CHAPTER CXIII: GET HIM BACK

Lucifer’s POV

I drunk all the brandy and took another one from the mini fridge next to the couch. This psycho has a lot of liquors here. What a drunkard.

“Hey, enough of that. That won’t ease the pain I your heart anyway. Your mother might even get mad at me for letting her one and only son drink like a pro. She doesn’t even know that you’re the one who taught me how to drink."

I glared at her as I opened the bottle. “Could you just shut the fuck up?!”

“I really can’t believe you’re drinking inside my office and still have the guts to yell at me.”

I just ignored her and continue drinking the brandy. Fuck this brandy, they can’t even make me drunk. 

“Look at yourself, you look miserable. You’re the one who broke up with her but you’re also the one who’s more pitiful.”

“She said she’s fucking tired of me!” I shouted.

That psycho just sat on her desk and looked at me. “Yes she said that she’s already tired of you but did she also men