Chapter 137

Grinning at the appreciative reception, Prince Ulrich rubbed his hand over the back of his neck as he decided whether to get dressed or claim he had nothing to wear, so he could enjoy the witch's blushing ogle a bit longer. It had been days since Dimitri managed to rescue him in the curse tunnel, but he suggested that no one should know about it. Then he cast a magical spell to make him look different. As a powerful demon, he could shift shape to any creature and had planned to make the witch responsible for what happened pay. 

However, upon tracking the witch's scent, Ulrich hadn't expected the beautiful bombshell to smell amazing nearby and look like one of his harem in the underworld, in fact, she was above all of them. Who knew those terms could play together so nicely? Yeah, big tits and narrow hips, but something about those lush lips and almond-brown eyes sealed the deal.