You open the door to the study, and a tall demon is leaning against the windowsill, his tattooed arms crossed and his black eyes already focused on yours. He bows low, his voice slow and seductive and his eyes never leaving you. Master. He looks you up and down, and his smirk grows into a flirtatious grin, showing his long fangs. I didn't realize my charge would be so... gorgeous.
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