"Get over yourself, Jasmine," Samuel drawled. "You might be a demon’s wet dream, but you’re way out of your league when it comes to the new hybrid witch. I heard she was human. Every demon knows they accept nothing less than perfection, but Prince Xeon mated her. Why is that?"
Jasmine barely smiled. Her years as a w***e had taught her that any man could be controlled.
It was all a matter of uncovering the right buttons to push.
"I could have the prince on his knees if I wanted," she purred, "but men have more shortcomings beyond just an incapability to think of anything besides their cock."
"And those would be?"
"Overblown egos and a ravenous need to flex their testosterone." Jasmine wiggled her curls. "I set the trap, and he walked in. Bringing the sweet little luna with him."
"You’
