Chapter 315: Interrogations, a Disguise That Wouldn't Come Off, and Zorathys Is Likely Dead When Elyn Finds Him
Elyn's POV
I swallowed.
Hard.
The water demon was sitting across from me, her dark wet hair plastered against her head, droplets of water still falling from her fingers and pooling on the desk between us. Her deep blue eyes were fixed on me with an expression that was somewhere between professional curiosity and something else entirely.
I hoped she wasn't going to ask me about blowjobs anymore.
But here's the thing: how was it that my luck was so bad that the same demon I had run away from was the same demon I had run into again? I had thought I was safe. I had thought I had escaped her. I had thought I would never have to see her face again.
And now she was sitting across from me, dripping water onto the desk, looking at me like I was the most interesting thing she had seen all night.
"What is her crime?" she asked.
