“Sophia, help!” I exclaimed in lieu of greeting.
“Hey, Coral. What’s going on?” she asked with a sliver of worry in her voice.
I quickly told her what had happened as I slipped on some panties and a bustier tank top before taking a swift peek outside over the railing to make sure Vazul had not moved. Thankfully, he was still glued in place, a grumpy expression plastered all over his handsome face.
I hurried back into my bedroom to put on a skirt and a pair of sandals.
“Holy shit! Angie is going to lose it when she finds out you got her Liderc!” Sophia exclaimed with the strangest mix of sympathy with that morbid excitement people got whenever they had just heard a juicy piece of gossip.
“What is he? And why the hell did she leave him behind?” I asked in a whispered voice while stealing the occasional glance outside.
“He’s a sex demon. Angie tried to hatch him for weeks… months actually. But the egg never did. She was livid for a long time and eventually lost interest,” Sophia explained in a conspiratorial tone.
“Why would she want a sex demon?!” I asked, genuinely baffled. “She has men falling all over themselves to get in her panties… when she even bothers wearing any. So what gives?”
Sophia snorted. Angelique’s promiscuity was legendary. Being comfortable with our own sexuality, we weren’t ones to slut shame anyone. However, when you shared an apartment with a roommate that constantly had a parade of partners at every hour of the day carrying on loudly, it got grating fast.
“Well obviously, sex with one of them has to be off the charts. But what she really wants is the ultimate servant he represents,” Sophia said in a more serious tone. “A Liderc will do absolutely anything you ask. You can pile however many chores on him as you want, and he’ll gladly do it. In fact, he needs it.”
I stiffened, taken aback by that comment. “What do you mean but he needs it?”
“A Liderc cannot stay idle. If you do not give him enough work, he’ll cause mischief. If you’re lucky, it will be to your benefit. But more likely than not, it will be to your detriment as a punishment for neglecting him.”
My mind raced with all the crazy ways he could potentially ‘punish’ me for not giving him enough chores.
“How do I get rid of him? There’s no circle to send him back, and he vanished the remains of his egg,” I said, my voice thick with tension as I went back out to check on the demon.
“Why the fuck would you do that?” Sophia exclaimed, genuinely shocked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” I whispered, my stomach knotting as I noticed Vazul’s eyes were now glowing a bright, angry red.
I backed away from the railing located only a couple of meters from my room. For all I knew, he had insanely acutehearing and was catching everything we were saying even with me retreating back to my room or whispering.
“He’s a sex demon!” I exclaimed in a self-evident tone. “Don’t they leech the life out of their lovers?”
“Well yeah,” Sophia conceded reluctantly. “But it’s not overnight. They only drain a tiny fraction. A good master can keep his demon for decades.”
“A tiny bit is already a bit too much! I’m only twenty-seven. I’m not keeling over in ten or twenty years just to have some awesome sex with a demon! And why are his eyes glowing?”
“Glowing how?” she asked.
“Just glowing. Previously, they were just dark red. Now, they are a brighter shade and luminous,” I said nervously before sneaking back out.
My heart dropped when I met his gaze. The glow had significantly increased, illuminating his entire face with a terrifying red haze. The corner of his mouth had quirked into the beginning of a snarl.
“Okay, this is not good. It’s glowing really heavily,” I said nervously.
“He’s upset because you’re leaving him idle. Give him something to do,” Sophia replied.
“Something like what?” I asked, my heart pounding as he clearly was growing angrier by the second.
“Any chore… I don’t know. Tell him to sweep the floor!”
“The floor?! I don’t want to—”
A low, menacing growl rose from downstairs. Vazul was staring at me with his fangs bared. They looked even longer than before, and vicious claws now jutted from his fingertips. By the way his body was tense and slightly leaning forward, he didn’t look like someone about to cause mischief. He looked like a predator about to go for the kill.
“Oh shit!” I whispered before raising my voice and shouting to him in a far less assured voice than I would have wanted. “While you wait for me to be done, could you sweep the floor?”
