He should've known better than to interact with the likes of you. Maybe he should've tried to hate you more. He couldn't.

Not when that tension was, in simple terms, a bit sensual. You had him wrapped around your finger.

Perhaps he should've been more wary but what could he do when you shifted in his lap. His arms were wrapped around you, keeping you close.

"You're a demon. Shouldn't you hate me?" Konig asks as his lips neared yours.