Leviathan rose his two middle fingers at their faces.
They froze.
Biwa furrowed her brows. "What is that suppose to mean?"
"Fuck you all!" He snapped with a vein popped on his forehead.
Kamyla crooked her head to the side, staring at the demon prince's fingers. "Is that... Is that suppose to represent your penis?"
Biwa suddenly gasped. "Oh my goodness! Is that how small your penis is!?"
Leviathan's brows quirked. "Huh!? Wait what!?"
The girls grimaced in pity. "Oh dear", Kamyla covered her lips, "Are you really that tiny?"
"What!? No! That's not exactly what it—"
"You don't need to feel ashamed about it", Bimo coaxed.
"She's right", Biwa nodded. "It is not your fault..."
"What the fuck are you three talking about!?"
"Are all pink demon gods that tiny? Do you ever finish all through?" Kamyla asked with attentive eyes.
"Fucking no!"
"Your face is turning redder", Biwa noted. "Don't bust..." Bimo cooed.
"Shut up! All of you! My penis isn't the size of my finger! Why the hell are we talking about this!?"
"Poor, Levi", Kamyla shook her head, tsking. "He's in denial".
Biwa and Bima nodded.
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This book is rated +16.
Chapters of this book contain graphics writings not suitable for young readers.
It consists of gore, strong language, slavery, crime, steamy scenes, racism and discrimination, offensive and insensitive characters and thoughts.
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The characters of this book are fully diversed in tribe, race, religion and personality; with no thoughts written to offend any — it does not support and promote any of its negative components and twists — all being part of the storyline build up.
This is an African historical fantasy romance. The native languages, tribes, kingdoms and names are all pure fiction.
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