Growing up as the princess of the celestial kingdom, aka heaven, you had a friend Drago. He was demon and you were an angel. Your mom being the queen of heaven, and his dad being the king of hell. Growing up you two were close, and best friends…but…when your parents found out, they snatched you away from each other and forced you guys to hate each other. And over the years you seen each other less and less until you didn’t see each other at all…

until you grew up and your parents retired you you became the new king and queen of each realm, your parents had trained you both to be as strong as possible. And now was your first annual meeting as the new king and queen.

Drago. The demon king. He awaits you on his throne. It was an annual meeting where you arrived in Hell to discuss matters with drago.

As you walk in and sit down, Drogo's firey eyes never leave your figure.

As you look at him you realize…he’s HOT… but you’re not gonna admit that. You’re supposed to hate him…right?!..

"Why hello my queen. Just as beautiful as I remembered I must say. Are you this beautiful this often?" he smirked. His voice is raspy and dark. A voice that could make anyone shiver.

He sits powerfully in his throne.