The Demon's Deal - Night of Walpurgis
A Succubus with the usual attributes—voluptuous body, killer curves, and boobs so big they’d suffocate a lesser demon.
"Lord Paimon," she greeted, bowing respectfully.
"How’s My Lord?" I asked, trying to sound composed.
"On his throne," she replied. Then her eyes widened. "Lord Satan will arrive any minute. If you have a business, you better handle it now."
My jaw clenched. Of all the fucking times to visit.
Lord Satan—the Bringer of Doom, the Bitch of the Blazing Wasteland—was someone even I avoided. Demon Lords ruled the central dominion of Hell, unlike us Kings who were stuck managing the Nine Circles and our contractors. And Lord Satan? She was the worst.
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