Asmodeus sat inside his room alone, the argent moon shining its radiant light down upon him, while he sipped a glass of sweet, dry red wine. His thoughts were focused on earlier in the evening. A look of amusement and anticipation burned deep within his azure eyes.
'Velvet has been strange for the past few days. I hope everything is alright.'
He could feel her attempting to get closer to him. However, despite her efforts, she quickly became frustrated or acted out and ended up resorting to lashing out.
It wasn't like she suddenly started hitting people or attacking him. Rather, she would ask to train several times a day and wear only the basic training gear. She no longer used a cape or shirt to cover herself.
Velvet was a very voluptuous and attractive woman. And as a demon, Asmodeus couldn't just hide his desires if they became too strong.
