Chapter thirty seven

Ashlyn's POV

I was through with my bath and donned on a simple gown. I was surprised to see my almost empty closet, filled with new dresses and I had no doubts in my heart that Roselia was the reason behind it.

I walked down the stairs and met with Sofia and her three musketeers. I rolled my eyes. The good Lord knew I was not in the mood for their tantrums but yet, they keep coming seeking for what they could not get.

"Lucifer's most prized possession." Sofia said smiling as she advanced towards me.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "I doubt that." I said to her.

She raised a brow. "Did he not make a reference to it last night?" She asked the other mistresses who nodded their heads like a lizard with a bone stuck in its throat.

"What do you want now? Don't tell me you're here to force me into being in bed with you?" I asked her.

She waved it aside. "Your one opportunity to have a feel of it is gone." She answered.

"Good. I'll pass." I said to her and turned to leave, but Sia pulled me