[ RECOMMENDED SONG:
Bluebird By Christiana Perry ]
It would be a lie if Ayra said that she didn't feel touched. Though he was a demon, he knew all the right spots to hit her heart. Something that scared her and excited her at the same time. She knew that he was a danger yet she surprising felt drawn to him even though her heart was belonged to someone else.
Having second thought, the intimate image between the maid and him played in her vision. Her face paled and lost the color of earlier blush that she gained from his earlier comment.
Stepping back a little, she uttered arrogantly, pointing at the headless body,
" If you haven't fucked this maids, nothing would have happened."
Cedric chuckled amusingly at her words. Leaving the gown chronically, he spoke stepping closer and stared deep into her eyes,
" Then why don't you let me fuck you so that I don't go out and look for others?"
