Belle heard Leon humming the entire walk toward a large castle. She could tell many people had been looking at them, maybe more at him. Seeing how he keeps humming, her eyebrow raised, “You are excited,” she noted. “I had something before stepping out of the store,” he explained. “Coffee?” “Similar,” Leon pointed his hand to the large manor they arrived at. She looked around, impressed by the beautiful red lanterns hung all over the manor’s entrance. The blue carpet was spread down the ivory staircase. The carriages around them had stopped, allowing the demons and demoness to step out of their ride in their most luxurious attire. Belle watched how most of them indeed wore dark colored gowns and suits. Most of the time being the color of black. As she was the only one with red, she stood out as much as Leon’s red suit was. It didn’t mis

Deep bloody eyes. Hair that touched his neck but kept neat as it was half tied by a royal blue velvet ribbon. His face was not similar to Leon at all cost but their handsomeness radiate similarly. Belle immediately darted her gaze away. She didn’t know why but fear suddenly wrapped around her ankle forward to her chest. She was filled with such anxiety and she couldn’t tell for what reason it happened.  Was she nervous to see Leon’s brother? Because he is also a demon prince? But her fingers that went cold and her back that chilled was as though warning her she has to run away. “Someone is here,” spoke the man, startling Belle who felt her heart dropped from her mouth. “Just a little someone who I found, a very lovely and adorable one,” spoke Kore, pleasantly placing her hands on Belle’s shoulders that fel

Belle’s face flushed upon his hand that snugly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his warmth. It was always like this! Every action from Leon manage to cause her heartbeat to race! But he was to blame, no man should touch a woman as casually as he did. Yet annoyingly, Belle didn’t feel pain or rejection upon his fingers that craftily walked around her skin. “Let me go,” she whispered, glaring his eyes as a warning. “Three demons, no two excluding me who bears no harm toward you and you want to be away from me? This is your only safest place to be. Don’t be silly and sit,” he ordered.  Belle had to agree with his words. She tightened her hands as she had to bear sitting longer on his laps, to settle her body between his thick thighs caused her stomach to twist. “How is everything for you?” V&e

 Stunned, speechless, surprised, all emotion went through Belle at once. She immediately raised her hand and pushed Leon’s face aside. Her eyes were brimming with emotions of embarrassment as she looked away from him. She couldn’t believe how she felt turned on hearing his words! “You!” At the same time, the demon waiter appear with a tray of drinks. Feeling parched for so many reasons, Belle pulled one glass and downed the entire drink at once, “Stop what you are doing!”  “What am I doing?” Leon questioned her back, watching how her blue eyes went wide like a rabbit who had just witness a snake slithering in front of them. Speechless and unable to respond to him with the fear of exposing herself, Belle only close her mouth and looked away from him, escaping while wiping the trace of the liquid she drank.

It was too late for Belle. When she had realized the cold hands around her belong to the creature, she had been pulled behind to the darkness, leaving the spot she stood at empty without a trace of anyone who had stood there. Vetis was also surprised by the ability that the creature had showed. The amount of power, the agility, the creature could fight on par with them. He heard something cracked, looking to his little brother’s back where his black wings began to grow. The darkness surrounding him turn dark and chilling. He didn’t have to look at Leon to know how enraged he was.  “Calm down,” Vetis warned. This amount of anger from Leon was rare. Although he was his older brother, he could experience the same chill he felt when he saw his eldest brother. Leon’s deep crimson eyes had glowed with the blowing anger, “I&