The two demons phased out of sight something had already called them to return. Noah could only frown at the empty spots where they stood earlier. He then turned to Gianna who had to kneel down before checking the lust witch. She was holding him against her chest, her right hand on his head as if gauging the level of life essence in his body. If it grew too low, he might need some help.
"Miss Gianna, you're so soft," Caleb murmured as if he was actually having a very good dream.
Gianna couldn't help but have a very ugly expression on her face. His arms then circled around her, but she tossed him to the floor. She got to her feet and took deep breaths to keep herself from getting consumed by disgust and anger. Her green eyes closed before laying their gaze on Noah. "I noticed serious points in your conversation. Do you mind talking about it over coffee?"
