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Looking at the Demon King is like peering into the heart of an underwater cave and knowing that the darkness is looking back.
I fucking hate him, and I think we’re trying to murder each other right now, but I’m also dangerously close to wanting to rip his clothes off and fuck him until I can’t stand upright.
“Every man has a weakness,” Adam repeats. “And the Demon King? You’re his.”
He leans in close, his spicy scent overwhelming me. “If I’m so infuriating, then why are you so wet?”
“In Alius, calling dieva means you’ve claimed someone as yours. It is an unbreakable oath.
“No, dieva,” he says. “This is a tale as old as time.” I lick my lips. “What do you mean?” “It’s a story of revenge.”