Liam didn’t know what was worse; knowing his bride to be would rather lead a normal boring human life than stay with him, or learning of the fact from his sweet little half sister Ilyne.
Liam was a demon, a cunning one for sure, but at the same time an honest one. He had to be cunning in matters that were related to politics… hell, weren’t politics liars’ favorite playground? But, when it came down to private and intimate matters, he was as honest as they came – even if he believed in the saying that everything was fair in love and war.
He rearranged his hair nervously in Amelia’s bathroom, let out a heavy sigh before straightening up. He was a demon king, and he wasn’t allowed to show weakness, not even in front of his bride to be.
He looked at her, relishing the way her smile shone
