The car dealership was a sleek building with polished bck marble floors and floor-to-ceiling gss windows showg a variety of Underworld-exclusive vehicles. Inside, rows of high-end cars gleamed uhe artificial lights.

  Harry and Daphood to the side, uo hide their smiles as they watched Luna, who ractically boung with excitement, eyes wide as she flitted from car to car. She was nearly telep with a crack as eachtime she moved she came o breaking the sound barrier.

  “This one, look at this one!” Luna’s voice was breathless with awe, her firag the intricate, glowing symbols along the car’s sleek frame.

  Daphne chuckled, nudging Harry. “She’s like a kid in a dy store.”

  Harry grinned, a warmth in his gaze as he watched Luna’s genuiement. “We might never get her out of here at this rate. But holy? I kind of love seeing her like this.”

  “Did she tell you why she wao go to japan for the summer?” Harry asks

  “No?” Daphne responds

  Harry chuckled, his eyes still following Luna. “Apparently, she’s been wanting to experiehe car culture there—says there’s nothing quite like it. Though I suspect she’s after more than just the cars.”

  Daphne raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Well, if it means seeihis happy, I think I’m on board with any pn she’s got.”

  Luna suddenly turoward them, grinning from ear to ear. “I think I’ve found the one,” she announced, her voice filled with excitement. She poio a stunning, sleek Pagani Zonda, its metallic sheen catg the light as though it were glowing from within.

  Daphne and Harry watched as an annoyed sales man walked towards her.

  “Oh, this is going to be a sight to see,” Harry said, uo hide his owhusiasm.

  The salesman approached, clearly more aced to ts with a subdued i, and gnced down at Luna with a look of mild annoyahat quickly shifted as he took in her eager expression. His impatience seemed to waver, though he cleared his throat and forced a polite smile.

  “Excuse me, miss, but I’d advise being careful around this model,” he began, voice tinged with a hint of dession. “These high-performance vehicles aren’t meant for—well, just any driver.”

  Luna, unfazed, only grinned wider. “Oh, I’m more than ready for it. I’ve already picked it as mine.”

  Harry stifled a ugh as Daphne’s eyes narrowed, her arms crossing. “I’d suggest you mind your tone,” Daphne murmured, her voice ced with authority.

  The salesman bliaken aback as he looked between Daphne and Harry, finally realizing who his ers really were.

  The salesman faltered, his expression shifting as he processed Daphne’s warning. He cleared his throat again, bowing slightly, though his gaze kept flig back to Luna’s eager face. “Of course, my apologies,” he said smoothly, trying to recover his posure. “The Pagani Zonda is a fine choie of our most exclusive models. It’s not every day that someone... dising chooses such a beauty.”

  Luna’s eyes sparkled as she ran a hand along the car’s sleek, metallic frame, her excitement unshakeable. “Oh, I know the Pagani Zonda debuted at the 1999 Geneva Motor Show. 0 to 60 in under 3 seds, 789 horse power V12 fast enough to out run anything and everything… Say Harry What year is it!” Luna suddenly shouts

  “1992” Harry shouts back

  “Dear lord her sight even works on cars.” Daphne says in mock fear.

  Luna grinned, uerred. “Perfect! That means I’m getting this beauty before she even makes her official debut in the human world. We’ll be the envy of the entire Underworld!” She looked at the salesman, her gaze almost predatory with excitement. “Let’s do this.”

  The salesman, clearly trying to keep up, managed a professional smile, though his brow was slightly furrowed. “It seems you’re well-informed,” he said, impressed despite himself. “Very well then, shall we move forward with the paperwork?”

  DAPHNE, MY LOVE!"

  Everyone in the showroom turo see a tall, strikingly blond man striding fidently into the dealership, fnked by a sizable ente of servants and guards. His attire was fshy and unmistakably luxurious, a stark trast to the subtle elegance Daphne preferred. He was smiling broadly, looking every bit the self-assured noble as he made his way toward them.

  Daphne’s expression darkened as her gaze locked on him, her posture stiffening. She muttered under her breath, “Of all times…”

  “For the st time, I will not marry you, Ruval. Now leave.”

  “Get lost, fried chi!” Luna shouted in agreement, causing the salesman to shrink ba fear as Ruval's bloodlust shifted toward Luna, who remaiirely unbothered.

  Ruval frowned, regaining his posure. “You really think you just brush me off? I’m the best match for you, Daphne. Why settle for someone like him?” He gestured dismissively toward Harry, who stood a few paces away.

  “Waltz?” Luna interrupted with a ugh. “I didn’t realize this was a dance party. And I think I would know; I've gohousand years without a shindig or soiree. Now there's no keeping this party princess away.” Power radiated off Luna, a palpable aura that made everyone in the room tense.

  The entire group winced as they felt Luna’s power. Daphne couldn’t help but stifle a ugh, even as she felt the tension tightening around her. “Seriously, Ruval. I’ve told you before, I’m not ied. You o respect that.”

  His gaze flicked betweewo women, irritation evident on his face. “You’re making a mistake, Daphne. You need someoh power and status—”

  The entire room fell silent as an overwhelming sense of dread began to radiate from Harry.

  Daphne and Luna turo look at Harry, who was holding Lucifer’s Bane—a shotgun with Eno inscriptioched into the barrel.

  “Harry, why does your shotgun have Eno on it?” Luna asked, her tone curious but pyful.

  “I have nothing against most of you. However, false phoenix, you shall cease all tact with my fiancée, and to the demon in your midst: never appear before me again, for I do not usually know mercy,” Harry stated in a deep, anding voice.

  Daphne and Luna turo look at the girl Harry was gring at, realizing it was a succubus. The succubus shifted unfortably under Harry's intense gaze, her pyful demeanor vanishing.

  Ruval’s bravado faltered as he gnervously between Harry and the formidable women beside him. “You think you just—”

  “Shut up, Ruval,” Luna interjected, her voice low and fierce. The air crackled with her suppressed power, reminding everyone present of her true nature.

  Harry stepped forward, his presenanding. “You’re mistaken if you think you bully Dapho submission. again, for I do not usually know mercy.” Harry states in a rather deep voice.”

  "If you want to tinue having any kind of retionship with Daphne. My girlfriend, I suggest you resider your approach. Otherwise, I'm happy to settle this matter ond for all - let's have a duel."