Page 319 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

Orion stared at me without blinking. Scorpius scowled with his arms crossed over his wide chest.

The demons looked at me with sympathy, then turned to glare at Malum.

It felt like I had people on my side.

I leaned forward, and for a long moment, I pressed my forehead against Luka’s back and let him shelter me from my problems.

Taking a ragged breath, I ripped myself away from the twins.

I stood up straight and sauntered lazily toward Malum. “Sorry for my theatrics.” I tossed my hair over my shoulder. “Some of us have had some unpleasant experiences in the arena.”

As I walked past, I raised my hand to my head and gave Malum a middle finger salute.

“I am still your captain. You will show me respect,” he shouted behind me.

I didn’t look back.

Gone was the blushing man.

He was angry.

“Go fuck yourself, Captain.” I waved at him with my third fingers.

He growled like a wild animal.

I kicked a rock at Malum. “Can you stop lollygagging? We have a showcase to compete in.”

Sun god, messing with him filled me with an immense amount of personal satisfaction.

There was a loud crack as said rock slammed dead center against his flaming chest.

Malum exploded into flames, but he didn’t move. He arched his brow slowly like he was taunting me.

I narrowed my eyes back. The irrational urge to scream at him, hit him, yell at him until he released his flames and lost all control overwhelmed me.

I tapped my foot and pretended to examine an invisible watch on my wrist. “Oh, look, it’s time for you to pull the stick out of your ass.” I pursed my lips. “Also, we’re going to be late.”

Malum growled, and I smirked.

Getting under his skin always gave me little bursts of pleasure.

I wanted him furious. Uncontrolled. At my mercy.

Before Malum could respond, Zenith stomped forward. “Let’s go. Enough with this bullshit. It’s getting old.”

Everyone reluctantly followed him.

“Zenith for captain,” I said loudly.

Malum choked and stumbled.

I smirked.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” John whispered down at me as he and Luka resumed flanking me like they were my personal bodyguards.

I gave him a manic smile. “Of course, why would you ask?”

Luka grunted.

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