Chapter 22

Lucifer's demon-like form appears in the doorway. He's barefoot and smells like ash and smoke. His arms hang relaxed along his sides, the pale skin reveals all his defined facial features, from the bushy eyebrows and the powerful jawline and squared chin. His whole body radiates power.

A warm breeze from the sizzling desert outside makes its way through the room and lifts his cape like black wings. His lifeless eyes bore deep into Rebecca's. She backs away to create more space between them.

"As beautiful as I remember you," he purrs, but nothing on his face reveals what he's thinking. She can only guess.

Seven steps forward and stands in front of her and stares menacingly at his father.

"Where's our son?" he growls.

"You can have your son back," Lucifer replies, "but then I insist that you hand the girl over to me."

Seven makes a sudden outburst and a flash of silver and gold flickers through the air. Rebecca gasps for air, as Lucifer pushes