Chapter 124. The Four Reapers

Third POV

In the dimly lit throne room, laughter spilled through the air, mingling with the heavy scent of incense and rich wine as four people lounged together below.

Three of them laughed and joked, glasses of wine in their hands. Two were women—twins. Ivy and Isla.

They were identical in every way: long red hair, bright green eyes, faces and bodies sculpted to make anyone, man or woman fall at their feet without a second thought. They were known as the Red Succubi, female demons who seduced men and ended their lives with smiles

on their lips.

And the red in their name wasn’t just for their hair or for the dresses they wore. It was for the blood they shed. The blood of their victims, which they loved to drench themselves in.

“Haha, you should have heard his screams,” Ivy said, lounging on one of the seats below the throne. “Isla and I cut off his fingers one by one. He screamed like a bitch.”

Isla chuckled at her sister’s words, nod