(a/n: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. All characters, places, and incidents are either imaginary or used fictitiously.)

 

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Meet Lucifer Morningstar, once an angel in Heaven, now the ruler of Hell. Cast out from paradise, he forever governs the underworld. But his story doesn't end there. He has a daughter named Yoona (English for Roxanne), affectionately called Yoong due to her captivating deer-like features – round eyes and a graceful neck.

 

Roxanne, as she's known, possesses both charm and mischievousness. Her surprising playfulness can swiftly turn into ruthless attacks, all while wearing her honesty like a badge. Her demeanor never fails to spark debates.

 

Lucifer owes a debt to Eros, the Greek deity of love, also known as Amor or Cupid. Eros kindles affection by striking hearts with his love-infused arrows.

 

Eros faced a dilemma that made him neglect his duties. Fearing repercussions, he sought help discreetly. And here's where Lucifer enters the scene.

 

Lucifer initially hesitated, wanting no connection to Heaven, but his past favors from Eros nudged him forward. The favor asked of him was straightforward: make the Global Korean IT Girl Jennie Ruby Jane Kim fall in love with someone.

 

Seemingly easy, Lucifer just needed to flash a charming grin. However, a sudden emergency arose. His twin, Michael, demanded his presence. In this unexpected situation, he turned to his daughter Yoona, who was fervently carrying out punishments. A brilliant solution dawned.

 

Remarkably, the plan unfolded smoothly. Yoona, true to her nature, put up a fight, refusing to comply. She voiced her growing boredom with Hell and Lucifer saw an opportunity. He suggested a vacation in the mortal world before assigning her a mission. Delighted, she agreed – a decision he would later regret.

 

Standing before the portal to the mortal world, Lucifer urged Yoona to enter, but she held onto her powers. Lucifer reminded her of the rules that prevented their combined presence in Heaven. Yoona appealed to her father, asking for the chance to keep her abilities while swearing off harming mortals.

 

"Can you grant me this one, Lu? I promise not to cause harm."

 

The rulebook spelled it out: any forbidden connections, like uniting in Heaven, resulted in their powers automatically switching off.

 

"Respect, my child," Lucifer's plea was gentle but firm, "treat me as your father, and expand your vocabulary. Embrace your uniqueness, stand out from the ordinary."

 

"I thrive on being exceptional, not average," Yoona retorted confidently.

 

Her father's sigh acknowledged her unwavering stubbornness. "Everything's in place. Your business career will handle your needs. Powers will activate when required, but remember, you're a public figure so no reckless behavior."

 

"Your lack of faith in me is offensive. I'm capable, and you know it. Trust the plan."

 

Lucifer held his daughter in high regard, sharing roots that ran deep. He had unwavering belief in her abilities. Yet, her audacious tongue often landed her in trouble.

 

"I respectfully disagree. Now that it's settled, go," he said softly, drawing Yoona into his embrace. "Remember, don't get too attached to anyone. We can't afford divine scrutiny."

 

"You and I are all that matter. Don't fret, it doesn't suit you."

 

Amid her laughter, she remained unaware of his concern. He had no choice but to push her to complete the mission. An undeniable mistake, born from his own distractions. His twin, Michael, continued to elude his understanding, his recent summons shrouded in mystery.

 

When his daughter turned around to give him a glare, he laughed. "She goes by the name Ruby Jane."

 

"Is that it?"

 

"Yup, now you can go, Yoong."

 

She would rather be addressed as Yoona or Yoong than Roxanne. Roxanne, she believes, is too feminine for her.

 

"Wait! How am I supposed to know who she is? Is she famous or normal? Give me a hint!"

 

"Eros didn't give me enough information about her." He pondered, realizing that the task was not as simple as he had imagined. "I know you'll figure it out. Remember, everything will be in its rightful place, so there's nothing to worry about."

 

She paused before entering and brought her attention back to her father. "I have a favor to ask, Lu," He motioned for her to continue. "Can you make me land at one of South Korea's most upscale clubs? I'd prefer to start with some alcohol."

 

"All right, call me if there's an emergency."

 

As his daughter faded away, he couldn't help but sigh. The mortal world is distinctly different from Hell. If Yoona, like him, has the power to rule Hell, then things must be different in the mortal world. To collaborate effectively, she must blend in. All he could do now was hope that everything would fall into place as it should.

 

Seoul South Korea --- 9:45 pm

The Imperial Club (a/n: I just came up with the name)

A little star blinked mischievously, greeting the night with its playful glimmer. Like a cunning gem in the velvety blue sky, it rivaled the moon's radiant beauty.

 

Gazing up, Yoona contemplated the idea of retreating to her room and sleeping indefinitely. The clamor of the club was a distant echo of her thoughts. But she had a reason to be here.

 

Suddenly, an explosive noise ruptured the air, music reverberating with unparalleled force. A smile curved her lips as she remembered why she stood outside this nightclub. She advanced towards the entrance, only to be halted by two vigilant guards. She reached for her wallet to retrieve her card when they recognized her.

 

"Ms. Lim, wonderful to have you tonight. Enjoy your time."

 

Her gaze swept over one of the guards, his discomfort apparent under her scrutiny.

 

"Stand up straight, your midsection is protruding quite noticeably. Not a pleasant sight for anyone," she commented, and with that, she walked inside, leaving behind the guard's alarmed expression.

 

Every night at the club was a festivity. All converged at the bar, blending seamlessly into the crowd. After a sip of whiskey, everyone was ready to surrender to the music, hands soaring, bodies swaying like a fluid dance, eyes aflame.

 

"One Ono Champagne Cocktail," she ordered at the bar.

The bartender, attentive and eager, handed her the drink, and she noticed with relief that they spoke Korean. Communicating with mortals wouldn't be a language barrier for her.

 

With the glass in her hand, she wasted no time in downing its contents. Drink after drink, the elation coursed through her veins like an adrenaline shot, warming her entire being.

 

"How am I expected to start a mission with just her name?" she muttered, her gaze wandering. A sea of people swayed to the rhythm, enjoying the freedom of dance. "This is madness, and the pounding in my head isn't helping."

 

The club was her refuge to contemplate her mission. A belief lingered that a drink might inspire her thoughts. For a fleeting moment, the sensation of intoxication baffled her. Then, her father's words resurfaced in her memory. She was now human, susceptible to pain and inebriation, regardless of the number of drinks she indulged in.

 

"To be human really , doesn't it?" she mused aloud, but her words were overheard by the bartender, who chimed in, agreeing. "Why don't you want to be human?" she questioned.

 

"Well, you see... even though the pay here is average for a part-timer like me, I have four siblings I'm helping with school, and there's none left for me, basically the —"

 

"One martini on the rocks if you don't mind."

 

Yoona's attention shifted abruptly to her right, where a woman sat. The alcohol was beginning to take effect, and she found herself staring at the woman next to her.

 

"Am I interesting enough for you to stare at?"

 

The woman's voice had a husky quality, reminiscent of a fox.

 

Taken aback, Yoona was startled when the woman turned fully towards her, her beauty leaving Yoona momentarily speechless. The woman's face was uniquely charming – a short chin and a small jawline contributed to a round, almost childlike appearance. Slightly slanted eyes and plump lips added to her intrigue. The woman's head tilted in a manner that seemed both cute and questioning, wondering why Yoona had the audacity to acknowledge her prolonged stare.

 

"Your beauty is incomparable," Yoona blurted out, her own surprise evident. She rubbed her eyes, missing the woman's reaction. "Did I say that aloud? Silly me, complimenting a mere woman. I might be out of my mind."

 

"You're adorable," the woman commented, but her words went unheard as Yoona was captivated by her own drink, clutching it as though it were her lifeline. The woman observed, "How much did she drink?"

 

The bartender's concern was evident as she watched Yoona giggle in her inebriation. "Honestly," the bartender replied with a puzzled expression, "I lost count."

 

The night progressed with Yoona in a state of intoxication. She cherished the sensation of the woman's body against hers as they danced, a cherished memory amidst the haze.

 

The next thing Yoona knew, she was surrounded by unfamiliar white sheets, a scent lingering in the air, and she had no idea who the owner of the bed was.

 

In hell please don't be . The least thing I want to happen is be impregnated by an unknown man. Such a disgusting thought.

 

"Did you sleep well