Lucifer stirred in his bed, opening his eyes to the muted golden light that filtered through his large, floor-to-ceiling windows. He stretched his long limbs out, feeling the silk sheets smooth against his skin, and scowled.Today was going to be a busy day. Lucifer had a meeting scheduled with his top demons, and he would have to put on his best face even though he felt irritated. He couldn't remember why he agreed to meet with them in the first place, as they always needed micromanaging.But first, he had to prepare himself. Lucifer sat up and surveyed his surroundings, letting out a low whistle of admiration as he did so. His mansion was so grandly decked out in ornate designs that it looked like it belonged in another realm entirely. The ceilings were vaulted and beamed in gold, and the walls were painted with intricate patterns and frescoes.One wall was even made entirely of glass to allow for a scenic view of the fiery hell landscape below. Lucifer liked to watch the tortured s