The man feigning sleep slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of azure orbs, their icy blue depths holding the limpid clarity of glazed crystal.
Lucifer raised a hand to adjust his tie. His thin, crimson lips curved into a subtly bewitching arc. "It's time to see my Cecilia Branford."
The attendant exited the car, respectfully approached the back seat, and opened the door, one hand placed on the car's roof. "Master, if you please."
Lucifer extended his long legs and stepped out of the car.
The butler of Onassis Old Castle, having already been notified, had led the servants out to greet them early.
"Young Master Lucifer, welcome," the butler greeted with a bow.
The servants also bowed in unison.
Under the sunlight, the smile on Lucifer's lips grew more wickedly alluring. "Take me to see Cecilia."
His tone was light, yet the words left no room for objection.
