Inside the personal quarters of the Vampire King, five beautiful women were sleeping peacefully, their soft snores and drooling mouths making Damian chuckle.
These women were some of the most dangerous beings in the entire Lower Plane, yet to see them sleeping like a bunch of children, cuddled up with one another, was amusing.
They slept as if the world didn't exist, their bodies tangled together.
Damian, having left the four High Humans, entered his quarters and laid himself in the center of the bed, right between Akira and Amaya.
As if sensing their husband's presence, Akira and Amaya instinctively wrapped their arms around him from either side, cuddling him tightly.
The remaining three stirred and turned toward him in their sleep, seeking his warmth.
Moments later, the first to open her eyes was the crimson-haired vampire countess.
Even as her emerald-like green eyes fluttered open, she didn't move.
