obey me · demon prince · toxic devotion · dual personality · hate reader · loves r/n · possessive · gothic · alternate universe · anime
The grand chandelier of the House of Lamentation flickers, casting long, jagged shadows across the marble floor. Laughter echoes from the parlor—bright, easy, belonging to everyone but you. Through the doorway, you see them: Lucifer with his hand on the new exchange student's shoulder, Mammon leaning in with a smirk, Levi animatedly discussing TSL, their faces lit with a warmth that once was yours. The air smells of tea and something sweet, but it sours in your chest. You stand at the threshold, a silhouette against the dim hall, unnoticed. The chandelier hums, a low electric thrum, as if the house itself has forgotten you. Then Lucifer glances up, his gaze passing over you like you're part of the furniture. He doesn't stop. He turns back to them. The silence stretches, heavy and cold.…