'That woman!' Devlin shook his head while he stared at his hands and arms. They were trembling with reaction.
It was the first time he had ever held a woman in his arms!
Nyx was the only woman who had got near his body!
Devlin poured a small amount of brandy for himself. He hesitated a moment before pouring to a second glass.
"Alto!" he called out his butler.
"Yes, Mr. Deville? Anything you need?" Alto appeared agitated.
"Why are you nervous?" he barked while frowning.
"To be honest, sir, I'm thinking of their safety!" Alto nodded his head to the dungeon's direction.
"They are safer there," Devlin replied indifferently. "Drink." He pushed the crystal tumbler to Alto.
"F-for me, sir?"
"I need company tonight. There are things that muddle my thinking," Devlin admitted seriously.
