21- Fatal Meetings

A jeering suppressed laugh reached Lucifer's ears, irking him as he was busy working.

"Why are you even here?" He asked April who was indulging her champagne while sitting across from him.

"I am your shrink." She smiled, taking a sip of her drink. He narrowed his eyes and sighed, switching off his laptop and turning to her.

"Congratulations, Business Partners." She said, putting her one leg over the other.

"Who told you about this?" He asked.

"You certainly didn't come here without any intentions of making it unsuccessful, aren't you?" She asked with a smirk.

"What do you want?"

"I wanna tag along."

"Where?"

"To the party. I am sure Erich would host a party for such an important guest... or perhaps to show him he has lost Red." April said, vexing him but he glared at her to refrain talking about it.

"I am not taking you anywhere." Lucifer muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Aw. That's not fair. Do you want me to tell Erich and Red about your intentions?" She asked.

"I am going anyway."