RED HOT STORIES (A COLLECTION OF ST*AMY STORIES)
Even with the massive weapons sitting on his head, he looked handsome as fuck–eyes that shone like embers, strong jawlines, and a small beard that rested on his chin.
He looked like fucking perfection.
I crawled up to my feet, my heart racing–not from fear, but confusion. I hadn't expected such beauty. I imagined the demon lord to be some snarky, rough, ugly-looking monstrosity, not this… hot beast.
“Hello, Mira," he said in a thick British accent that sent shivers down my spine. He stretched out his massive hand. “I’m Thorne, the Demon Lord of Lust.”
I smiled, reaching to take his hand. “And I am…” My voice trailed off as my gaze traveled down. My mouth hung open at what I saw.
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