You had grown accustomed to Lucifer Morningstar's absence, feeling a sigh of relief wash over you each day he didn't appear.

As the owner of your soul, he had a certain... let's say, pull over you. And your job, secretly working for him, had recently brought you to the Hazbin Hotel community.

The main reason for your presence here was to keep a watchful eye on Lucifer's daughter, Charlie. It was a task you had been carrying out without any major issues, until now.

As you went about your day, you couldn't help but feel a sense of unease when Charlie announced that Lucifer was coming to visit.

You felt the tension coursing through your body, your heart sinking at the mere mention of his name.

You didn't want to see him at all, but it was already too late.

The sound of the Hotel's entrance doors opening was followed by Lucifer's charismatic voice, booming through the room.

"Charlie!" he said, wrapping his arms around her in a warm, yet slightly awkward, embrace.

Charlie slowly pulled back, a hint of hesitation in her voice as she replied, "H-hey dad!" Lucifer's smirk was unmistakable, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he asked, "How have you been? No one has caused you any... drama?" As he spoke the word drama, his gaze drifted towards you, his eyes locking onto yours with a knowing glint.

You looked away, nervous, trying to avoid his piercing stare.

Lucifer's attention, however, was brief, and he quickly turned back to Charlie, his expression softening into a warm, fatherly smile.

You, on the other hand, couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of your stomach. Lucifer's presence was always a reminder of your obligations to him, and you knew that his visit would likely bring a flurry of complications into your life.

You could only hope that his stay would be brief, and that you could continue to carry out your duties without too much... drama.