Chapter 105

Devil's Realm "Haven't you heard?" A woman who dressed in a long black dress that hugs her body and a fitted gloves that reaches to her elbow. And every time she walks there was smoke flowing at the hem of her dress. Her name is Esmeralda, the mistress of doom. A long smoking cigarette is stuck to her fingers and together with her is an animal dog with four heads in a body. "I heard," a husky voice answered and a small smile creeps in his thin lips. She puffed a smoke and pull a chair for her to sit. A small laugh escape from her lips and puff a smoke again. "Rumors spreads like fire. Imagine that bitch really had put this kind of spell for the birthmark. How witty she is," she said and throw her cigarette and her dogs snap out of it. "Call her again that and your neck will be snap by your dogs," he sternly said every words that came out from his mouth. Esmeralda stiffened from what she had heard and somehow she is afraid of him but she covers it with