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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"Don't you fear me enough to do me a favor, beloved?" Apollyon said sweetly and hugged her tighter. "You know that I just want to be with you every second of the day."
Now, his fingers had resorted to playing with the silver tresses on her back as if he was a kitten---an enormous one that was borderline intimidating---who just found some strings to play with.
He found immense joy in toying with her and making her feel uncomfortable with his larger-than-life presence.
Slightly trembling from the thrilling promise, her brows inched upward at his impertinence. "After you just threatened to kill me slowly like an unhinged madman? No thank you."
"I'll make you like it," Apollyon murmured the words in her hair. "My mate will."