Samara was about to sit on the chair, but Demon pulled her wrist and made her sit on his lap, but Samara stood up and said in a very monotonous tone, sitting on the chair next to him, “Sir, I will be more comfortable here”

Samara doesn’t know from where she got so much courage to speak like this in front of him, but now she was feeling so disgusted with his touch that his touch made her feel like throwing up. Demon nodded blankly as his mind was not able to process the things going on around him and started serving food to her, but what caught his attention...