I thought we may have reached a truce, but the devil cat apparently relishes his new role as causing chaos in the castle. No one can catch him, but every night I leave out a dish of tuna in thanks for saving me and attacking my stepsisters.
Kai steps up behind me, a comforting presence. “What’d Lucifer do this time?” he asks, slipping an arm around my waist. He hasn’t even bothered to put on clothes, the immodest little freak. I feel his softening dick against my back.
“I’ll tell you what he did,” Jack answers, walking up the corridor in a storm cloud of pissed off.
Gus and Jack are probably Lucifer’s biggest adversaries. He seems almost to delight in terrorizing the couple daily as they now live in the castle too.
“The little feline fucker scratched the shit out of your thrones. And that’s not all,” Jack rants.
“Let me guess?” I ask. “He pissed on them too.”
At their nod, I realize that while almost everything in my life has changed, some things never will.