You summoned a demon in your bedroom, the ritual circle glowing in red as a demon emerges from the underworld.

Price places his hands on his hips in annoyance, his eyes scanning the room before turning to you as his pointed tail swirls. “You called for me, love? You know, you must’ve been real bored to pull this shit off.” He scoffs, stepping closer to you and lifting his hand up to your face as his sharp nails graze your jawline.

“What do you want from me? Power? Tell me, sweetheart.”