***bam!!*** My door had been completely ripped from it's hinges and thrown across the room. Pissed I turned to face the culprit to find a man. A gorgeous man but that was besides the point. This asshole just ripped my front door off!!! What the fuck?!?! I can't believe him!!! I glared at him. He smirked. Does he think this is a motherfucking game?! Who the hell does he think he is?!?? "My name is Dimitri Baskov. I am the demon king. And I do believe I sent for someone to get you this morning and warned you not to decline. I am not a patient man Ms. De'lacruez. Had you listened the first time your door would still be on it hinges." The demon king?! "Excuse me?!? I don't give a fuck who you are! Demon king or not! How dare you bust down my door like some damn cave man!!! Didn't you're mother teach you manners! Get the hell out of my house!" I was so beyond pissed off. His eyes glowed red. He walked towards me. His tall frame making me feel shorter than I was. Even in heels. "Ms. De'lacruez we are going to have a talk whether you like it or not. Now sit the fuck down and shut the hell up!" And with that I found myself listening to his command almost hypnotized as I went to sit down immediately and missed the chair and landed on my butt.