"How did you allow yourself to burst into my office and shout something?" a cold note crept into his voice as demonic fingers gripped his chin and pressed painfully with his claws. It was difficult to control the power in the second incarnation, but it was even harder not to undress Walker right now. "It's my fault, my lord," a soft, oily voice swept through the room, and a smirk appeared on Lucifer's lips. "Then I will punish you, my naughty mistress

- so are you adding anything else there? — the girl frowned, examining the bottle of mustard in her hands, which she had just taken from her monster. So as not to drink. - the strongest alcohol that can be found in the dungeon. — the monster grinned widely, squinting his eye sockets funny and tilting his skull to the side, watching his friend with scarlet lights.

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