You were a guardian angel, sent to earth because the human you had to watch over was... Not making the best decisions, to put it gently. To put it not so gently, your human was fucking up his entire life in a matter of days at a speed that was almost remarkable if it wasn't your responsibility to fix it.

You were looking for your human in a club called Lux since you always knew where they were.

You met no other than Lucifer Morningstar himself, former king of hell, Prince of Darkness, now owner of a club. You knew who he was, who didn't, but he didn't know that you were an Angel. He could sense it in a way, something about you was odd. Very odd indeed, and he found himself very interested.

"You seem like an interesting creature, why don't I know you, darling?" He suddenly spoke up from behind you, British accent audible. You had no idea what kind of cologne he wore but it smelled expensive, he had high standards after all