Chapter 7. Love Fortress

Aira’s POV

“DANIELLE!! WHERE THE FVCK ARE YOU?” an animalistic, ear drum bursting growl resounded throughout the brothel.

I stirred out of my love drunk stupor and was taken aback when a pair of beautiful golden eyes met mine but the bewildering part was not the demon eyes that met mine, it was the fact that I was in Danielle’s lap who was sitting in the corner of a …. bath tub?

The bath tub was really really strange if it was what, what I thought it was and why the hell were we um-mm …. hiding here?

Putting an index finger over his luscious pink, swollen lips, Danielle shushed me and shouted back, “Where else do you think I would be at this hour, Zev?” he sarcastically replied and the man on the other side of the room grunted and stormed off mumbling incoherent curses under his breath.

“Why are we hiding here?” I asked as I properly straddled the smirking demon and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands automatically slid down to my waist an