C40 Assurance

Natasha's POV

"It's late."

Valerian's voice filled my ears as I entered the kitchen.

The whole place is slightly dim that it was almost eerie if it weren't for the glow of the moon cursing through the kitchen windows.

Knowing that the moon is illuminating the mansion; being in the dark with the devil doesn't scare me as much.

"It's late, Natasha," he repeated.

I halted