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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"Were you f*cking other men and you're trying to hide it from me? That's why you won't sleep with me. Is that it?" He accused, his dark brows drawn together like raven wings.
Luna had to blink multiple times at such folly as she stared at him in a daze, her thoughts scrambling to understand his logic.
"What did you say?" Frowning, she replied abruptly. "Goddess. No!"
"Really?"
Apollyon sounded taken aback by her rather strong rejection as if he expected her to taunt him, making him aware of what he had been missing even if she had to make some stories up.
"Good." He scratched his chin awkwardly and beckoned her with a finger. "Then, come here. Hurry up. I'm ready." He went on bossily.
She blanched, turning pale.
Was he still expecting her to do something about it even if she did this willfully to make him suffer?