Rachel's eyes held a spark of doubt, a hint of nervousness in her voice, "But… did you really sleep with my mom?" Her lips pressed together, her gaze unwavering, seeking the truth no matter how harsh it may be.
Asher chuckled softly, his footsteps echoing in the quiet room as he slowly approached her, "I'm not the kind of demon who punishes someone while they're unconscious. I want them to be fully awake, feel everything, and remember everything." His voice was calm, almost casual, yet there was a dangerous edge beneath the surface.
Other than what he mentioned, Asher also wanted to foolproof his plan. By off chance, Cecilia mustered the courage to investigate her own head for what happened with someone's help...he still can wiggle his way out without making him look like the bad guy.
