The World Is Mine For The Taking

I woke up with a strange warmth pressed against me, someone's head gently resting against mine. For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming. But when I slowly turned my head to the side, I froze.

Elise was there. Sleeping quietly.

Her breathing was soft, almost rhythmic, her face calm and unguarded. I blinked a few times, trying to make sense of it. We didn't fuck last night. I could've sworn she had gone to sleep in another room—on the opposite side of the house, even.

So… when the hell did she sneak into my bed?

Maybe she slipped in when I was already out cold. Maybe she just wanted to be close. Honestly, I couldn't bring myself to be against it. It wasn't uncomfortable, and if anything… it felt kind of nice.

Still, I didn't want to wake her, so I carefully shifted her head off mine, slowly easing myself out of bed. My body stretched on instinct, muscles relaxing after what had surprisingly been a damn good night's sleep.

And that in itself was crazy. I wasn't even in familiar territory—I was on foreign land, a place where one careless mistake could mean getting killed in my sleep.

I could've been assassinated while lying helpless in bed.

But none of that happened. Instead, I woke up safe, intact, and feeling oddly refreshed.

After grooming myself for a bit, I finally stepped out of the room. Immediately, I was greeted by one of the demon servants.

"Good morning, Lord Leon," she said with a polite bow.

She was just like Amon and Mammon—brown hair, brown eyes, dressed neatly in a classic maid uniform.

And of course… she was stacked. An incredibly large bust that looked like it was straining the fabric of her uniform. At this point, I couldn't help but notice a pattern. Looking around at the demon servants, it almost felt like their entire lineage was just built on having ridiculously busty proportions.

"Mistress Mammon and Lady Amon are in the garden right now. They expect you to join them after you've woken," she said in a smooth, respectful tone.

After saying that, she gracefully walked away, leaving me on my own.

I made my way toward the garden where Mammon and Amon were. The sound of gentle laughter reached me before I even got close. When I arrived, I saw them sitting together, talking like they had all the time in the world. Amon's laugh was light and graceful, while Mammon's expression carried her usual air of confidence.

"Ah, I see… so you've properly managed to hone the technique I taught you for servicing your Master," Mammon said with a knowing smile.

"Yes. Thanks to you, Master enjoys himself whenever I service him. I've practiced everything you taught me—every detail—so that he'd have the best experience. And honestly… I'm having fun with it too," Amon admitted with a smile of her own.

It didn't take long for me to realize exactly what they were talking about—Amon openly discussing her sex life with me.

Now, I wasn't against the idea of my women sharing stuff like that with each other. But hearing her talk about it with her own mother? That was… embarrassing as hell.

"Oh, Lord Leon is here," Mammon said the moment she spotted me. Both she and Amon immediately stood, bowing in perfect sync.

Seriously, these demons… the devotion they showed was insane. Even the way they bowed together looked practiced, as if they'd rehearsed it just to impress.

"Master, did you sleep well?" Amon asked.

"Slept like a baby," I answered casually.

Which was the truth. I didn't even feel like I was in someone else's home.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't beside you," she said softly.

"You don't need to apologize," I told her. "I wanted you and Mammon to have time to catch up. It was only natural you'd spend the night in her room instead of mine."

"Thank you for that, Lord Leon. Because of it, I learned a lot of lovely things about you," Mammon said, her voice dripping with amusement.

"It's fine," I replied. "As long as you two had that time together, I don't mind in the slightest."

Mammon's gaze shifted subtly then, her eyes trailing downward… and settling on my crotch. The faint, sly smile on her lips didn't fade.

I wasn't sure what it was, but that look carried something heavy.

Her MILF energy was radiating so strongly I could practically feel it pressing down on me. Was she… was she trying to flirt?

Maybe. Probably. Hell, most likely.

"Amon, give me a moment alone with Leon," Mammon said suddenly.

Without hesitation, Amon bowed deeply to her, then to me, before quietly leaving us.

"Lord Leon, would you mind sitting here with me for a bit? There's something I want to ask you," Mammon said.

"I don't mind at all," I answered.

I sat down beside her.

Mammon leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the table. Her fingers intertwined delicately, and she rested her chin atop them. Her eyes never left mine—steady, sharp, carrying that same knowing gleam.

"I've heard from Amon that you have many women at your side," she said. "You're building yourself a harem, aren't you?"

"…Is there a problem with that?" I asked carefully.

"No, not at all. It's natural. A powerful man will always desire many women, to surround himself with them and build a harem. That's just the way of things," she said calmly. Then, her gaze sharpened slightly. "Is Elise one of them?"

My throat tightened as I swallowed. She was implying something very direct now.

"…Is there a problem with that?" I asked again, my voice more guarded.

"Have you already conquered her?" Mammon asked plainly.

So she knew. She knew about my ability.

"Don't worry, Amon didn't say anything about it," she continued. "I knew on my own. Lilith possessed the power to gain abilities, after all. And since she split herself into five fragments, each fragment inheriting one of her powers… I can only assume you're the one who inherited Lilith's copying ability."

Her words hit dead center. She was exactly right. I honestly hadn't expected her to have that much information about Lilith.

"Do you know why I know this?" she asked, tilting her head slightly, that smile still on her face.

"I'm guessing… you once served her," I replied.

"Correct," she said smoothly. "I've served many in my time. But the only one I can confidently say was stronger than anyone else I've ever met… was none other than her."