Fyrola
The drinks were flowing, and the essence was delicious. It was a little annoying to think that I had a job to do if I was going to make this work and that I couldn’t spend my evening feeding and having fun.
“Your majesty.” His voice pulled me away from the girl sitting in front of me just as I was about to feed, and I glared at Orin. “Your next appointment is here.” He nodded in the direction of the man standing at the top of the stairs and I slowly uncrossed my legs, before standing up to focus on the demon walking over to us.
He was dangerous, mysterious and, of course, he would be hot as hell, but I knew him by reputation only. No wonder he was so successful in winning souls for the demon world. Orin introduced us, and he didn’t look pleased at my reaction. I couldn’t help bu
