All Chapters of Loving Lucifer's Daughter: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Sebastian leaned forward, his dark eyes glinting with curiosity. "So what other mischief has our princess been up to over the centuries?"Dad's grin widened, and I knew I was in for it. "Oh, where to begin? There was the time she accidentally unleashed a plague of locusts in Egypt..."I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "Dad, come on..."But he was already off and running. "Picture this: Little Lu, barely a century old, decides she wants to impress her old man by conjuring up some insects. Harmless enough, right? Except she overshot it. By about a billion locusts."Sebastian's eyebrows shot up. "You're kidding."I peeked through my fingers. "In my defense, I was aiming for butterflies. How was I supposed to know locusts were easier to summon in bulk?"Dad chuckled. "The Egyptians weren't too pleased, I'll tell you that. Took weeks to clean up that mess."I couldn't help but smirk. "Hey, at least I gave them something to write about. You're welcome."Sebastian shook his head, a mi

As we made our way outside, I explained the game to Sebastian. "It's simple," I said, my voice dripping with excitement. "Dad and I take turns creating massive objects, then we obliterate them. Hellfire, grenades, whatever works. It's like the world's most badass sculpture garden, but with more explosions."Sebastian's eyes widened, a mix of awe and apprehension flickering across his face. "And... this is how you usually spend family time?"I laughed, the sound echoing through the cavernous halls of the castle. "Welcome to the family, babe. We don't do boring." As we stepped outside, the heat of the Underworld hit me like a familiar embrace. The air shimmered with sulfurous haze, and the distant roar of lava falls provided a fitting backdrop for our destructive game.Dad wasted no time, his hands moving in fluid motions as he conjured a mountain of hellfire grenades and other explosive delights. The pile glowed an ominous red, crackling with barely contained energy."Show off," I mut

I couldn't take it anymore. The tension between us was electric, crackling in the air like hellfire. I stood up abruptly, my hands still bound behind my back, and locked eyes with Sebastian."Maybe," I said, my voice husky with desire, "just maybe, I want you to punish me."Sebastian's eyes darkened, a predatory grin spreading across his face. "Is that so?" he purred, circling me slowly. "And what makes you think you deserve my attention, little demon?"I lifted my chin defiantly. "Because I'm the best damn thing that's ever happened to you, vampire."He chuckled, low and dangerous. "Such arrogance. I think we need to work on that."My heart raced as he approached, his fingers trailing along my collarbone. I wanted to touch him, to pull him close, but the bindings held firm. Frustration and arousal warred within me."What are you waiting for?" I taunted, my voice barely above a whisper. "Scared you can't handle me?"Sebastian's hand shot out, gripping my throat gently but firmly. "Oh

"Holy shit," I managed to gasp out, staring at the ceiling. "That was... fuck."Sebastian chuckled, a low, satisfied sound. "Eloquent as always, my dear."I turned my head to glare at him, but couldn't muster any real heat behind it. "Shut up. You fucked my brains out. I'm allowed to be incoherent."He propped himself up on an elbow, looking down at me with a smirk. "Is that a complaint I'm hearing?""Definitely not," I said, stretching languidly. My body felt like jelly in the best possible way. "Though I might need a minute before round two."Sebastian's eyes darkened. "Oh, I think I can find ways to occupy that pretty mouth of yours while you recover."I felt a fresh wave of heat rush through me. Damn him and his sexy… everything. "Is that a challenge, Nightshade?"He grinned, fangs glinting in the low light. "What do you think?"I smirked back, already reaching for him. "Game on, bloodsucker."I watched with eager anticipation as Sebastian stood up, his muscular form towering over

As Dad launched into a detailed description of eternal swamps of toxic sludge, I felt a familiar rush of dark satisfaction. This was justice, raw and unfiltered. No bureaucracy, no loopholes. Just pure, unadulterated comeuppance for the world's worst shitheads.Part of me wondered if this was too much for Sebastian. But… This was who I was, who my family was. If he couldn't handle it, better to know now.Sebastian cleared his throat, drawing our attention. His dark eyes held a mixture of curiosity and apprehension as he spoke. "I'm... intrigued by this process. Have there ever been cases where you two didn't agree on the judgment?"I raised an eyebrow, sharing a quick glance with Dad. This ought to be good.Dad leaned back, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Oh, there have been a few over the centuries. But one particular case springs to mind." He paused for dramatic effect, the bastard. "It was a woman who killed her abusive husband."I felt my jaw clench, remembering the heated argum