"What? Who said that? That's not true. My sister would never do something like that to Demon."
Skylar immediately stated leaning forward, unable to show nor control her distress. She didn't want Madisyn to risk her life just because she found the courage to expose Demon.
Demon's brother turned to glance at Skylar, then he turned his head again and himted to walk away but before he could do so Skylar took his wristle to stop him and make him turn around.
"My sister didn't do it. I dont want her to get in trouble just because I am here."
"Then leave."
He glowered at the hand which was still tightly wrapping his wristle and Skylar immediately left it realizing what she unconsciously did.
She took a long breath departly the gaze from him, in that fraction of second her eyes met with Demon in the other side of the room. She looked at those sunglasses and althought she couldn't look at him straight in the eyes, she knew he was looking at her.
The aurea he had, the vibration that deep intense gaze transmitted to her was immune to any sunglasses.
What were those eyes capable of? What was that man capable of? Skylar departed from that gaze and headed to the door.
She didn't know whether what Demon's brother said was true or not but she knew that she had to advise Madisyn.
She immediately made the call and asked to meet her. Skylar was a very apprensive woman when it come to others she always wanted to protect the others and make sure they were safe.
Her walk accellerate to meet Madisyn in a private pub and alert her of the possible chance she could risk.
Demon's brother was honest with Skylar, if Demon even suspected that Madisyn was being a mole he would have killed the entire family in a eyeblink.
He was capable of doing things that the poor human couldnt even imagine.
His fame spoke for him and fkld many of his crime but the reality was even worst then the horror stories they said about him. When he entered in places, whetjer it was a bar, a laundry, a coffee or a grocery market every person inside had to stop what they were doing and silence fell in. The voices shot and the clients rimaned still as the owner waited to hear what Demon required and prooceed in a heartbeat to satisfy his need.
He could have everything he wanted, women, jewelry, gold, guns, men and workers. When he asked, he was served.
That was linear as the sun running around the Earth.
That night, as every Thursday evening, Demon and his brother had a particular affair to conclude.
"Blonde girl, brown girl or red one?" Asked the chubby guy to Demon's brother as he gestured at the loots.
Three women stood in front of them, they had a model like body. Slim and talk. Daisy and fragile. The red one had bigger size of breast and her eyes were of a green intense whereas the blonde one had blue eyes and little to none curves.
Lastly the brown one had beautiful curly long hair, a linear body and a dazzling smile. Each one of them was so beautiful to satisfy the desires of any man.
"Red one." He answered and he gestured to the girl who smiled proudly and rushed to walk after him as he headed to a room.
"Demon?"
Silence.
The man's face darkened with distress. The women recognized the look of the owner snd they swallowed in anxiety.
"May my girls don't satisfy your liking?"
"I'm fine."
"I can find new ones…. Maybe you feel like you want curvier ones? Or younger ones?"
Demon shook his head.
"Not today. I am fine."
The women that were painstakingly choosen to satisfy Demon's desires had been refused. For an unknown reason. Something that didnt happen often.
"Oh…" the man turned and immediately walked away, leaving the poor refused women there as unwanted merce, unworthy even of being choosen.
Demon filled his glass with whiskey and took one sip as he stared blankly at the empty pub. Full in his thoughts the steslthy approach of the blonde girl got almost unnoticed.
Until he glanced at her right when she was about to place her hand on his leg.
"I am not enough pretty?" She whispered.
Oh what a silly woman she was, to dare to speak to the Devil when he was immersed in his thoughts.
He didnt even answer her.
"How can I be more seducing and pleasuring to your tasting?" She leaned forward and sensually passed her tongue on the lobe of his ear. His nose touching his cheek and her hand rubbed internally over his tight.
Thats when he turned his head to face her, his eyes turn darkly red. The tension escalated in the concrete room and the pulsing anger fired Demon who whooshed up and in a eyeblink pressed her body against the wall.
His blood iced pumping his veins with vigor as his big hand wrapped around her thin neck.
His muscles boosted to overpower her as his eyes shined in anger and flames.
His tight grip.
"Dont ever try to do that again. Dont touch me again nor dare to disobey my commands."
He erupted with his low deep cold sharp voice.