Lustful Paradise

His hair was gold-blonde like Lucifer's, but his eyes were brown. The man's face was strong and angular, with broad shoulders and a muscular build; his body was imposing and powerful in the expsive designer suit. He was tall and handsome, but not in an attractive way. Instead, he looked intimidating, his presce dominating the space a him.

"Lucifer," the man said, standing up from his seat. "It's be a while."

Lucifer nodded his head in greeting, trying to keep his expression neutral. "Dad. I didn't know you were coming today."

Steve chuckled. "I wanted to surprise you."

"Well, it worked." Lucifer said as he walked over to the sofa and sat down across from his father.

He couldn't help but feel a little nervous as he faced the man whose shadow had loomed over him all his life. He was Lucifer's role model, his inspiration, and the one person he looked up to most in the world.

And yet, wh he saw him again, Lucifer didn't feel the same way anymore. After all, he got to know how Steve was nothing more than a selfish bastard who only cared about himself and his own desires. How could someone like that be worthy of admiration? It made no sse to him at all.

Moreover, Lucifer also got into an illicit relationship with his mother, Lisa. With every passing day, his feelings for her grew stronger, until it became impossible to ignore them anymore. He knew he shouldn't have felt that way, but he couldn't help it.

So, as he sat there facing his father, Lucifer found it hard to look at him without thinking about his mom. Her beautiful face, her seductive eyes, and the way she made him feel wh they were together. He wanted to be with her all the time, and he hated having to hide their relationship from everyone else.

However, Steve didn't seem to notice anything differt about Lucifer. He continued talking as if nothing had changed betwe them. "How are you doing in college? You must be joying your time there."

"I'm fine," Lucifer replied. "The classes are challging, but I joy learning new things. How's work going for you?"

Steve shrugged his shoulders. "Business is business. It never changes much, does it?"

Lucifer shook his head. "No, I guess not."

There was an awkward silce betwe them for a few momts before Steve spoke again. "Well, I suppose we should get down to business. Do you know why I came here today?"

"No," Lucifer said, shaking his head. "You didn't tell me anything."

"It's about your future," Steve explained. "I want you to join Reynolds Technology Enterprises after graduation. The position will be waiting for you wh you finish college. Th you can take over from me someday. It's time to prepare yourself for that day, son."

"Why?" Lucifer asked.

Steve raised an eyebrow. "Why what?"

"Why are you bringing this up now? I'm still in my second year. I have two more years to go before graduation."

"I know, but it never hurts to start preparing early. The sooner you get ready, the better. Besides, you're my son, and I expect you to follow in my footsteps. I don't see why that should be a problem. You're smart ough to do this. It'll be good for you."

"You mean it'll be good for your company." Lucifer shook his head in disapproval.

Steve frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Lucifer didn't reply right away. Instead, he thought about his words before speaking again. He wanted to say something that would get through to his father, but he knew it wouldn't be easy. Steve was stubborn and proud, and he always thought he knew what was best for everyone else.

Th Lucifer realized that maybe Steve came after finding out about his new job at Miracle Model Agcy and just wanted to coax him into quitting so that he could join his company instead. This wasn't going to happ, though.

Lucifer decided that if Steve wanted to have a talk with him about the future, he better tell him his plans first and that there was no way in hell that he was going to change his mind.

"You always assume you know what's best for me," Lucifer began. "But you don't. You're just trying to force your own agda on me. I'm not like you, Dad. I don't want to spd my life stuck behind a desk. I want to be free to make my own choices and to do what I want."

Steve let out a laugh. "Free to do what? To work at a model agcy? Are you serious? There's nothing but glamour and glitz there. It's a joke.

You need to think about the future, son. What kind of career will you have in t years if you keep wasting time playing a with those girls? There is no lack of attractive wom out there; why don't you look for one that is smarter and more ambitious than these bimbos?"

"Heh. Don't give me that nonsse. This is what I want. I joy working there. It's fun. And besides, I'm learning a lot too.

Mom runs a very successful business, you know, and I want to follow in her footsteps."

Steve narrowed his eyes. "I don't care what she does. She doesn't know anything about running a real company. All she cares about is showing off those girls and making money. That is differt from my work, Lucifer. We're building something here.

We're changing the world."