Chapter 15 : Give Me What I Want

Glancing down at the ensemble I threw together, I shrugged. Clashing colors. Tide-dyed flip-flops looked truly ridiculous. Did I care?

Not really.

"You left me on the beach," I said, crossing my arms, maintaining a steely gaze.

"And?" Asmodeus said, turning to the bar, a tumbler of an amber liquid sitting on the counter. He gracefully lifted the rocks glass to his lips.

I watched him take a deep gulp of the bourbon. I tried not to look at him, stay angry, but watching his golden throat bob as he swallowed was making me thirsty. "And? Someone literally stole the shoes off my feet."

"I was wondering about those," he replied around the glass, the corner of his mouth ticking into a smirk.

I ground my teeth together, irritated by the amusement on his face. "Something could have happened to me. Do you not care? At all?"

"You bore me, pet." His lips curved downwards and he lowered his glass. "Why are you here? Couldn't be just to chastise me."

"I need your help," I muttered