Jasmine scoffed as she took small steps towards Damien. To think he was trying to make her nervous with just little threats and pep talks made her blood boil. She crossed the distance between them and held his cheeks, doing the same he did to her, leaving him dumbfounded.
"Ha! You've had your fun, now it's my turn. How dare you, a demon, speak to me like that? You know no one dares speak to me like that, not even the kings of all kingdoms. And you, a demon who only has access to a cranky space like this, dares to? Are you even a second-tier demon?" She laughed in his face. "I also have my questions, but first, you have to pay for what you've done to me, and for taking advantage of my unconsciousness. Starting from, this..."
In one swift move, she smashed his head into the wall, causing him to bleed, then pressed her fingernails deeper into his cheeks, making him bleed from there as well.
Damien remained silent, waiting for her to finish doing whatever she wanted to do. When she finally paused, he spoke in a low, measured tone, "Oh, forgive me. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Lord Damien, King of the Demons, Seventh Tier, Top-Ranking Demon." He paused, his gaze piercing as he added, "And i don't seem to understand the part where I 'took advantage of you'?"
Jasmine's eyes widened, but she failed to believe him. "King of Demons? bwahahaha!" she mocked, her tone dripping with skepticism, which only seemed to frustrate him further. "Why would a demon king live in such a place? And why would you allow me to harm you?"
Suddenly, she felt herself lifted, her neck grasped firmly in his hands. She struggled, hitting at his hands and coughing, desperate for him to release her. "S-Sorry, I believe you," she gasped. But Damien didn't loosen his grip. His eyes turned red, no longer just frustrated, but hungry. He didn't seem intent on killing her, but rather... something else. "Damien!" she shouted, but it was as if he couldn't hear her.
His fangs were about to sink into her neck when he abruptly stopped. What was that? he thought to himself. He wanted to kill her, not bite her. Looking at Jasmine, who was breathing heavily, he helped her up and back to the bed before leaving the room without a word.
Jasmine, who was too shocked to process what had just happened, It all happened so fast. The information she just received was just too unbelievable. She replayed the scene in her head: she had met a demon king, slammed his head into the wall, and now... now he hated her.
"Why did I do that?" Jasmine wondered, her eyes wide with panic. "What have I gotten myself into?"
She immediately remembered the exam, she needed to get of this place. Damien was not an option, he probably hated her and she didn't want to use the painting again, after the trauma she went through. or...she could just sneak out through the door? But she didn't know the way back to the human realm. That seemed like her only option, so it's worth a try, she thought to herself.
She tiptoed to the door, bracing herself. Just as she was about to open it, the door burst open, causing her to stumble backward. Damien stood in the doorway, holding a liquor bottle.
He didn't bother looking at her as he walked inside and dropped the bottle onto the table.
"Come here," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. Jasmine, who was now frightened, walked towards him, trying to maintain her composure. "We both have lots of questions, don't we?" he asked, his gaze finally meeting hers. She nodded.
"We'll take turns asking questions, and you must answer," he explained, his eyes glinting with a warning. "If you don't answer, you'll drink." He gestured to the liquor, and she gulped spit down her throat...She was a bad drinker.
Trying to regain her confidence, She spoke up, "If it's okay for a demon king to drink with me, I'll appreciate it. But I'm not sure I can. I have to head to the examination."
Damien's expression remained unreadable. "The exam starts at noon, and it's almost time," he said, his voice dripping with an unspoken threat. "I'll take you there, but I'll be back to get you immediately after. And it's a must! If you resist... you know what's in store for you.