Calista Did I enter the wrong room or am I dreaming? By the look of her glowing skin, glistening black hair, and well-kept nails it was obvious she wasn't a maid, she must be of royal status. I lowered my gaze immediately. “ I'm sorry ma'am,” I apologized immediately, trying not to cause a scene. “And who is this entitled little sh*t?” Nyx snarled in my mind. “Mi Ablear, are your servants always so bold?” She called to Azazel in a soft tone as she grabbed the sheets covering herself. Mi Ablear? Goddess, what does that even mean? Sounds like a name you’d give a pet dragon you secretly want to marry. His thundering footsteps followed as he flung the bathroom door open coming out with just a towel on his waist like he was ready to snap my head off. It wasn't the fact that it was Azazel that made my blood boil. It was the fact that he looked just like Asher steaming hot and sweaty. I clenched my fist digging my nails into my palm trying to remind myself who this was. But the memo
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