“I would be willing to represent you at an event,” Clara said quickly. There was no way she was going to turn down his offer and let the opportunity slip from her grasp. “Don’t you want to know more information about the event first?” James asked in surprise. Clara realised she had answered a little too eagerly and backtracked. “I just want to help you out in any way I can,” she replied. “Where is the event being held?” “It’s at the Grand Junction here in London” he told her. “It’s an important event on the fashion calendar so I normally never miss it. Unfortunately, I would need to go on the business trip as my presence has been specially requested.” “Do I have to make any speeches?” “No, just socialise well with all the other guests and no matter what you do, do not offend anyone. You won’t necessarily like a lot of the other guests, but you need to remember that you are representing the company and myself and investors will be there.” “I understand,” Clara said. “I t
Clara stood still on the spot for a few seconds. She had not been expecting to encounter the three bullies before the party. “Ah, it seems like the future has changed,” Caiden said to her with an apologetic tone. “Sorry for giving you out of date information.” Clara didn’t bother to feel betrayed by Caiden. He had already explained that the future wasn’t set in stone and things could change over time. Right now, she needed to make the most of her opportunity and not be swayed by the unexpected encounter. “I’ll try the outfit on,” she said to the sales assistant. According to the badge on her jacket she was called Olivia. “Please follow me to the changing room,” Olivia told her. “What is your clothing size?" “10,” Clara said. The three bullies hadn’t noticed her yet. They were currently engaged in looking at an accessory display by the door. She followed the assistant to the back of the boutique where the changing area was. Olivia pulled back the curtain and led her through anot
Caiden watched in trepidation as the demon walked through the traffic and through the wall of the café. This was the first time he had encountered another demon in the human realm. Whatever happened here, he needed to hide his real relationship with Clara. He didn’t want other demons to know he was dating the human he was contracted to. “I’d say hello to the lovely young lady here,” the demon said. “But I know she won’t be able to see or hear me.” “No, she won’t,” Caiden said. “Clara, the demon is here next to you.” Clara went pale and Caiden tried his best to not look concerned for her. When the other demon was gone, he could reassure her. For now, he needed to act like she was just a human and meant nothing special to him. The demon bowed to him. “I was not expecting to see you here, your majesty. I recognised you immediately. You are very distinctive as the prince of the demons.” Caiden stared back at the unknown demon. There had to have been a mistake, he was just a l
Caiden didn’t feel that he deserved her thanks. He had made a contract with Clara for her soul. The only difference between him and Azrael was his purer intentions. “Please don’t thank me like that. I’m still going to have to take your soul,” he reminded her. “I know,” Clara said weakly. “You’re different, you’re not evil.” Caiden hugged her tightly and thought about the implications of their new knowledge. He didn’t know how good Azrael's relationship with Beckah was. Would he tell Beckah that he had met another demon attached to someone else who was in the boutique? If Beckah found out that Clara was also contracted to a demon, she might act differently. Caiden frowned when he realised that Azrael might already know about Clara’s revenge if he had looked into Beckah’s future. Caiden had always known that Clara would succeed with revenge against her intended targets because he could see her future. That had never changed so far. If Azrael checked Beckah’s future, he wo
The demon prince had never been missing at all. He had just had his memories removed and didn’t know who he really was. Now Caiden knew Azrael had been telling the truth earlier. His reply claiming that he wasn’t the demon prince had told Azrael that he still didn’t know the truth and the demon had hurriedly fallen in line with the lie. His favourable treatment had been because he was the prince of the demons and not because anyone genuinely liked him. “Um, can you act like we didn’t tell you anything?” Ben requested awkwardly. “We slipped up.” That comment further confirmed that older demons knew who he really was and weren’t supposed to tell him anything. “I won’t say anything,” Caiden said. He stood up and stormed off in the direction of the royal castle. There was one person he could talk to who would settle this. The demon king. He was almost certain that he had to be the demon prince. It was the only explanation for the oddities surrounding him. The demon king had
The demon king touched his forehead with a gentle touch and Caiden slumped in his throne as he was hit with the entirety of his lost memories. His name was Caiden de Lac and he was the prince of the demons. His mother was the queen of the demonesses and he hadn’t seen her since he was very young. He knew all the high-ranking demons as he lived in the castle and had played with them when he was a child. His father had knocked him out and taken his memories on the day after his 18th birthday and now he was here several years later. Caiden took a deep breath to steady himself as he added his old memories to the new ones from the past four years. It was useful that he had stayed a kind hearted demon when he had been an amnesiac. His new personality was practically the same as his original one. “Are you feeling sick at all?” his father asked in concern. “I’m fine,” he said. He was lucky that he had no traumatising memories in his past. Clara had not taken the onslaught of Clar
It was spur of the moment guess. Clara was never really expecting Caiden to look at her sharply like she had hit on the truth. “How did you guess?” he asked. Clara stepped out of the hug and looked him up and down. He was the same demon he always was, but now he did feel like a prince. Something must have happened in the demon realm. “It was just an impulsive guess,” she said. “You’re suddenly wearing a crown and you feel more regal than you usually are. I also already know about the existence of a demon prince. Are you really the demon prince?” He had to be. He wouldn’t have come back to the human world with a crown on his head just to look nice for her. “I am the demon prince. My father wiped my memories four years ago and turned me into a low-level demon so I could prove myself,” Caiden explained. “I can explain everything to you.” Clara sat back down on the couch and Caiden told her the full story. “It’s strange to think that you were the missing demon prince all along,” sh
The Autumn Fashion Social was two days away. Clara had gone to purchase her outfit and had then been thrown into a series of revelations. Now that she had survived her first encounter with her targets and knew Caiden was the missing demon prince, she needed to get back on track. “Well, I’ve already upstaged them by taking the best outfit. James has told me that the fashion world is very stuck up and old fashioned so I can see ways to belittle them in front of other guests,” Clara said. “I also have an advantage with my nationality. The event is about British designers and I will know a lot more about them than those three do.” Caiden’s eyes became unfocused for a moment and then he blinked. Clara guessed he had quickly looked at her future. “That’s a good call. There will be a quiz at the party about British fashion,” he said. “You will be the winner of that. I think you did a lot of reading before the event though.” Clara took out her notebook and wrote down that point. She di