Devilish daughter

Chapter 1

Ciara's P.O.V

I got out of the cab and paid the driver with a credit card. I looked up at the sign on the building: 'lux.' Yeah, this is the place I thought.

"You sure this is the place you wanted to go?" asked the cab driver handing me the credit card back.

"Yes, I'm sure" I replied with my faint British accent.

He gave me a worried look.

"I'm just going down the street" I lied with a smile.

The driver nodded, I didn't blame him for being concerned. Sending an eight year old girl into a strip club didn't seem like the most responsible thing to do. As soon as he drove away I waited in line, I smoothened my black skirt and silk red shirt and turned up the collar of my black leather jacket. Finally when I got to the door a security guard caught stopped me.

"Sweetie, aren't you a little young to be a dancer" he chuckled.

I shot him a look, I was a lot of things but sweet wasn't one of them. Then I grinned at him.

"Look, if you let me in right now there's a twenty in it for you" I said holding up a twenty dollar bill.

The guard smirked "that's cute, now go home."

I usually didn't do this, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I looked him in the eyes and stared deeply into them. He looked back confused, but then his face softened as if he was asleep with his eyes open.

"I can go into this club" I told him.

"You can go into this club" he said dazed.

He unclipped the velvet rope in front of him and let me in. then I got an idea.

"And pull you pant's down" I told him while I still had him under my hypnosis.

He did and the people in line hooted and laughed at his tidy whiteys. I smiled evilly as I went into the club. It was dimly lit; the servers- who were mostly women- dressed in skimpy outfits as they served men drinks. I averted my eyes as one made out with a customer.

Then I found who I was looking for. In the middle of the club was a man playing a piano, his hands glided across the keyboard. He was dressed all in black including his hair. I sat in a booth and watched him play.

I was really getting into the music when I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned to see a dark skinned woman with her eyes narrowed and her arms crossed. She stared at me, making me uncomfortable.

I tried to act casual. "I'll have a soda" I said "whatever you have."

She furrowed her eyebrows, angrily "you need to leave."

"Oh, don't worry, miss…"

"Maze" she answered firmly.

"…Miss Maze, I have an inside connection here" I said with a wink.

"Who would be stupid enough to let a five year old"-

"Eight" I corrected.

"An eight year old into a club like this!" she demanded.

"Talk to the guy at the piano" I said staring at him as he finished his solo. Everybody applauded, including me.

Maze stormed over to him, grabbed his shoulder and whispered in his ear. They left to talk privately behind the bar, I walked over sneakily and hid on the other side of the bar, eavesdropping.

"I thought you said you didn't like kids" hissed maze.

"I don't, what on earth are you talking about?" he asked with a crisp, soft British accent.

"Don't play stupid, Lucifer, you let a kid in here" she told him.

"I did not" he said firmly "and trust me if there were a small human in here, I would know."

"Small human?" I asked popping up from my hiding place.

"You lied to me!" maze said to me angrily.

"And you still didn't get me my soda" I shot back "life's full of surprises, isn't it?"

Lucifer grabbed me by my collar. "Who are you?" he asked the fires of hell burning angrily in his eyes.

I gulped, but tried to appear confident. "My name is Ciara Dodson" I said "I'm your daughter."

Lucifer and maze's jaws dropped to the floor.

AN: please tell me what you think! And the only reason I paired Lucifer with his daughter was because their family! No romance between the two!