The Devil of London by Amelia Hutchins

Author:Amelia Hutchins [Hutchins, Amelia & Hutchins, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amelia Hutchins
Published: 2023-04-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The Bad Witchery was my baby. I’d put in sweat, tears, and blood to get the store up and running, and I’d done it without any help. From the street, you could see the crimson neon sign, which had the name and small hexagrams. Fresh paint covered the window frame and the storefront for the relaunch I had been planning to do once summer arrived.

The moment I entered, the fresh scent of sage, lemonade, and lavender drifted to my nose, enticingly fresh, and I smiled at the jingle of the bell above the door. On the right, there was a bevy of herbs in twine, hanging from their stems to dry. To the left, crystals were sitting in a bed of selenite to cleanse and recharge. And books lined the shelves along the back wall. Grimoires, occultism, voodoo. You name it. We had it.

The heels Khaos had left out for me to wear, clicked as I made my way deeper into the main room. It had been a long time since Khaos had chosen my clothing, but I wasn’t opposed to his expensive taste in wardrobe. He had laid out a crimson push-up bustier top, which made my less-than-ample cleavage appear enticing, and paired it with the striped, slate-gray suit jacket, and high-waisted slacks. Honestly, I looked like I should be in a board meeting with a Fortune 500 company instead of an apothecary shop.

“You’re late,” Mabel called as she wiped her hands on the apron she wore. “You’ve never been late before.” Her soft hazel eyes slid over my outfit before settling on my face. “How did it go with Cameron?”

“It didn’t,” I muttered while sliding my keycard into the hidden door behind the bookshelves. “Come, Mabel.”

“This can’t be good,” she worried. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Of course you didn’t. I am not firing you, Mabel. I am promoting you,” I stated as we began climbing the stairs to the chamber above. “Nasir has amended the contract.”

“Oh no,” she whispered with concern sparkling in her eyes. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, actually. It was weird. Really weird. Unlike his normally cold, frosty demeanor, Nasir was kind and tender for the most part. Of course, I don’t assume he’ll remain that way for long.” Placing my hand on the table where the altar was, I whispered the incantation for it to appear.

“What did he amend, ma chérie?”

“I’ll be spending the weekends with him until I can get him to change the terms. So, if you accept the promotion, you’ll be taking over my weekend duties. What do you say?” I asked, hating the anxiousness that soured my stomach. I had no idea what I’d do if she said no.

“I can’t do the spells, incantations, or make the tonics that need an actual witch to create them. Honestly, you should’ve fired me eons ago when you discovered I held very little magic in my old, weary bones.”

“You didn’t get the job for being Harry Potter, Mabel. You got it because you didn’t shy away from the labels the town placed on me.

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