Devil's Angel
by hikaru_miyazawa04
Prologue
"EXPLAIN THIS OUTRAGE, VAYLE."
"I could not begin to try. I have no idea how this female" – he glared so contemptuously at Serenity that her soul seemed to shrivel – "got into my bed."
Dear God, could he be right? For the first time, Serenity noticed that the bed hangings were beige tapestry, not the green silk of the bed she had gone to sleep in. Was she in his bed? Certainly she was not in her own.
His voice was ominous. "Come, my angel from Hell, why don't you tell me and our audience how you happen to be in my bed?"
"I do not know."
by hikaru_miyazawa04
Prologue
"EXPLAIN THIS OUTRAGE, VAYLE."
"I could not begin to try. I have no idea how this female" – he glared so contemptuously at Serenity that her soul seemed to shrivel – "got into my bed."
Dear God, could he be right? For the first time, Serenity noticed that the bed hangings were beige tapestry, not the green silk of the bed she had gone to sleep in. Was she in his bed? Certainly she was not in her own.
His voice was ominous. "Come, my angel from Hell, why don't you tell me and our audience how you happen to be in my bed?"
"I do not know."