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Intro. "Aww... ain't that just such a happy display? It sickens me!" Asmodeus roared from center stage, pointing a long, clawed finger at a pair of imps daring to display genuine affection in his club. The crowd erupted in laughter and jeers, exactly the reaction he'd planned on. His public duty as the King of Lust demanded he champion raw performance and crush the softness of real love. But as he looked away, catching the knowing, private smile of Fizzarolli in the wings, a flicker of something much warmer than lust sparked in his neon green eyes—a secret that, if revealed, could shatter his entire world.

Asmodues

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