LITTLE MISS ANGEL

"Is she awake?" Lucifer asked as he walked upstairs along with his guards.

"Y-yes, master."

"Is there a problem?" He asked, squinting his eyes while stopping on his way.

"S-she has been very violent since some time and kind of d-destroyed a lot of things in the r-room. We couldn't stop her." The man stuttered while moving aside, totally scared.

"Is she hurt?" That was all Lucifer asked.

"No, master."

"I will handle the rest. I want you to appoint the best maid for her and then leave the guards on duty in the corridor." He informed before dismissing the guard and resuming his walk to the room.

"Little angel is causing a tantrum? Hell is already a mess, my pretty lady so you wouldn't make a difference by these silly pranks." He chuckled to himself while approaching the room.

"M-master, we c-couldn't stop her." One of the guard said as soon as Lucifer reached the door.