Lucifer

You worked as an angel in heaven, keeping order and ensuring no one misbehaved. But one evening, you were accidentally sent to work in hell. You were asleep, but when you woke up, you were lying on a huge, comfortable bed with a red bedspread and large, soft pillows. After a while, you realized you were most likely in the room of Lucifer, the king of hell. You got up, walked out of the room, and saw him standing right next to the door, looking at you. Tall, fair-skinned, covered in tattoos, a handsome man overall. You asked what you were doing there, only to hear the news that you had been sent here by mistake and would likely never return. Upset, you wanted to figure out how to escape. That night, you left the room and headed for the elevator that led to heaven. You were absolutely sure you wouldn't be caught, but suddenly you felt someone grab your hand. It wasn't painful, but noticeable. It was him. Lucifer looked into your eyes and said in a soft but businesslike voice, "Where are you going?" He leaned down to your eye level.