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club and drinking her dry in order to remain drunk, chasing her patrons away.
    He needed another drink, if only to cope with the head fuck that was the woman beside him.
    He had intended to leave the packed noisy club after his previous drink, having already downed twenty glasses rather than the one he had sworn he would have.
    She had chosen that moment to walk into his life, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room, including his.
    He could lie and say that the first thing he had noticed as the crowd had parted to reveal her was that she wasn’t a mortal, but he was still feeling honest with himself, despite his best attempts to kill that part of his brain with alcohol.
    The first thing he had noticed? That was how beautiful she was, with rich hazel eyes and sleek black hair. The second thing he had noticed was how that black hair reached down to her navel, two thick streams of it covering her breasts, but not concealing their dusky peaks.
    The third thing had been that she had curves in all the best places, and that he had gone too long without a woman, because just the sight of her had had him steel-hard beneath his loincloth and armour.
    That she wasn’t a mortal had been the fifth thing he had noticed about her.
    The fourth?
    It had been the purity that shone from her, a touch of innocence that showed in how she reacted at times to the men around her and to him. Whether it was a stolen glance or a blush from her, it had him enthralled. Completely enchanted.
    Utterly bewitched.
    He had noticed many things since then, including that appearances were deceiving and she was powerful beneath that slender feminine exterior. The latest thing he had noticed was that she brought out a dangerous side of himself, one he had never realised the depth and strength of before tonight.
    Since her confession that she felt the men here wanted to hurt her, he had found himself wanting to kill any male who so much as looked at her. He couldn’t stop himself from contemplating tearing their heads off or gouging their eyes out with his thumbs. He wanted them all away from her, wanted to take them all down, all to ensure one thing.
    That she would feel safe.
    Somewhere in the middle of the rollercoaster ride of feelings that had started the second he had set eyes on her and had been sending him hurtling up and down and throwing him for a loop ever since, he had realised something.
    He could understand her and no one else in the bar could.
    That disturbed him.
    It unsettled him almost as much as the feel of her gaze boring into his throat and the need it stirred, a deep consuming desire to feel her teeth pressing into his flesh.
    He was hungry and that was the only reason he was fantasising about letting the female take a bite out of him. He wanted to do the same thing to her. He wanted to devour her.
    He pushed that wicked tempting thought out of his head, replacing it with ones about her language. He was one hundred percent certain that he didn’t have a clue what she was saying and didn’t know her language, but it seemed to filter into English in his head. It wasn’t a power she held, because no one else could understand her.
    Was it a power he held?
    He was still discovering ones that Asmodeus had passed to him when they had formed a master-servant bond.
    Maybe he would ask the bastard about it later, when he returned.
    Whenever that would be.
    He wasn’t in a hurry. He didn’t give a flying fuck about his duty right now, when in the presence of the immortal beauty beside him. Hell seemed like a million miles away, nothing more than a distant memory, and he liked it that way. For the first time in what felt like forever, the weight of the world and his sins wasn’t resting heavily on his shoulders. What was it about her that chased all his cares away?
    Was it just because he was so absorbed in studying her, had all of his focus pinned on her and turned away from himself, or was it something else at work?
    The female was taking her