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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]

"Are you part of the Castelli?" Soren took the phone from the table and showed her the photo on it. "Are you sent here by this Lucirien to look for Melissa Sanders?"

The woman looked at the phone and moved her hand to receive it from Soren. She then lifted her gaze to him. ["Soren Aster, you are quite a peculiar person. You survived the Castelli despite killing one of them by accident. Have you tapped into your previous suppliers in an attempt to harm us?"]

Soren trembled before he hissed. "I can do that, but I'm not planning to inflict unnecessary pain on June, no matter minuscule it is. Are you not obliged to do the same?"

["I will be taking this phone as a tribute."] The woman absorbed the phone into her chest. ["However, this is the last time you will dig into any of us. Even if June pitied you three, if you make a move to deny Negomalrog and Hamalma of anything, they will not hesitate to kill you."]

Break Storms, Not Usher Them