Mia flipped the book in her hand to page seventeen, and she almost started reading when her door flew open and the devil emerged inside, with a face ripped so red Mia almost feared it’ll explode.
The ring was still on his finger, but somehow he looked as furious as ever. Perhaps it wasn’t as powerful as everyone thought, or Xavier’s fury was that intense.
He stormed towards her, but Mia remained, unmoved. “What in the name of all mystical creations do you think you’re doing?” he growled at her.
“Reading,” she simply replied, her insolent boldness stopping him in his tracks, which was still a few feet away from her.
He laughed, but not a merry laugh. It was filled with the rage coursing on the inside, coming to play on the outside.
“I should have killed you. I should have asked th
