Chapter 68
Foot dangling off the armrest of the chair, Bambi awaited the return of her father. She'd been summoned into his mighty presence and knew better than to leave before talking to Daddy Dear.
Not that she ever called him "Daddy" to his face. Only Muriel ever survived that privilege. Most of the time, the Devil preferred to pretend he had no progeny. Kids made him feel old. The fact that he'd come into existence at the dawn of humanity never even entered his mental process.
But despite his gruff exterior, she could comfort herself with the fact that he didn't completely ignore her as he did some of his other daughters. All dead now. It wasn't easy being Lucifer's kid. People tried to use them to get to their father. Threatened them if he didn't comply.
Father never gave in to terrorists or blackmail. He did, however, punish them later. Cold comfort to the siblings who perished.