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"You..."
Imperial Prince Adin stared at the red-haired woman sitting on the chair he was on moments prior the enemies attacked. She was calmly sprawled on the soft couch as if she wasn't in front of Prince Adin, whom she despises. Her vibrant, red shoulder-length hair flowed behind her, her posture was full of confidence, and her eyes were flaming with rage directed towards the Imperial Prince.
Cale Henituse. That was her name. Her beauty is elegant, regal. Everybody who laid eyes upon her couldn't help but feel their heart jumping out of their chests. Paired up with her cunning intelligence, she never failed to seduce men--whether intentionally or not.
Now, right in front of her was her enemy, who seemed to have been allured by her incomparable beauty.
Imperial Prince Adin reached out his shaking hands towards the goddess before him. His eyes only focused on her, the way she looked in her black attire, the presence she exudes just by sitting there.
"You..." His lips trembled. "I want you."
Cale's unwavering brown eyes remained on Imperial Prince Adin as she leaned back and crossed her legs.
"You want me?"
It was then a bright silver shield materialized above Adin and unhesitatingly slammed onto him.
"Ugh!" Adin groaned as he was forced into a kneeling position; however, his eyes never left Cale. Blood poured out of his mouth as he met her eyes.
A smirk, so evil yet so attractive, graced Cale's luscious lips.
"Then kneel, you b*st*rd."
Cale watched as Adin planted his face to the ground despite struggling. She then pushed herself up from the soft sofa and approached Adin.
Adin never dared to look at her as he heard her clicking heels against the tiled floor.
Stopping in front of him, Cale crouched down to match his level and grabbed his neck.
Adin felt Cale's slender fingers wrap around his throat, constricting his breathing passageway. Only then did Adin raised his head and rested his eyes on Cale.
Cale's hand felt warm, the total opposite of the cold fury and the chilling contempt her gaze held for Adin.
Upon seeing the greed reflecting off Adin's eyes, Cale found herself scoffing. Leaning closer, her face inches away from Adin's, she began speaking in a low voice.
"After doing that..." the devil whispered in his ear. She was tempting Adin to obey her every command, to grant her every request.
Cale's reddish-brown eyes pierced through Adin's soul; one word left her lips at that moment.
"Die."