“You say this is safe, Lord Damien, but is the word ‘safe’ even applicable for a human like me in Hell?” Aisha said.
She looked up to Damien and she could tell that he wasn’t that much happy with her questioning. But despite his scowl, Aisha was still alive which meant he tolerated her to a certain level. Somehow, she worried the demon was suddenly being too lenient with her when he actually spun her mercilessly so early in the morning.
What was the deal with this mysterious and eccentric demon she was serving anyway?
The Harbinger cocked his head, and his handsome face mulled over her question. Damien thought Aisha was smart and cheeky, but she also had a dumb side to her. He couldn’t quite get a grasp on why he hadn’t been insulted at her stupid questions just yet.
