"I DIDN'T know that demons can get sick," Neoma said with amusement in her voice. "This is so fascinating to see, Trevor."
Trevor, who lied completely still on the bed while looking pale and weak, smirked at her. "Princess Neoma, I'm happy that my suffering causes you entertainment," he said in a sarcastic voice. "But you know that demons don't work for free, right? You should reward me with your first and last dance during the Moon Festival."
She felt the sudden rise of tension in the room.
After all, she was with Nero and Lewis. Obviously, the two hated the fact that Trevor asked her for a dance. Gosh, these little boys were too young to be this overprotective, and yet, look at them being so possessive of her.
