Darkroom, cod feelings.

The black Mercedes drove past the white fountain and drove further before it was packed in front of the white manor.

Jasira's heart was pounding really hard as she got down from the car. This might be the second time she was here but she was more nervous than anything.

Sweat tickled through her back when she saw the figure standing at the threshold, she halted on her steps and breathe heavily.

The devil was waiting patiently for her with his hand tucked in the jean pant he wore.

Making sure she avoided making eye contact with him, she checked his dress out, first time she was not seeing him in a three-piece suit and all formal wear. A simple black turtle neck and a jean, his feet were covered in simple slippers, even though the dress was meant to be casual and less fearful. He made the dress look so dangerous.

The smirk that lingered on his face became more visible when she got close to him. She swallowed her lump, her heart was thudding loudly in her chest and s