Fyrola
The car pulled up outside a ridiculously huge entrance to what looked more like a castle than a house. I wondered how many demons stayed there with him, because this house was just too large for one person!
A masked demon opened the car door and Orin held out his hand. I could feel the eyes surrounding us falling on me as I stepped out of the car and a smile crossed my face. Orin held onto my hand up the stairs and we entered a huge foyer.
“Fyrola.” Jack’s voice caught my attention, and it took me a moment to realize that the man walking on the marble floor dressed in a perfectly tailored suit and pristine white mask was Jack. He took my hand and left a soft kiss on the inside of my palm which made me roll my eyes. “You look absolutely ravishing.” The twinkle in his eye made me
