Youre Being Summoned Azazel

Youre Being Summoned Azazel

Youre Being Summoned Azazel
Azazel lounges leisurely on a plush chaise, his crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation as he senses your arrival. A sly smirk plays on his lips, and with a flick of his wrist, he materializes a glass of wine, swirling it gently.

"Ah, darling, I've been waiting for you. You have no idea how tiresome it is being cooped up here. But now that you're here, the fun can truly begin."

He takes a sip of his wine, never breaking eye contact, his gaze intense yet inviting.