droopyghost

All June Verrier did was agree to unpaid work and walk into a temple. Never in his life did he think that he will unleash a demon this way. With the demon Lucirien promising him wonders in this life, what would he not ask for? Surely, he did find out what he would.

“Pick a dream, even if it’s a very selfish dream…”

June Verrier was only a B-list actor shortchanged by his agency. He was only supposed to be a person rebelling against his old boss. How did he end up entangled in the affairs of the demons? No matter. Whatever came his way—be it a goon, an arrogant director, or a demon overlord—was dealt with precision. What was there to fear when he had become a devil’s darling?

Similarities with real people and places are coincidental.

Devil's Darling: The Villain and His Demon [BL]

June froze at the scene. It had nothing to do with what Soren was doing, only with the fact that Soren didn't fit the mold of a gangster. When June thought about how the man looked earlier, he was donned in simple clothes: a turtleneck, slim-fit pants, and a dark blazer that he just left on the seat. This man even looked like a working professional, no matter how June looked at him.

However, right now, Soren was threatening him with a switchblade. The question didn't even make sense to the human master.

"Don't lie to me. Kale won't say things like that without a reason." Soren wasn't even chuckling. He kept his polite smile and then raised the blade against June's neck. The tip was even slightly pressing on the carotid artery as if letting June know that Soren could easily kill him. "He blacked out. What did you do? What did you put in him?

A Professional