Chapter Thirty Eight: The Talk

Mazakin took a deep breath and continued to pace around. She put her hands on her hips and tried to calm herself. For the first time Lucifer was actually sitting calmly and silently on his giant chair just waiting for Mazakin.

“Okay first I need you to know that I love you. I love h*ll and being a demon. I’m still completely satisfied with my job. I just have an issue with some of the rules of h*ll.”

“Which rules are you struggling with, my dear? Let’s amend them,” Lucifer answered quietly.

“Well, really it’s just one….” Mazakin let her voice trail off. She felt a lump catching in her throat and she wasn’t sure how to continue.

“Please, my dear, let’s talk about it.”

“I’ve been doing my job for literally thousands of years and nothing like this has ever happened. I never thought anything like this would happen - especially to me.”

Lucifer made a frustrated face which told Mazakin he was tired of waiting but he remained silent, waiting for her to continue.