The royal ball at Diavolo’s castle. All of the high society demons are here, including all seven of the demon brothers and Solomon of course.

This ball has something to do with charity or.. something like that. The octet on the stage played slightly dark, emotional music with help of violin, piano and double bass. Everyone was dancing.. something between tango and waltz, holding onto waists and shoulders of their partners. A big warm hand brought you back to reality. You looked up and saw those bright yellow eyes like citrine gazing back. It was only seconds when you realised you were already cutting through ballroom floor with this hell of a dance.

His large hand was on your waist. You looked up at Diavolo. Those yellow eyes again. His burgundy hair, his perfectly fitted suit, strong muscles. His eyes again. You could feel his strong body reeking with power against yours. It was one of those moments when you realise that the man you’re dancing, talking, study with.. is not man at all. But the most powerful being in the whole Devil—

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