"Are you really a girl??" Asked the handsome man once again. This time there was a hint of urgency in his voice. "If you don't answer me, I'll strip you to find out myself!"

Hearing the man's words, Emmelyn immediately snapped, "You pervert!"

Hearing Emmelyn's high-pitched voice which she no longer made the effort to disguise as a man's, finally, the devil smiled. He looked at the girl from head to toe and then nodded several times, looking satisfied.

"Hmm .. you're not bad. This can work."

"What do you mean by 'this can work'?" Emmelyn glared. She must have gone mad for daring to talk back to the devil incarnate himself, Prince Mars Strongmoor, the crown prince of the Draec kingdom.

[Maybe, when people were at the brink of death, they would no longer feel fear. They knew they would soon die anyway.]

Yes, that's probably what happened.

Prince Mars walked over to Emmelyn and closed the distance between them. He touched the girl's chin and tilted his face closer to hers.

"Uhm .... wh-what do you want?" asked Emmelyn in a nervous voice. Suddenly she felt her knees losing strength.

[Will this devil pull my head off my body? Why is he holding my chin?]

The next thing that happened was utterly unexpected by the girl. Instead of squeezing Emmelyn's head and crushing it, the devil landed a kiss on her lips.

For a moment, the girl went into a daze, and her body froze. The kiss was so sudden and intoxicating. When the devil kissed her, somehow, all of Emmelyn's nerves refused to work. It was as if every fiber of her being welcomed the kiss with joy.

What is this? Why can't I move? thought Emmelyn. Her treacherous eyes closed, and her lips let out a soft moan. She didn't even recognize that sound. Did she ever make such sound before?

After God knows how long, finally, their lips parted. The man looked at Emmelyn in amazement and his face was now filled with a smile.

Dammit. Why is his smile so cute? scolded Emmelyn. He. Is. The.

Devil.

[I came here to kill him.]

"HOW DARE YOU!!!" Emmelyn who just found her voice immediately shouted at the devil and slapped him with all her might.

The prince was unfazed. He took Emmelyn's hand that just slapped him and gripped it tightly.

"You will be the mother of my children," said the man in a commanding tone. His shameless words rendered Emmelyn speechless. "I need three children from you." Find this chapter's source on MV-LEM-PYR.

"Eh ... wait.. what? Hold on a minute," Emmelyn, who was moved from her shock, hurriedly rubbed her lips roughly as if trying to remove the devil's marks from them. "I don't want to be your wife! I don't want to marry you, you devil!!"

The man frowned and squinted his eyes menacingly. "Who said anything about marriage?"