“ I said: enough.” Tom took his hand away, scratching my thigh with his fingers. I opened my eyes and I squealed with pain. Then I saw a Demon flew across the church and bounce against the door.
I squealed with fear. Who's that? If Tom was strong as a Demon, then who she was?
“A Nephilim, darling.” She answered the question that wasn't asked out loud. “ I can hear your thoughts.”
She emerged from a shadow. She was beautiful. She had short, dyed blond hair, styled in a way that made her look like a s*x bomb. She wore tight leather trousers, and a top with a cleavage reaching her belly button. Her face features were typical of an Arabic woman.
“ Hi, we haven't met, yet. I'm Lara.” I knew only one woman with that name from the stories told by The Highest, but she was killed ages ago.“ Oh
