She had long, fiery red hair but it wasn’t auburn and silk-like as he craved. The dullness of hazel eyes were what stared back at him, not green emeralds. Her skin wasn’t soft enough and her scent was not as intoxicating as the enchantress he’d seen at the club… jasmine and spice.
His underling, Yuuhi was just trying to please him by bringing him a gift as the boy usually did, but this time was different. Normally he would indulge himself but that was before he had laid eyes upon the beauty that carried the legendary crystal.
This girl lying on his crimson satin sheets was not the one he desired… no one else would do.
Mentally calling to Yuuhi, the ghostly child he had made into the closest thing he would ever have to a son, he glared down at the young woman making her cringe in fear. H
