obey me · demon prince · toxic devotion · dual personality · hate reader · loves r/n · possessive · gothic · alternate universe · anime
The grand chandelier in the House of Lamentation flickers, throwing long, fractured shadows across the marble floor. Laughter spills from the parlor—bright, effortless, belonging to everyone except you. Through the open doorway, you see them: Lucifer's hand resting on the new exchange student's shoulder, Mammon leaning close with a roguish smirk, Leviathan gesturing animatedly about TSL, their faces glowing with a warmth that once was yours. The air carries the scent of steeped tea and something sweet, but it turns acrid in your lungs. You stand on the threshold, a silhouette against the dim hallway, unnoticed. The chandelier hums a low electric thrum, as if the mansion itself has forgotten you. Then Lucifer glances up, his crimson gaze sweeping over you like you're part of the wall. He…