Right before nightfall, Margarette was standing in front of the guest room door. She had promised Riley to take care of the duke, but with her sudden spike in libido being around any man was too much for her to handle. Even now as she stood there contemplating whether to knock, the folds of her slits were itching to be touched.
'What the hell has been happening to me?!' drawing her hand back from the door, she bit her lips to drown her lust. 'I'll come back later.'
Watching her go back to her room with the help of his demonic spy, Haruki was laying down on the bed with Asuka sitting right beside him.
"Another potion downed, I doubt she can resist the conversion after the third," mumbling to himself, he began to plan his next move.
"Master, it's your turn," moving a piece on the chessboard, Asuka seemed content with her move.
