It was already the next day, with sunlight streaming into the office of the Miracle Model Agency.
Lucifer sat at his desk, going through a stack of papers while listening to Claire explain his responsibilities to him.
After fucking his mom in the bedroom attached to his office for hours yesterday, Lucifer had taken Lisa back to their house, where she had packed a suitcase and got ready for her trip abroad. As Lisa departed, she told him she would call him as soon as she landed and also wished him good luck in his new job.
And now, Lucifer found himself sitting at his desk, reading through a bunch of documents while listening to Claire talk about his job. He couldn't help but glance at her legs as she spoke, admiring the way her skirt clung to her thighs. Her body was perfect. He wanted to touch her, to feel her skin against his fingertips. But he forced himself to keep his focus on the work at hand, as much as he would've loved to take her right then and there.
