Before this chapter begins I would like to mention that while in the picture Alexander has large claws for hands in my story his hands are normal but still big just not overly massive. Also while the story is about love it's not gonna be the main focus. With that out of the way let the story begin!
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(Third Person Pov)
The pride ring one of the many levels of hell had just been through it's own hell the annual execution had ended bodies littered the streets all demons and sinners. Yet somehow one small area was completely void of dead bodies this is Haven a city full of hellborn and sinner alike.
Amongst it all the tallest building stood proud as a symbol to it's people on the top floor a tall man sat in his grand chair going through paperwork. An imp woman helps him with sorting through the many papers like the rest of her kin her skin is a red hue.
She's a fairly tall imp with six white spots on her face resembling freckles fer frame is thin and petite with digitigrade legs her hair is dark and flows down past her posterior. The imp woman has a pair of vertical black horns with thin white stripes her outfit is a simple blue, red and white dress.
With a grunt the imp woman puts down a large stack of papers next to tall man, she grabs his hand gaining his attention.
???: Alexander darlin, you need to take a break from work. When was the last time you went out and had some me time?
Alexander: I suppose it has been awhile, but I'll do that later Rosemary I have for too much to do.
He attempts to get back to his work only for his tie to be grabbed and yanked down coming face to face with Rosemary her anger shown very clear actually scaring him a bit.
Rosemary: Maybe you didn't hear me Alexander Sanchez go take a break, BEFORE I MAKE YOU!
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Alexander: Yes ma'am.
Rosemary: Good!
She smiles as she lets go of his tie and began walking out of the room her hips swaying sensually her tail following the same rhythm she knew what she was doing. Evident by the smirk on her face Alexander's red eyes following the hypnotic sway.
Alexander: (Fuckin hell what is my obsession with milf's! Nevermind that right now she's right I've been overworking myself lately.)
He stands up from his chair and walks into a nearby room it's warm and comfortable with a love chair a fireplace and a large 98 inch wall mounted television. With a sigh he unbuttons his coat draping it on the love seat not stopping until he was shirtless exposing his bare chest and stomach.
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