LOGINMila’s POVThe moment Lady Vesper, the instructor, clapped her hands, the chatter inside the hall gradually died down.“Ladies,” she announced with a warm smile. “We’ve covered etiquette, household management and court protocol.”A collective sigh of relief spread through the room.I wasn’t the only one. Good.“Now,” Lady Vesper continued, “we’ll discuss one final custom before today’s gathering ends.”I leaned toward Sera. “Please tell me it’s about desserts.”She smiled into her teacup. “I’m afraid not from the books I’ve read.”I slumped in my chair. “Of course.”Lady Vesper gestured for everyone to listen. “As noble ladies, it is important to understand courtship traditions.”Several women immediately straightened.Some even looked excited. I, on the other hand, wished I could quietly disappear beneath the table.“The demon realm has always valued strength.”She paced slowly across the front of the room.“Because of that, affection alone has never determined who stands beside a no
Mila’s POV“If you keep staring at that book, you’re going to burn a hole through it.”I looked up with a sigh. Sera stood in the doorway with one hand resting on the frame, dressed in a flowing emerald gown that shimmered whenever she moved. Her hair had been pinned into an elegant braid, and unlike her usual carefree self, she looked every bit the noble demon lady.“I’m trying to distract myself.”“From what?”“Living in Hell.”She snorted. “Fair enough.”I closed the ancient book with a soft thud. “So, why are you here?”“The Lady’s Circle.”I frowned. “The what?”“The monthly gathering for noblewomen of the demon realm.”I stared at her. “That sounds unbelievably boring.”“It usually is.”“Can I stay here?”“No, you have to go.”“I’ll be quiet.”“No.”“I’ll organize Vaelor’s books.”“No.”“I’ll clean your room.”She folded her arms. “You’re coming.”I groaned loudly.“You demons really don’t know how to have fun.”She behaved just like my friend Hansel, seeing that bright red hai
Hansel’s povI lay back on the rumpled sheets of my bed, heart racing as Conrad’s body settled over mine. He had pushed me to the bed after our intense kiss. The room was dim, lit only by a single lantern flickering on the nightstand, casting warm shadows across his broad chest and the hard planes of his abdomen. “Been thinking about this all day,” Conrad murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers straight to my core. His hand slid up my thigh, pushing my nightgown higher until it bunched around my waist. I was bare underneath, already wet from the way he’d kissed me earlier, powerful and fierce, like he owned every inch of me.I arched into his touch, my breasts straining against the thin fabric. “Then stop teasing and fuck me, Conrad.”He grinned, dark eyes flashing with hunger. In one swift motion, he yanked the nightgown over my head and tossed it aside. Cool air kissed my skin, making my nipples tighten into hard peaks. Conrad’s gaze devoured me lingering on my full b
Hansel’s POVThe demon realm was an interesting place.Even at night, red light spilled through the palace windows, bathing the endless corridors in an eerie glow.Did I mention everything was crimson red here? Outside, strange winged creatures soared between towering black spires while distant bells echoed across the capital.I stood on the balcony outside my room, staring into the endless red horizon.I guess it’s been a year.According to the books in the library, a day here was equal to a month in the real world, crazy, no wonder the day felt like it was never ending. The wind carried the scent of ash, nothing ever smelled fresh here. “Thinking again?”Conrad’s voice came from behind me.I turned to find him leaning against the doorway with two steaming mugs in his hands. “You do that too much.”“I learned from Marcus.”A sad smile tugged at my lips. “I guess you did.”He walked over and handed me one of the mugs.I took a cautious sip and of course It wasn’t tea.Some strange
Mila’s POVSomething was warm. Comfortably warm. I hadn’t woken up shivering like I always did in this hellhole.I frowned sleepily, but now I was warm, which was… unusual. The pillow beneath my cheek was surprisingly firm.It even rose and fell with a slow, steady rhythm.My eyes snapped open. I wasn’t lying on a pillow.I was lying on Vaelor.One of my arms was draped across his chest, and somehow, during the night, my carefully constructed pillow wall had collapsed onto the floor.I froze.No.No, no, no. Very slowly, I looked up and Vaelor was still asleep.His breathing was even, his expression calmer than I’d ever seen it. For someone who always seemed alert, he looked almost… peaceful.Then his eyes opened and they met mine. For exactly two seconds, neither of us moved.Then I practically launched myself off the bed.“I wasn’t cuddling you!”My face burned red “I moved in my sleep!”Vaelor sat up, blinking once before looking at the pile of pillows scattered across the floor.“
Mila’s POV Vaelor’s chambers looked more like the private quarters of a prince. Dark mahogany furniture filled the spacious suite, polished until it reflected the warm glow of enchanted lanterns. A fireplace crackled softly in one corner, chasing away the chill that seemed to linger throughout the underworld.Tall bookshelves lined one wall, overflowing with ancient tomes and a balcony overlooked the crimson skyline beyond the palace..He had changed his old roon feom what I remembered For a long moment, I simply stared.“This is your room?”Vaelor closed the door behind us. “It is.”He looked around. “It’s huge and clean too” I said “I’ll take that as a compliment.”“I wasn’t complimenting you.”“I know.”He seemed strangely used to my attitude.Before I could ask another question, another knock sounded.“Come in,” Vaelor called.The door opened, and Sera stepped inside carrying folded blankets and a small bundle of clothes.“There you are.”She smiled when she saw me.“I brought
Knox's POV….The plane landed smoothly, though my stomach had twisted from hours of anticipation. My hands clenched the edge of my seat as Caleb and Conrad guided me through the protocol for the meeting. Every detail mattered every gesture, every word was very important I couldn’t afford to make
Knox's POV….Pain.That was the first thing I felt when I woke up.A dull, throbbing ache behind my eyes, like my skull had been split open and poorly stitched back together.I groaned and shifted slightly and I froze.Something wasn’t right.I opened my eyes slowly and everywhere was blurry before
Knox's POV….“This is ridiculous.”Conrad’s voice echoed across the training yard, sharp and irritated.I barely heard him.My mind was still stuck on the conversation from moments ago, replaying every word I had said about Mila.And the worst part?A small, ugly voice inside my head told me I had
Mila's pov…Kreda was draining and annoying, I almost punched her in the face.I reached the palace gates and pushed it open everywhere was dark already except for the torches of fires lining the place. Guards stood at their usual posts, but none of them stopped me as I walked inside.Some nodded







