Chapter 27 - The Curse

"Urgh, I'm coming! Stop banging the door like that." Devon woke up to the sound of someone knocking heavily at his door.

He opened the door and saw the angry face of Ria standing at his door entrance with a big bag in her hand.

"This is everything sir Aiden asked for." She said before throwing the big bag at his face, but of course, he dodged it. It seemed she expected that to happen, because she turned around on her way out of the housing estate after throwing the bag.

What Devon didn't notice was that a smile appeared on Ria's face when she was on her way out of the housing.

"Heyyyyyy, you could have at least waited for breakfast," Devon said, as he stared at Ria's backside with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Sigh, how I wish I was the lucky bastard eating that damsel out," Devon muttered while picking up the big bag which was on the ground.

*Ding

"Sin of lust task assigned: eat up Ria Paulsen.

Timeframe: ~~~~~~

"Now that's what I'm talking about, even a genie won't grant one's wish that fast." for once he was happy about a mission. He walked inside the house with the bag in his hand.

Devon removed what was in the bag, then threw it to the other side of the living room. His hands brought out a yellow attire which was adorned with the alliance emblem print all over it.

"Which person in their right mind would wear this!" at first he thought Ria was trying to get back at him,, but he knew she wasn't that brave enough to do that kind of thing since it was from the order of that woman.

"Even slaves would rather die than wear this piece of shit." the voice jested.

"First it was the hair then now it's the clothes, if this isn't a perfect way to ruin an innocent man's day then I don't know what it is," Devon stated, anger added in his tone.

"Your breakfast is ready, sir Aiden," a maid in pure white attire walked out of the room with a bountiful dish in her hands. The foods were so much that she had to put them on a tray.

"Hmmm, hmm, at least I get to have a decent breakfast," Devon said as he went to sit on the living room chair.

The maid didn't need to be told, she walked quietly, then placed the food on the table. She turned around then burst out laughing when she saw the clothes which were on the chair.

Though she was putting on a mask, Devon could tell that she was laughing at the cloth.

"Is this what your alliance calls a personal attendant attire," Devon mumbled with the food already in his mouth.

"Sir Aiden, I think someone is trying to get back at you," she said those words quietly before also sitting down on the chair with her leg placed on top of the other.

There wasn't any male member of the alliance that would allow his maid to sit that close to him no matter what. It was even against the rule of the alliance, but Devon didn't give a crap about all this, strangely the same applied to his maid, she also didn't care about the alliance rule.

"A personal attendant of any courtyard is allowed to wear any dress he or she wants to wear," she didn't ask what he needed a personal attendant cloth for. All she did was explain the whole detail of the attendant to him while Devon listened quietly.

He didn't even listen to this quietly when the voice was explaining anything to him, but before this woman he did.

After a while Devon was done eating, the maid brought out a handkerchief from her ring and wiped all the food stain around his mouth. He stood up and went inside the room.

Devon walked back out, putting on a blue attire, his Achilles gold hair was neatly arranged, he had a face that could stop any being in tracks, his mountain peak cheekbones appeared chiseled into shape by a master craftsman. They were of such sharp contour, it looked as if they were sculpted and pared to perfection. With eyes as bright and spellbinding as lodestars. Eyes that could bewitch all those who fell under his steady gaze, and his spicy aroma was appealing.

"Isn't this kind of beauty too much for a personal attendant, or what do you think?"

Listening to her words, Devon then used his transformation skill to turn his lavish deep blue attire into an ordinary brown one. To avoid any problem, he also changed his appearance to that of a purple-haired youth with glowing-like skin.

He thought 'some genes could be passed if the mother was a cougar, who is to say the daughter isn't.'

"Anyway, thanks for choosing the attire I picked." she walked towards Devon, almost 20 centimeters shorter, as he towered above her. However, for some strange reason, his head was down. She then lifted his chin with her index and peered deep into his eyes.

Devon stared back into her eyes, it was only when he was with this woman did he dare to show his true self. Though he wasn't capable of developing any kind of feelings for any woman in the universe, but if there was one woman that could break that curse it would definitely be the person standing in front of him at the moment.

She was about to place her head on his chest when Devon disappeared out of the room. A chuckle escaped from her lips, seeing this one could that it wasn't the first time this kind of thing had happened.

"If this continues, I would have no choice but to kill this woman."

"Contractor better not forget about the one forbidden rule of a Devil, If this doesn't stop I'll kill her myself."

*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*