Start Reading
Description
When your ancestors allow you to summon devils to grant you wishes and riches, what do you do? Well, of course, you summon the devils. And order them to choose the best dress for your first ever High School party, right? *--------------------* A good amount of seconds pass away as my partner-in-crime and I just stare open-mouthed at the fuming human lady in front of us. "She's. Fucking. Hot." I conclude at last. And get a mutual response, "You, dear bitch, snatched the words right off my fucking lips." *--------------------* ©Miss_graphite. All rights reserved.
The Devils At Service
Continue Reading on Wattpad
