Riley POV

"Ruby, coffee!" The tyrant ordered.

I wanted to spill the burning hot coffee all down his hard body, burning those ridiculously delicious abs. Then I could lick... fuck! I can't even hate the man without wanting to fuck him. I don't believe in magic, but I swear I'm going to find anyone that claims to be a witch to de-spell me of this beast.

"You're coffee sir." I smiled sweetly to him as I set his cup down. I chose the black mug everyday just like his soul. I ...