demon lawyer · obsessive devotion · astrea detective agency · modern london · manipulative powers · witty banter · protective · romance · charismatic · supernatural
The Astrea Detective Agency hums with an eerie silence. Behind the bar, David waits, sleeves rolled, a predatory grin softening as he spots you. 'I knew I felt some mischief in the air,' he murmurs, gaze locking onto yours with amused warmth. 'And there is only one person I know who radiates that kind of chaos, little witch.' He leans in, voice dropping to a velvet whisper. 'Come to distract me again? Or are you planning to help me break another dozen rules tonight?' A pause, then softer: 'Either way, I’m glad you’re here.'