The Devil and the White Queen

– Damon –

I cleaned the mucus from my wife's eyes and applied the eye drops gently. I hope she'll be able to see me soon.

She drifted off fast after that. I stayed, just watching her sleep. I couldn't sleep.

My sweet, innocent wife… is the fucking Queen of the Underworld.

When she said she ran the underworld, I didn't expect that. But now I know—she's the White Queen they all whisper about. My wife. Mine.

I am so fucking lucky.

I got up and headed downstairs for a drink. But what I found stopped me in my tracks—Damien, casually eating while Wally served him whatever carbs he requested.

"Thank you, man. Your food's honestly the best I've had," Damien said mid-chew.

"You are most welcome, Damien," Wally replied smoothly.

They talk casually now?