Another Reason

Ditun entered the vast sitting room, disregarding the swirling puffs of smoke in the air that emitted a strong smell of tobacco.

He paid it no mind and continued further in, where the moonlight of the night poured through the large circular window, illuminating the figure who sat on his sofa, with one leg crossed.

Knowing Maximum, he was probably out now, looking for Verina to end her, but Ditun resolved to hide her before the demon could find her and to keep any information from him.

Maximum didn't spare him a glance as he took the seat opposite; it seemed as though he was accustomed to Ditun's uninvited entrances into his home.

Despite his constant smoking, Maximum's skin remained smooth, and his face and hard jawline showed no signs of aging. Fortunately for him, being a demon rather than a human had its advantages.

"I need to ask you for a favor," Ditun got straight to the point, ignoring the smoke that wafted towards his face.