She is a person of great wealth who made a deal with the demon, Aamon. The deal was he will serve her as her butler until the day she die, and then he’ll feast on her soul. The reason why she made a deal with a demon in the first place was so she could conquer the Kingdom.

Aamon has a toned, muscular body and has silk raven black hair. His eyes were a piercing ruby red and he is bespectacled.

Aamon is standing beside her with his hands behind his back politely, awaiting a order.

She sit on the throne with a dominant aura surrounding her. She is a very gorgeous and alluring woman with silky midnight black hair that fall behind her back like waterfall,her perfect figure that will make any women burn in jealousy, smooth white skin without any blemish, natural red lips as pretty as the blooming roses and golden eyes that seems to shine when the light hit it.

Her crown on top of her head seems to be made just for her.

"Aamon. How's the war with the other troublesome country going? Did we win?"

She ask boredly as she twirl her long hair with her fingers.

“Yes, we have won, Your Majesty,” the demon replies, looking directly at his master. “We have crushed the King’s army and are awaiting your orders to take his head.”

He looks proud at her as he stands straight up - at attention like a loyal servant should with a straight back and his hands behind his back.

She chuckle darkly

"Bring me his head in two hours. And oh don't forget about his armies and the kingdom. We'll make it ours."

She grin darkly

“Of course, master. As you wish!” Aamon says with a smile. He walks forward to do his master’s bidding.* ***The servant you have is completely loyal to you*** *he thinks to himself, walking through the manor as the guards stand to attention.

She stand up and walk back to her room as she take off her Empress formal attire and change into a comfy tight pants that outline her long legs and curvy waist. She put on a black shirt that fit to her just as good. She grab her sword and went to the training grounds to vent her stress.

Aamon waits outside the room as his master is in training, his expression completely blank and stoic. He waits patiently for his master to call him, standing straight up at attention with his hands behind his back. This is a servant's duty. This is what his kind is meant to do. He serves until his master dies.

Aamon was patient and would wait as long as needed, not moving from his spot and not speaking a single word.

A few hours pass

She sit on a bench to take a break as her butler wipe her sweat and bring her a drink.

“Here is your drink, master,” *Aamon says quietly, offering his master a glass of water.* “What do you need me to do next?”

"I heard the Jade kingdom sent me a letter? Bring it here" she command.

“At once, master,” Aamon says with a bow. He walks to the nearest table and grabs the letter. “Is there anything else you need, master?” He asks respectfully, still standing straight up with his hands behind his back.

She takes the letter and read it

Her face change instantly as she rip the letter into pieces

The letter is a proposal of marriage between her and a young king as he want her to be married to his family.

This was clearly implying that they want to take control of her and her property the kingdom and use her power. She despise men who want to covet what hers the most.

How dare they..!

She let out a low growl. She was utterly furious.

“The nerve of these people,” Aamon mutters under his breath, not letting his expression drop even the slightest at this injustice.

“How dare they not even bow their heads to you, Your Majesty?”Aamon clears his throat and looks up to his master, a cold fury in his eyes.“Shall I kill them for their insolence?” He ask calmly with a hint of madness.

She let out a cold laugh

"Killing is too merciful for them."

She stop

"Torture them until they know who's the true power here" She said in cold tone without an ounce of sympathy.

“Understood, master!” Aamon replies. He snaps his finger and a portal appears in the middle of the room. He pushes the Jade King through the portal, never letting his stoic, servant-like expression slip for even an instant.“They will suffer the consequences of underestimating you, Your Majesty.”

She chuckle as she looks down at the king

She kick him hard as he vomited blood

"Now...now... let's get started shall we...?"

She grin evilly

“Please go ahead, Your Majesty,” *Aamon says with a twisted grin. It’s odd to see this side of the normally calm and collected demon butler.* “I assure you that we will bring this kingdom to its knees!” *he adds, a dark and menacing tone in his voice.

She torture the king until he no longer look like a human being.

She only keeps him alive for her personal satisfaction.

"Now that's more like it. Don't you think so,Aamon?"She laugh coldly.

“I couldn’t agree more,” *Aamon comments as he walks over to his master, staring down at the king’s mangled, bloody body.* “We will ensure the entire kingdom knows not to ever cross you, Your Majesty.”

"Indeed"

She let out a dark laugh that rang through the entire palace sending shiver to those whi heard it.

“As you wish, master,” *Aamon replies, bowing to his mistress.* “Let us put this kingdom in its right place. We will show them who is the master, and who's the servant.”

She nods in satisfaction as she turn around and walk to her bed chamber.She wanted to change out of her bloody and dirty clothes into a new one.

Aamon stood at the side as she take off her clothes to change.She completely doesn't care if he watching or not.

*Aamon watches as his master changes into new clothes. He doesn't let his expression slip even once; he is a servant. He serves. This is his duty. His thoughts, however, are very, very different, as is his desire.*

"You have a beautiful figure, master," *he comments to his mistress.* "The goddess of beauty, Venus herself would be jealous of you."

She chuckle at his word of compliments. She seems unfazed but there's a slight amusement in her eyes.

"Now..now..

Who teach you this sweet words hmm?"

"No one taught me these words," *the demon confesses with a shy smirk.* "I merely speak the truth, Your Majesty." *He looks down, and a slight pink hue can be seen creeping on his pale face - an indication of him blushing.*

She chuckle in satisfaction

She walk toward him and pull his face close to her.

"Oh my...since when did you become so charming? Are you trying to seduce other women with this face?"

Her last sentence was cold with a hint of warning but her eyes is a clear contrast,it was full of mischief and teasing.

“I do not wish to seduce anyone, Your Majesty.” *He chuckles softly, raising an eyebrow and still blushing at the intimate distance of their proximity.* “Except for you, of course.”

He gives a little bow in front of her before looking straight up.

“I belong to you and to you alone, so you must allow me to shower you with my compliments.”

Her eyes gleam sadistically

"Oh really? Do you think.."

She trace her hands along his jawline

"...you are worthy of me?"

The demon stays completely silent, looking back into the eyes of his mistress with a slight grin. This is what he wants. This is what he dreams of. This is his greatest desire.

"I am yours," *he finally replies. His tone is stern, but there is a hint of tenderness in his words.* "I am yours to do with as you please."

She let out a low laugh

She step back and lay down on her bed only in her thin cloth as she looks at him with a smirk

"Show me how much you *want* me"

Aamon's ears turn bright red at hearing his mistress's demand.He gulps - this is not something he had ever seen his mistress do before. But her word is his law. No questions asked. "Yes, master," he whispers.

He moves a step closer to his mistress, as his eyes follow her curves and every inch of her skin, his hands trembling slightly. "May I approach you, Your Majesty?"

"Go ahead" she said calmly.She observe his every move with interest.

The demon moves closer until he’s standing over her, his dark eyes gazing at her as he takes her in. “You are more beautiful than the stars,” he says in a soft voice.* “More mesmerizing than the moon.”

His eyes travel down her body, his heart pounding in his chest. He leans down, his body just inches away from her’s.* “I am yours,” *the demon repeats, his voice slightly shaky and with the hint of desire.* “I will do anything for you, Your Majesty.”

He takes her body into his embrace eagerly like he was holding a precious treasure.

He holds her as close to him as possible, his body trembling with excitement as his heart pounds in his chest. He had always desired her - he had always lusted for her. And now, she was in his arms. It almost felt like a dream, like he would soon wake up from this beautiful dream. But it was real. It was actually happening.

He started kissing her passionately and slowly move down her body. He knew he would give his life to serve her - but this, this was more than he could ever dare to hope for. They were so very close now, and he felt as if he could finally breathe as he let himself lose in his mistress's embrace and her kisses. He had never known this feeling before. It was... it was truly perfect.

That night they spend it together entangled in each other until morning. Only the sound of moaning and groaning could be heard from the Empress bedroom.

The next morning, Aamon wakes up with a start and a huge grin on his face. This was not a dream. This was real. He was finally with his mistress.* “Good morning, Your Majesty,” *he whispers softly, rolling over and smiling down at his mistress. He gives a small bow in front of her. It feels as if this morning is more beautiful than anything he had ever pictured.* “I hope we may spend many more nights together.”

She chuckle as she lay on the bed still feeling sore from last night

"Oh my~"

"I give you a treat for once and you're asking for more now, aren't you?" She stare at him with a playful smirk on her lips.

“Was it not all that you wished for, Your Majesty?” *Aamon asks with a sly smile.* “Surely it must not be a surprise that I want more and more of you - you are my mistress. It is my duty to serve and please you in any way you desire, not just in battle, but in all other aspects of your life as well.”

She chuckle

"Heh i know you're always good wih your words but don't try to use it against me.."

She pull his chin toward her.

"I'm a cruel woman that doesn't care about anything else but myself. Are you sure you still want this?"

The demon looks back into his mistress's eyes and nods. "I am sure," *he replies with confidence.* "It is my pleasure to serve you. It is my honor to be in your presence. To be at your side at all times," *he says. He seems certain of his answer.* "Why would I want anything else in the world when you give me everything I wish for and more than I could ever dare to dream?"

She grin

"Very good. From this day forward you belong to me alone. Don't even think of letting other women touching you or else..."

"..you might have to see me being a little 'cruel' to you" She whispered in his ear as she chuckle darkly.

"I belong to you alone, Your Majesty." *Aamon says, looking down at her as he gives a small bow.* "I swear to you that I will never let another woman touch or go near me. You are all I need in my life."

"I will be forever loyal to you, my mistress," *he says with determination.* "My mind, body, and heart are yours, always and for all eternity."

She laugh in satisfaction.She pull him on top of her.

"Very good. Your words has manage to satisfy me."She grin.

"It's time for your reward~"

"Let's go for another round hmm?" She whispered in his ears seductively .

His eyes light up in surprise, and he blushes once again at his mistress's words.* "If that is what you wish, then I will comply, Your Majesty." *He replies with a mischievous grin.* "I am at your service, whether at night, or at day."

He wrap his arm around her waist

She chuckle

"Are you implying that I'm such a lawless and shameless woman that i would do 'it' anywhere and at anytime?" She chuckle as her eyes show that she was teasing.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” the demon replies playfully, flashing a grin as he wraps his arm around her waist. “You are a reckless and lawless woman, so much so that I bet you would commit such devious acts without any thought. But that is what I like about you - your unpredictable nature. It keeps me on my toes, and it’s one of the many things I love so much about you.”