The Damned Demon

Asher entered a grand hall, lavishly decorated with twisted candelabras and intricate patterns on the walls. The hall was dimly lit with flickering dark golden torches to set a sensual mood. The floor was made of dark polish stone and inlaid with intricate designs in gold.

There was an elevated stage in the center of the hall, adorned with dark, twisted sculptures and surrounded by dark golden light. The stage was surrounded by dark ivory mats laid on the floor to let the patrons make themselves comfortable to watch the special event.

And closer to the stage, what surrounded it was plush seating, made from dark wood and adorned with plush cushions, where only the most prestigious guests would be seated, eagerly waiting for the most beautiful pearl to make her appearance.

On these seats, only two handsome young men were present, dressed in extravagant attire and standing out amongst the other nobles due to the impressive aura they were giving off.

Nobody dared to disturb them despite how envious they were feeling of these two for getting front-row seats to this special event.

But they couldn't really complain, especially since one of these young lords practically owned this place.

"Edmund and Oberon?" Asher mumbled as he entered the hall. He saw Oberon dressed in a grand black attire with golden dragon embroidery that exuded his power and grandeur. As for Edmund, he was dressed in dark blue attire, tailored to perfection and fitting his noble frame. Both of them had their silver hairs slicked back neatly, and based on their appearance, it was obvious that these two took extra measures to look more attractive tonight.

If not for the color of their attire, anybody could mistake them for brothers, especially due to the same hair color.

Asher knew Oberon got his silver hair from his mother, unlike his brother, Silvan, who had black hair just like his father.

However, what made him pull his brows together was after seeing how close these two seemed despite being from two different Houses.

He thought there would be a strong rivalry between them due to the fact that they were coming from two of the three Great Houses.

But then why did it seem like they were thick as friends, chatting, laughing, and drinking together?

Darren heard Asher's mumble and said, "Oh, it seems Prince Oberon must have known there was going to be a special event today. Otherwise, he wouldn't be here so early. Young Lord Edmund must have informed him."

Asher hummed and asked, "These two are best friends or…?"

Darren slightly tilted his head and said, "Of course, they are quite good friends with each other, but that doesn't mean they don't consider each other as rivals. Their friendship is actually built on top of their rivalry. That is one of the main reasons why I think they are here…to try and get the favor of the Temptress Supreme, just like they always try to do. We all know none of us to stand a chance to earn her favor since these two shine the most among us. But we still come to enjoy the presence of her otherworldly beauty and the elegance of her art," Darren said with a dreamy look as if he was already feeling dazed by imagining the last time he saw her.

Asher furrowed his brows and asked, "The Temptress Supreme? Is she the most beautiful pearl in this place? What is so special about her for even these two to try so hard?" Asher knew that men like Oberon and Edmund were too proud and arrogant to try and court a woman.

But since it seemed like these two had been trying hard to get the favor of this Temptress, it only made him more curious about her.

Darren blinked as he softly chuckled and said, "I think if I simply describe her, not only won't you truly understand what is so special about her, but I would also be doing injustice to her beauty. Only when you see her for yourself can you truly understand. Look, here she comes," Darren said as he looked up.

The hall was suddenly filled with a hushed silence as Asher, and every other man in the hall looked up eagerly.

Suddenly, a piece of soft, melodic music began to play, and a spotlight illuminated a chair swing that was suspended high above the stage.

Asher squinted his eyes as he saw the faint silhouette of a woman, sitting gracefully with her legs crossed and her hands holding a flute to her lips as she played it.

As the chair swing began to get lowered slowly, the sound of men gasping in awe and excitement echoed in the hall.

Asher got a better view of her as the chair swing descended slowly. He could see that she was dressed in a flowing, silken gown that sparkled in the dim golden light, and her long, golden hair cascaded down her shoulders.

Her face was partially obscured by a delicate golden veil, adding to her air of mystery and allure.

Her eyes were almond-shaped and deep-set, with long, thick lashes that framed them perfectly. They were a deep, captivating shade of emerald green that seemed to change color in the light.

Her gaze was intense and piercing, and her eyes seemed to hold a wisdom and knowledge that belied her youthful appearance.

However, the way her silk gown was wrapped around her body was something nobody could resist ignoring. Her body was a work of art, with curves in all the right places. She had a slender waist that flared out to full hips and a well-endowed bosom, accentuated by the gown that hugged them firmly, creating quite a deep, tempting cleavage.

The off-shoulder gown she was wearing showed off her smooth shoulders and her prominent and defined collarbones, creating a natural curve that drew the eyes of these men to her slender neck.

Her legs were long and shapely, and her arms were toned and smooth. Her skin was as soft as silk and had a pearlescent sheen that made it look almost otherworldly.

And what made Asher's brows raise even more was the fox-like features on her body. Her ears were long and pointy, sitting high on her head, and she had a small tuft of golden fur at the tips.

She had three bushy tails that were fluffy and golden and were hypnotically swaying in the air. Her tails had a life of their own, looking quite expressive and seeming to move in time with her emotions.

The long, slender nails on her graceful fingers were creamy white and what set her apart from other women of the vulpinari race was how unique and captivating she seemed while having elegant bearings that made her appear even more mesmerizing.

'A fox woman?' Asher didn't know whether he should feel surprised or not that the most beautiful pearl of this brothel was a fox woman. However, he had to admit that she deserved that title more than any other succubi here. In fact, her beauty was on par with Rowena's but in a different way.

He knew fox women were known to be quite seductive, but this woman took it to a whole another level. Her beauty was not just skin deep but had an inner radiance that shone through in her every moment and gesture, especially the music she was playing through her flute. It just sounded quite ethereal and otherworldly. A melodic blend of haunting notes and soothing melodies created a sense of mystery and intrigue around her.

Even Asher felt an oddly soothing sensation in his mind and felt drawn to it. But he shook his mind to not fall for her charms since he wasn't here for pleasure. In fact, seeing how Oberon and Edmund were having their mouth water upon seeing her only made him subtly curve his lips, thinking that maybe what he was planning would be easier to achieve.

The moment the chair swing settled down on the stage, she gracefully lowered the flute as the music stopped flowing, creating another blanket of silence.

Nobody uttered a single word as if they didn't want to besmirch her presence. Instead, they held their breaths as her lips arched into an alluring yet elegant smile that made these men feel like they were fortunate to be born to get a glimpse of her visage.

Darren was already sitting on the mat, his soul stolen by her captivating beauty.

Her succulent pink lips parted as she spoke in a melodic voice, "Welcome, my dear guests. I am Kira, one of the pearls of this establishment. As a lover of music and its various melodies, I love to reward those who can bring out the meaning in my music. So here I am again, hoping that one of you could give me what I am looking for while I take you on a journey through my words and let my melody take you to a place you have never been before."

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