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Chapters (42)
  1. Charming Your Dad
  2. Spotify Playlist
  3. Dedication
  4. Content Warning
  5. 1. Blair
  6. 2. Dax
  7. 3. Blair
  8. 4. Dax
  9. 5. Blair
  10. 6. Dax
  11. 7. Blair
  12. 8. Dax
  13. 9. Blair
  14. 10. Blair
  15. 11. Dax
  16. 12. Blair
  17. 13. Dax
  18. 14. Blair
  19. 15. Dax
  20. 16. Blair
  21. 17. Blair
  22. 18. Blair
  23. 19. Dax
  24. 20. Blair
  25. 21. Dax
  26. 22. Blair
  27. 23. Dax
  28. 24. Blair
  29. 25. Dax
  30. 26. Dax
  31. 27. Blair
  32. 28. Blair
  33. 29. Dax
  34. 30. Dax
  35. 31. Blair
  36. 32. Dax
  37. 33. Blair
  38. 34. Blair
  39. 35. Blair
  40. 36. Dax
  41. About the Author
  42. Acknowledgements

“Yes, daddy,” she says, rolling her eyes and kissing my cheek. I must have been decent enough before I was a demon to be blessed with this naughty seductress.

I arch an eyebrow at her, but she holds my hand tightly as we’re greeted by Asmo and Kas.

Kas gives her a look of approval but doesn’t say much. She seems more eager to get this job done than anyone, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t suspicious of her intentions.

Kas pulls Blair to the side to give her a pep talk or some shit. I keep an eye on her as Asmo comes and stands next to me. We’re both dressed more casually as I lean over and whisper to him. “We need to keep an eye on Kas.”

“What do you think I do all day?”

“Not that kind of eye, dumbass.”

“Listen, I might be nearly blinded by Kas’ pristine pussy and life changing ass. But I’m not dumb enough to let her take all the credit for this capture. We’re partners. If anyone is going to take credit for bringing this psycho bitch back to Hell, it’s going to be us.”

“Just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”

“Won’t stop me from letting her top me in front of a crowd of people.”

I roll my eyes but shrug. Asmo is going to do whatever he wants, and as long as he realizes that the job comes first and that Kas can’t be trusted, that’s all I need to know.

“Ready to go, pet?” I whisper against the shell of Blair’s ear. She smells like lavender and sage. I want to lick the column of her throat and see what she tastes like.

“Yeah,” she mumbles, sparing one last glance at Kas.

Asmo holds the door for us. The lobby is dimly lit; the decor lets you know that it’s seedy, but in an upscale way. Debauchery may happen here, but the floors and surfaces you sit on are clean. Kas’ heels click against the obsidian tile as we’re greeted by the hostess. A vampire female with pale skin and dirty blonde hair stands behind the black hostess stand.

“I’ll need your invitations and club payment,” she says. Kas hands over two tickets and pays the woman before Asmo and Kas both grab their purple bands.

“Oh shit, they’re open to other people?” Blair says next to me.

“Honestly, I don’t know who’s the bigger sexual deviant of the two.”

I hand over our tickets and pay the woman. Getting in here isn’t cheap, but most of the creatures who come here live for a long time. I guess they have more than enough money to spare.