"Do you think this is some kind of joke?" Steve snapped, slamming his fist on the table betwe them. "This is your future we're talking about! How dare you speak to me like that?"
Lucifer shook his head. "How dare I? No, how dare you? You come here and try to tell me what to do with my life. Like I said, I'm not you, Dad. I have my own dreams and goals.
If you can't accept that, th maybe we shouldn't talk anymore."
Steve's face darked, his jaw clching as he glared at Lucifer. "Watch your mouth, boy. You're walking a thin line right now."
Lucifer returned the glare with one of his own. "Or what? What are you going to do about it? Disown me? Go ahead. I don't need you or your money."
The tsion in the air was so thick that it could be cut with a knife. Lucifer was ready for whatever his father might throw at him. He knew that Steve wouldn't back down, but he didn't care. If this was how it had to be, th so be it. He would fight for what he wanted, no matter what the cost.
"You...! Do you think I won't do it? Is that what you think?"
"No," Lucifer sneered. "I think you're too selfish to realize that you don't control me anymore, Dad. You can't force me to do anything anymore. I'm an adult now. I'm not the child you knew before."
Before Steve could respond again, Layla and Kiera walked into the living room, dressed in their summer dresses and looking fresh and beautiful as always.
"Is everything alright?" Layla asked, glancing betwe Lucifer and Steve. "We heard shouting."
"Everything's fine," Lucifer replied, his gaze never leaving his father's face. "He was just excited to meet his family again after such a long time. That's all."
Steve's jaw clched as he looked at Lucifer with narrowed eyes, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, he nodded to Layla and Kiera with a smile. "Good morning, girls. How are you doing today?"
Lucifer shrugged his shoulders. "It doesn't matter. And I know he will soon change his mind once you start working for the company after graduating from university. After all, I understand how you want to inherit this company so much. And you are more capable than me in this regard. So, why should I try to get in your way?"
"Wait... are you serious? You mean it? You don't mind if I take over the company instead of you?" Layla asked, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Didn't you list? I don't want anything to do with that place. Just thinking about being stuck behind a desk for the rest of my life makes me sick to my stomach." Lucifer shook his head and chuckled bitterly. "I'd rather be doing something else."
"You mean playing a with models all day?" Kiera chimed in with a frown on her face.
Lucifer grinned at his sister. "Are you jealous? Because that is exactly what I love to do."
Without warning, Kiera pinched Lucifer's waist with all her strgth, causing him to flinch in pain.
"Ouch!" Lucifer exclaimed, rubbing his side as he glared at her. "What was that for?"
"That's what you get for making fun of me," Kiera replied with a huff. "I swear, you're such a jerk sometimes."
Lucifer laughed and wrapped his arms a Kiera, pulling her close to him again. "Aw, come on. Don't be mad at me. You know I love you."
Kiera rolled her eyes but didn't resist wh Lucifer kissed her on the cheek. She still couldn't help blushing a little, though. "Fine. But if you keep teasing me like that, I'm going to punch you next time."
On the other hand, Layla had a dangerous glint in her eyes as she asked, "My dear brother, care to share how many models you've banged so far?"
"Hey, what's with that look? Don't become some possessive jealous bitch now," Lucifer chuckled. "You two are special to me, okay? Not those models. So, don't worry about it."