Twins Different Worlds
Proposal

The Irish snorted in annoyance, as Diavolo and herself appeared in a beautiful garden. If other girls like all pretty and beautiful things, like flowers or dresses and the like. Irish is not. I don't know, he doesn't know why himself.

"Don't like it?"

Irish clucked in annoyance. The girl walked away from Diavolo, feeling very tired of being there. "What do you want? Tell me." Diavolo said, tailing behind the Irish.

"Take me off! You know I don't like.aaarrgghhh." Irish grimaced as the mark on her forehead heated up. Han called. Diavolo approached, one touch from the man's finger making the heat subside.

"He called you, I was really curious about him." Diavolo said he tried to help the Irish but the girl refused.

Irish straightened her body back up. "Can't you find him?" Irish LEDek. Diavolo's gaze instantly turned sharp. The man walked over to Irish, who was reflexively rewinding his steps. "Don't you think I can't break through the array he built for you." Diavolo made a squeezing motion with one hand, in which the protection Han made for the Irish slowly faded away, as the cracked glass walls grew more and more widespread.

Pyaarrr, that was how it sounded when the protective wall was destroyed. With the Irish drawn towards Diavolo. The girl was immediately in the demon lord's arms.

"Why do I control you? That easy. But I want to do anything with you when you're conscious." Irish pushed away Diavolo's chest which was squeezing him further. Creating a safe distance is the best option right now.

"Deliver!" The Irish continued to thrash in the twists of Diavolo's two hands. Although the Irish were tall enough to keep up with Diavolo, his petite posture compared to Diavolo made him so easily embraced by the demon lord.

Diavolo commented a thin smile. Irish may be the most physically cute girl Diavolo has ever met, but it takes a lot of effort to just be able to take her out. A moment away from the supervision of his older brother, Isaac.

"Diavolo, motherfucker, off!!" Don't forget the sexy lips of Irish who always eloquently scolded her. Countless times had Irish cursed him without fear.

"Aren't you afraid I'm gonna throw you in my bed because of your curse?"

"I'm not afraid!" Reply Irish in the midst of his grunts. For Diavolo did not at all loosen the two hands that hugged his waist.

The next second Irish eyes rounded when his body was already on a large mattress. In a room with black and red domination. The same room where Bakiavolo once took him. The demon king's room.

Before him, Diavolo had already started taking off her own clothes. Sontak Irish tried to escape. But Diavolo pulled two Irish legs until the girl remained in her bed. Irish wanted to scream as Diavolo's lips began to explore her lips. The chest of the demon king field seemed to squeeze his twin hills. Creates sensations that the Irish have never tasted.

Diavolo's lips continued to grip the Irish lips intensely. With one hand the man held back two Irish hands that had been busy fighting back since. Irish tried to rebel in the middle of the crush of a large body Diavolo who wanted to master it.

"Ohh shhittt!!" Diavolo cursed as Irish bit her lips, so the man was forced to break her kiss. That's when Irish consciousness returned. Knows that what just happened is a Diavolo trick, a hallucination the man created.

"I'm not that easy for you to conquer." Irish pounced off Diavolo's embrace, leaving a faint smile rising on the demon lord's lips. Irish is hard to get. Even the visual trick that always works to ensnare the offering victims was easily broken Irish.

"Well, you won this time. But what about this?" In an instant the two bodies had already appeared in front of Green Hills. Irish House. The girl was surprised by Diavolo. What do you want the man to come to his house.

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"Hey, what do you want to do?" ask Irish astonished. Diavolo remained silent without answering.

"If the way I can't get you, then we use the human way." Diavolo walked into the Green Hills, even the front gate of the mansion was instantly open for the demon lord. All the souls around the place instantly blurred as soon as they saw who had come. The intruder alarm did not go off, ah Irish instantly forgot who Diavolo was. Even the most advanced security system would not be able to deter the man.

Irish thought Diavolo was going to barge in, break through the door just like that. However, Irish was stunned when Diavolo pressed the doorbell of her house. "What else is he doing?" Angry Irish pissed. I really don't know what Diavolo is thinking.

Isaac's eyes widened perfectly, Diavolo showing himself to the father. Without reprimanding Isaac, Diavolo came to Lendra. Bend down and extend a hand.

Irish and Isaac looked at each other. The world has not yet ended, right? How can Diavolo be nice to Lendra. What was going on and what did the demon lord want? A big question mark appeared on the head of the world's other twin duo.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Diavolo dall'Inferno, my Irish lover, your daughter." Irish glared towards the demon king who cosplayed being human. How could the man confess his lover.

"No, Dad!" The Irish pulled Diavolo away, from Lendra who was still digesting Diavolo's words.

"What do you mean ha?!" Irish teeth were beating with the annoyance that filled his heart.

"I mean? Of course I want to get to know your family. Even though I already know all about them." Diavolo whispers in Irish ears, while walking away from the girl.

"You said Irish lover? Why Irish never told. Is that why you rejected Eric."

Diavolo's hands clenched hearing Eric's name called. Could it be that the man was the mate who had already marked Irish. "Don't fuck with Eric. He has nothing to do with Irish." Isaac again warned Diavolo.

"The more you forbid me, the more curious I'll be. You know, mate Irish will be the first to die, once I know who she is."

"But that guy wasn't Eric."

Diavolo's eyes flushed red, knowing Isaac knew who the Irish mate was. Up ahead the Irish are still trying to explain that Diavolo is not a lover or anything. Not even friends.

"Who is he then? Why would he dare to see you if he wasn't your girlfriend or someone who had special feelings for you."

"He's a nobody Irish, huh. She is not an Irish girlfriend. Idihh ogah has a girlfriend of hers." Shangkal Irish repeatedly.

"When did he come here to do what?"

"I want to propose to your daughter."

Holy hooch! Isaac and Irish pat each other on the forehead. Especially this. Even more chaotic this one demon king. Mana Han hasn't come around since. However, Irish is better with Han who is clearly still human even though the rancid and fashions are often too late. Rather than with Diavolo who was clearly a demon king who was disguised as a human. And now he's acting silly with the proposal he did. A demon king appears in the human world and proposes to an Irishman. It doesn't make any sense.

Isaac shook his head slowly. "Not finished thinking of me." Isaac's mumbling.

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