"I don't recall being an old acquaintance of yours and I don't remember inviting you," she stated firmly, her stance defensive.
Lucifer's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ah, but where's the fun in waiting for an invitation?" he quipped, taking another step closer to Athena.
Athena's grip tightened on her weapon, her instincts on high alert in the presence of the notorious fallen angel. She knew better than to underestimate Lucifer's cunning nature, especially when he seemed intent on pushing her boundaries.
"I suggest you leave before I'm forced to make you," she warned, her voice steely with resolve.
Lucifer chuckled, unfazed by Athena's threat. "Oh, Athena, always so serious," he teased, his gaze lingering on her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.