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Chapter 5
Alyssa
I don't know what I expected the castle's inside to look like, but this wasn't it. This place looks like a bordello!
A red carpet covers the floor, and expensive lamps hang from the ceiling, ornamented with diamonds and other gemstones from different parts of the world.
Couches are covering the walls, each one velvet red, and the candles positioned on every table give this place that ultimate touch of sex—it wouldn't surprise me if Azrael claimed he was a pimp. I'm expecting an escort to jump out at every corner!
"Are you coming?" Azrael asks playfully as I hesitantly follow him up a staircase.
"This isn't really what I expected this place to look like,"
Azrael chuckles. "Not as fancy as your castle, princess?"
I glare at him, which earns me yet another chuckle. He leads me further into his cave, and it gets weirder by the minute.
The other floor got way too many rooms for a castle. Music is sounding behind a close
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