Hell's Belle - Eve Newton Page 0,32

I can’t believe that he is giving up everything for me. It gives me a thrill on a level that I have never experienced before. I decide to ensure that every day will be exciting with him so that he never has to feel like he made a mistake giving up being an Incubus for me.

“Hey, Roberta,” I say as the massive Demon looms into view.

“Your Majesty. I was expecting you yesterday as well.”

The slight reproach rubs me up the wrong way. I make the rules down here. “I will visit when I see fit,” I inform her loftily.

“Of course, Your Majesty,” she murmurs, bowing her head.

“Now, what have you made me?”

Roberta hands me two files. Clearly marked with yesterday’s date and todays. “We had an average day yesterday, but today we have found someone special.” Her eyes gleam with excitement.

“Oh?” I ask, full of interest. Roberta doesn’t call just any old fucker “special”. You have to have some serious oomph about you to acquire that label.

She nods emphatically, her several chins jiggling with the movement. “A brand-new Incubus. Drescal will have to up his game with this male following in his footsteps.”

I bite the inside of my lip. It’s not up to me to tell her that he is quitting.

“Do you know he hasn’t brought in a single soul in a month? A month!” she goes on.

I raise my eyebrow. At least I know now he was telling the truth about that and I didn’t even have to ask about it. It absolves me of any responsibility for coming across this information.

“You don’t say?” I mutter. “So, this new guy?”

“Oh, yes! He is remarkable.” She leans forward. “Between you and me, he used to be a bit of a playboy, so it was expected where he would end up, but he has that glow that I know is the marker for excellence.”

“Okay, great,” I say and then take a seat at her desk. “I’ll just go through these, see who’s coming through.”

She nods briskly now that gossip time is over.

I don’t really concentrate on any of it. All I can think about is Drescal and how it feels to have made a decision about being with him properly. I can’t help but think about Elijah as well and Aleister also wanders into my thoughts, which take a rather sexy turn. He is exactly the type of male that I crave. He is huge and powerful but will submit to me without a second thought. He knows his place. Drescal will let me take control, but he doesn’t let me forget that he is an Alpha male. He’ll let me push him around but then he wants a chance to do the same. It’s fine. I don’t mind him taking over, I don’t want to do all of the work all of the time. It has its place. Elijah, though? I don’t think I will get him on his knees again in my lifetime. I find it irritating, kind of sexy in that major Alpha way, but still irritating…now, Aleister…mmm. He is a male that I find absolutely nothing annoying about. He has done everything right so far. Okay, so we’ve only had one encounter, he still has time to fuck up somehow, but I don’t get that feeling from him. He could’ve ignored the situation, but he came to me, hat in hand and left the punishment up to me. He has respect for both the title and me. I know that I care about Drescal. We have been screwing around for a while and I like him. But I think I may have fallen just a tiny bit in love with the Gargoyle Master.

“Your Majesty?”

“Hmm?” I look up from the file and realize that I’d been staring at the same page for a while.

“Is everything okay with that one?” she asks worriedly.

“Yes, of course,” I mutter, embarrassed to be caught daydreaming over a bunch of males like a lovesick teenager. I slam the file closed. “All in order. I will be back tomorrow. Keep me informed on our upcoming star.”

“Of course,” she says.

I stand up and after issuing my imprisonment order, which she doesn’t bat an eye at, I flame out. I have two places that I need to go. One is back to Elijah’s. I’m pretty sure he has been keeping something from me, and then back to Gregory’s.

I stifle my yawn as I land back in my bedroom. I’m tired after a sleepless night but I