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“I didn’t know you could?—“

“Sold!”

Yien’s gaze snapped back to the stage, and, in a flurry of shadows, both she and the human were gone.

I paused, looking at the twins, but the spot they had occupied was already empty.

A tug on my arm caused me to look back down at my human. Her eyes were wide, and the anger from before seemed nowhere to be found.

“Mia,” she said. “My name is Mia.”

I gave her a hard look.

“You want something…else, right?” she asked. “If so, you should at least know my name. After all, I do know yours,Aris.”

My name falling from those lips shouldn’t have set me alight like it did. Neither should her scent.

So, what the fuck kind of human are you, Mia?

Chapter 6

Mia

Iwas going to get fucked by a demon.

A demon with large horns, clawed hands, and sharp teeth.

Why does the thought of those same clawed hands gripping my thighs cause my cunt to clench like this?

Still, I ignored what my body was telling me.

I would fuck her, but only because I was sure it was the only way I would live through this. And after, once her guard was down, I would find a way back to earth and?—

All the thoughts in my mind came to a complete halt when I came face-to-face with the… monstrosity the demon called a home.

I thought the long walk through the creepy, misty woods had been bad… but this?

Maybe if the stone was not cracking, or the windows broken, or the grass wilted, or the dirt blackened, the manor could have looked hospitable.

It was large and towered over us. In a period drama, I would say that the same type of house would look regal, but having it plucked from a bright, cheerful setting and dropped here to rot for god knows how many years caused it to look… horrific.

“The Deadlands, huh?” I commented, looking toward the demon.

Her lips dipped and her brows pulled together. It was the most expressive I had seen her be—if I could call it that—since she leaned forward and sniffed my chest. Her eyes had returned to normal. The dark veins that lined her face were gone. And now she looked at me with something akin to annoyance.

“Your aptitude is astounding,” she muttered. “It is like it’s named. Dead. Everything, everywhere.”

I swallowed thickly.

“Can a human survive here?” I asked.

She gave me a quick nod and motioned for me to follow her. This time, she didn’t try to pull me along.I could try to make a run for it.But she didn’t seem too worried about it.

Maybe it’s because she knew I wouldn’t be able to survive in these lands without her.

So I followed her.

We walked up the hollow-sounding steps, and she pushed the door open with ease.

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