his voice steady despite the chaos within.