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]

The wind chime of the door rang out as June entered the cafe where he was supposed to grab breakfast with Quinn for a meeting. He anxiously glanced at the clock that marked his forty-fifth minute of tardiness. He didn't even know if Quinn was still in one of the private booths of the cafe. With a smile, he came to the desk for private booths.

"Hi, I'm wondering if the person in Booth Three is still there." He then presented a QR code for the invitation sent to him by the person.

"Uhm, he's still there, sir. May I get you anything to eat while you're here?" The clerk went with her standard routine as if proving that the veil was yet to be unveiled. "Our specials for today are…"

Hoping I'll Beg You