Lucifer
Lucifer glanced back at her, sighing internally. "It matters to me. And no, not if I can help it. You will stay on as her replacement until the child is old enough to be left with a nurse, then we will either come to an arrangement or I will find you someone new, personally, who will treat you well. I detest the slave market, and I do not send my slaves there if I can help it." He turned to her, his green eyes flashing slightly in the light. "You will like it at my home. I am not one to treat my slaves as if they are lesser. I know that often it is quite the opposite."




















