The Incubus System Chapter 1019. I Never Break My Promises

The Incubus System Chapter 1019. I Never Break My Promises

I could see the vulnerability in her eyes, the openness that came after our intense intimacy. Zalira, the queen, was rarely in such a state—guard down, exposed in a way that wasn’t just physical. But I couldn’t get lost in the satisfaction of having her like this. I had to move forward, to solidify what I had come here for.

“Now let’s get down to business,” I said, my tone shifting slightly, more serious, though still laced with that easy confidence. I stroked the side of her face gently as I spoke. “Next contract.”

Zalira frowned, pulling back slightly, her brow furrowing. “But you said the sex was the contract,” she asked, confusion lacing her voice. Her hand still rested lightly on my chest, though there was now a cautiousness in her posture, the queen in her reasserting control.

I met her eyes and nodded. “The sex is the contract,” I confirmed. “But the next one? It’s just to make sure you will be loyal to me like I will be loyal to you.” I took her hand, lifting it to my lips, and kissed the back of it with a smirk, my eyes never leaving hers.

Of course, I was talking about my Demon’s Rule skill. Honestly, I preferred to use it when her love meter was over 6. But yeah... since I’d done this before, especially with Mrs. Clea, I figured I might as well go for it. Plus, knowing she was one of the senators in the Demon Hunter organization and didn’t know I was Ethan—the guy she wanted to turn into their killing puppet—I decided to play it safe.

Zalira raised an eyebrow, her gaze sharpening. “Loyal?” she echoed, her voice dipping into skepticism. “You’re questioning my loyalty? That should be my question, Mr. Great Demon,” she said with a slight edge, her regal tone returning, though she still looked at me with a mix of curiosity and intrigue.

I smiled, touching her chin lightly, guiding her eyes back to mine. “Believe me, my dear,” I whispered smoothly. “Though I am a demon, I never break my promises.” My smirk widened with confidence. I knew this was crucial. I had to ensure her loyalty—and if she didn’t know it already, she would soon. ‘Except if I forget, like when I promised Larry to play games with him,’ I added silently in my mind, amused at the thought. But this… this I wouldn’t forget.

She held my gaze, weighing my words, her expression thoughtful. After a long moment, she nodded slowly. “Alright,” she said, her voice softer now, though there was still an undertone of wariness. “I’ll agree to this… but don’t think I’m blind to what’s happening here, Damian.”

I chuckled softly, brushing my thumb along her jawline. “Oh, I know it,” I admitted with a grin. “But trust me, Zalira, this contract will benefit us both.”

Just as I was about to initiate my Demon’s Rule skill, Mia’s voice cut through.

“Damian,” she called, her voice calm but with a clear warning in it.

I turned my head slightly, giving Mia a curious glance. “Yes?” I asked. Mia rarely intervened unless it was necessary, so her interruption caught my attention. Her face was flushed, her eyes betraying the faint embarrassment lingering from having just witnessed me and Zalira's intimate encounter. She tried to maintain her composure, but the faint pink tint on her cheeks was impossible to miss.

Mia’s gaze flicked around the room, her expression serious despite her blush. She wasn’t here to joke around, that much was clear.

“Just reminding you,” she said, her voice measured, careful, like she was choosing her words. “This place has an advanced demon alarm system. Not to mention the angelic crystal is here. Are you sure this is the best place to settle a contract like that?”

I stiffened slightly, realizing her words. She was right, of course. The Serpent Kingdom’s defenses weren’t just for show. And with the angelic crystal nearby, anything remotely demonic would likely trigger all sorts of alarms. It wasn’t just about being discreet; it was about survival. One misstep and the entire place could be alerted to what was happening.

I suppressed a sigh, realizing the gamble I had nearly taken. The Demon’s Rule skill wasn’t something I could afford to cast in a place like this, not without risking all of it—my plan, Zalira’s trust, and my cover.

Zalira, still lying beside me, watched the exchange closely, suspicion flickering in her eyes. She wasn’t oblivious to the undercurrent of our conversation, even if she didn’t know the full extent of what was going on.

“What are you talking about?” she asked, her eyes darting between me and Mia. There was a sharpness in her tone. Zalira was many things, but naive wasn’t one of them. The look she gave me demanded answers.

I straightened slightly, giving Zalira a smile that I hoped would diffuse her suspicion. “Mia’s just reminding me of the… security measures,” I explained, keeping my tone light. “She’s right—this isn’t the most ideal place for certain actions.”

Zalira’s eyes narrowed, not fully convinced but willing to listen. “Security measures?” she repeated, her voice laced with doubt. “You are about to use some kind of demonic magic, are you?”

I nodded, keeping my expression calm and collected. “Yes, but it won’t hurt you,” I assured her, my voice low and smooth, doing my best to ease her suspicion. Her eyes stayed locked on mine, still searching for some hidden motive. She wanted to understand, but she didn’t trust me completely yet.

I moved my hand to her hips, gripping her gently, pulling her a little closer as I spoke. “We’ll settle it somewhere else. This place isn’t the right place for what I need to do.”

Before she could ask any more questions, I used my teleportation skill. The dark power enveloped both Zalira and me for a brief moment. The room vanished around us, replaced by the cool night air and the open sky.