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Watching Asura struggle with chopsticks makes me laugh. She looks up at me with a frown on her face. “Do you know how to do this?” she questions.
I stare at her for a moment, taking in her glaring brown eyes. Her eyes are a dark chocolate color with a hint of blood red in them. She’s a demon for sure, although I’ve never seen her demon form. Before the mission, Khazon said that if she shifted, let her go, because there’s no way we would have been able to beat her. Could you picture that? Three of the strongest level hellhounds and the Angel of Death unable to defeat one girl?
I use the chopsticks to pick up a sushi piece and dip it into the soy sauce before eating it.
Asura rolls her eyes. “Yeah. Yeah. Expert.” She tries again, pushing her silver hair behind her ear.
I let out a groan, reaching over to her. Conversations around us with Killian and his hounds continue as if we aren’t even here. “No. No.” I take my time fixing her fingers to the places they should be in. “Like this.” Her hands soften, but don’t take to the form I am trying to teach her.
I look up to see her watching my face. We lock eyes and for some reason, I swallow hard. I’m touching the Princess of Hell. I pull back, sitting up. She’s royalty here in the Shadow World, but by the way she acts, she doesn’t feel like it. She feels like an everyday normal girl, but clearly, she isn’t. Not that she’s much different than any girls I’ve met. Her dad just so happens to be the Devil that can smite me for even breathing the same air as her.
“Why did you fight Inarian?” she questions after a moment.
I glance at the others who could care less about what we’re talking about. “He’s a dick.”
“Is that it?”
When I lick my lips, I see her dark eyes dropping to my lips. Don’t worry about it.”
She cocks a dark brow, leaning in. “So, you didn’t hit him because I hurt myself on his body? Because that… would be stupid.”
I set down my chopsticks. “Would it be, though?”
Her lips curl into a smile. “You don’t have to protect me, Ledger. I’m capable of doing it myself.”
My brows pull together. “Oh, are you? So, why did I risk my life to save you from the Blood Clan?”
“Oh, please.” She scoffs, stabbing the sushi with a fork and shoving it into her mouth. “I’ve dealt with Draco and his men before.”
“How did that turn out?” I pick up my food and eat it.
“Bloody,” she says after a pause.
My eyes flicker up to her. She’s looking down at her food, and regret runs across her face. Asura has a reputation for hurting men who were sent after her. Each time, they came back hurt and crying about her true form. Now, Khazon is getting the reputation of “Best Reaper,” because we were able to bring her back, but she didn’t put up much of a fight for us. “I’m curious, Asura.”
She looks up at me.
“Why and how did you became a…” My voice falters when I look over to her brother. He might not know, yet.
“A stripper?” she says with a smirk.
I let out a chuckle. “I’m just curious. You probably could have used your magic and coerced men to give you money or a fancy place to stay.”
She sips her drink. “What fun is that, Ledger? I’ve grown in the Earthbound world and the experience was fun. Girls were always nice and made me feel like family. It was also a way for me to get quick money.”
I want to ask her if she gave men lap dances like she did for me, but I’d rather not know. It doesn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter. Now, she’s mine. No man will ever lay their fingers on her without me being ready to hurt them—like Inarian. Just the thought of him hurting her makes me ten degrees hotter. “Do you miss it?”
She nods. “I’d like to go back one day. It was fun. I made friends and we would go out to clubs, dance, and drink. I had fun, even if I had to always move around to different clubs and things.”
“You made friends?” I choke on my sushi. “How?”
She scoffs, but she’s smirking. “With my winning personality, asshole.”
I snort. “You have a personality? I thought it was just looks.”
She kicks my foot lightly. “Ass!” But when her laughter fills the air, my throat tightens. Fuck, she’s so fucking beautiful, but Khazon would kill me if I took it further. That is his best friend…Or ex best friend now. I’m not sure what’s going on with that situation.
We all enjoy the night, drinking and eating too much sushi. Asura kind of got the hang of using the chopsticks until she got pissed and would use her hands. Oddly enough, she’s very affectionate around her brother, hugging him and tousling his hair.
