Before Isla could get a single word out, his neatly pressed trousers dropped.
She stared for a solid two seconds, then snapped her eyes away.
Do NOT look at things that are inappropriate to look at!
Oh my god, that is a LOT to process right now.
All the blood in my body just relocated to my face.
Grayson's eyes narrowed, dark and unreadable, a faint sneer of disdain tugging at his mouth.
"Wash everything. By hand." His voice rang out clear across the quiet office. Isla only dared glance back once the door had opened and shut behind him.
Where the Great Demon King had just been standing, there was now nothing left but a pile of clothes suit jacket, shirt, trousers, boxers.
Wreckage from a battle no one else would ever believe happened.
"...All of it?" Isla asked, hopeful he might r
