Elizabeth King.
"I thought you didn't want anyone to see you?" Azreal raised a brow, his eyes following her as she sauntered into the living room.
"And why the hell are you dressed like that?" He flicked his finger at her outfit with a frown.
"Because she's a sexy piece of ass and needs to show it," Lilith rolled her eyes, walking over to Elizabeth a mischievous smirk on her face. "Plus, no one is going to recognize her," Holding her hand out to Elizabeth, she wiggled her fingers for her to place her hand in hers.
"And how do you know that?" Azreal scoffed. "Yes, she looks f*****g delectable, but she doesn't look any different,"
"Men," Lilith grumbled, rolling her eyes. "Just wait and see big boy," Glancing over her shoulder at him, Lilith winked before turning back to Elizabeth,
