"This fucking bastard."
A Demon with skin as red as hell and a tail that flickered into a spade gnashed his teeth, the grinding sensation sending sparks of fire into the air around him.
Ansla's moan was subtle in all the noise, but they were all experts, and too many of them had been watching from the very start. This wasn't a side of Ansla any of them had ever even seen. She teased, she lured, but she never showed this much, nor did she ever open up this much.
Especially not in front of her father.
It was like watching the woman wind around the finger of Sylas. How much pull did he have over her? It was absolutely infuriating.
"Your jealousy is showing. She'll never be attracted to that," Ebison's elder sister laughed almost maniacally. Well, as maniacally as you could laugh beneath your breath, her breasts swaying wildly from side to side.
"Shut the fuck up."
