'You don't have to shout.' I said to Nyx. My mind rattled as she started shouting in my mind.
'Why does he want you to become his assistant?' she asked.
'How would I know that?' I said. That is something I was also wondering about. Why is he suddenly asking me about it? Is it some kind of trick? What is he even thinking?
"No?" he asked raising an eyebrow in challenge. As if daring for me to say it again.
Does he think I am stupid to say it again. I will not say that again.
Asher sat in Liza's large leather chair, his posture straight and his demeanor exuding confidence. He looked every inch the powerful demon prince that he was, with his sharp features and piercing eyes that seemed to take in everything around him. His black hair was styled perfectly, falling in sleek waves over his forehead and framing his face in a way that made him look even more striking.
