The Demon's Queen (A Deal With a Demon, #6)

by Katee Robert

“You want to play Daddy and take care of me, Azazel?” I lick the shell of a delicately pointed ear. “Then take care of me.”

I cant with tbis "daddy" stuff T.T

I hate how my heart drops in my chest. I hate how it feels like he’s rejecting me when I’m the one who set the tone for the night. I especially hate how it feels like I set out to punish him but only ended up punishing myself.

Honestly not loving either of our MCs

Over the next few days, Azazel keeps a careful distance. I only see him for meals, and even then, he’s distantly polite. Likely, he’s feeling guilty all over again, and while I should find that satisfying, the truth is that I’m damned tired of this one-sided fighting. I still can’t bring myself to forgive him for trapping me here, though.

Fucking hard ass and not in a good way :/

“I don’t think I should be praised for doing the right thing.”

“I asked Pope, you know. If you were contracting any of the others. I was jealous.” Her laugh is a little wet. “But you never did. You chose me that night and then you kept choosing me.” “I only ever wanted you,”