Chapter20

#Chapter20

-Talk.

Calesti POV.

/"You're the king of hell,/" I say not believing that Lucifer has me sitting in his lap right now.

/"That, I'm,/" he says proudly, but shouldn't he much worse than this?

/"Why are you nice?/" I ask him, Damon! I know his name now, daddy Damon said he's mean and far too firm to be near me.

/"Because you're a baby and those jerks are over thousands of years old,/" he answers me, well he's right, I'm much younger and I do regress into an even younger headspace.

/"Okay, you kick Trent's bum?/" I ask him, I hate that guy.

/"I do sweetie, did he do anything to you?/" he asks me, I shook my head no, he didn't but I don't like him.

/"How's the training going? Did Damon teach you any big tricks yet?/" he asks me, is Trent still here?

/"Mhm, you got some balls?/" I say, he looked around the room, but he didn't have any balls, he got an orange up from thin air, holding it up in his hand.