My heart drops into my stomach. I hope I haven’t caused irreversible damage. He doesn’t deserve that.
Eric stands up from the table without a word, and I follow along quietly. I’ll have to make my apology later.
Just as we are about to leave, Alonso rises to his feet as well. “One more thing,” He says in that sickeningly smooth voice, “Swear to me that there will be a demon present. I’ve had enough of this chaos. Hell needs trustworthy leadership to right the balance of the world.”
“We can’t possibly guarantee…” Eric begins, but I cut him off.
“We promise,” I say firmly. Eric looks down at me with concern in his eyes, but doesn’t dare argue in front of this conniving creature.
“Very well,” Alonso says, “I will be seeing you soon, then, Beautiful Angel.” With an elegant bow, he grab
