You Want To Know The Details?

"I'm not worried about that," Layla said, her tone a bit sharper than usual. "But I want to know how many girls you've slept with so far. And how many of them are your secret lovers? Tell me everything. In detail."

"Wait, I didn't even tell my girlfriend yet. And you want to know the details?" Lucifer asked in disbelief.

Layla nodded. "Yes, and you better tell me right now. Or else..."

"Or else what?"

Without warning, Layla pushed Lucifer onto the sofa and straddled his waist, looking down at him with a smile on her face. "Or else you'll have to face the consequences of refusing me," she said, her voice dripping with seduction. "So, what will it be? Do you want to tell me? Or do you want me to find out for myself?"