All the Mistresses Come

With a shy look on her face, Hazel gently pushed him on the shoulder and said, "Even if you don't have me, there are a lot of women waiting for you. How can you act in this pitiful way?"

Zac pinched the tip of her chin dotingly. "Are they tender and delicious, sweet and juicy, soft and beautiful as my little fool?" Then he buried his face in her neck.

She giggled like a silver bell colliding with a silver bell.

"Can a devil king become an angel?" she wrapped her arms around his neck and asked with a smile.

"No, he can't. The Devil King is leading the hell and is self-centered. Angel has to be controlled by God and has no freedom," Zac replied arrogantly and evilly. He put his big hands into her clothes and played with the private plaything he 'rented' to his son.