♱ Chapter • 23 ♱

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱

A few hours were needed until finally Asmodeus had stopped his tantrum. He had really felt the idea of being let go, but what would everyone say if they knew that the much-feared prince of lust was just a whining baby who hates feeling left out or abandoned.

It was comical.

The m...