CHAPTER LX: Lucifer's Home.

Angela’s POV

I followed Lucifer as soon he stepped outside the helicopter. The plane automatically left as soon as we stepped out.

We’re now standing in front of a house. The house is a craftsman style bungalow with a gabled roof and has horizontally protruding dormer windows.  Decorative flared columns support the gabled front porch, complete with exaggerated soffit overhang.

“W-Where are we?” I asked him.

“In front of my house.” He plainly replied.

“Your house?”

Again? I mean, how many houses do they have? It seems like they have a house at each place. Do they own all the house here in the country?

“Follow me.” He ordered.

I looked around the place as we walked. It seems like this house is in a countryside. 

There’s a huge range of amenities within the area, together with some outstanding natural settings and several reservoirs, with walks and bridleways littered with views from elevated hillside viewpoints. Addin