Soul Tied to the Incubus King [Book I]

You're A Monster

-- Miccoli POV--

I shuffled in my seat at the restaurant, constantly checking my watch. I was early, but I wanted to make sure that I got there on time so that she couldn't use my lateness as an excuse to avoid dinner. I checked the doorway, hoping to see her...slightly disappointed at everyone who entered who wasn't Cassidy.

"I would have never pegged you as someone to be nervous about meeting with a human." Ramsey's voice suddenly rings through my head. I hated when he did that, mind-linked me for no reason than to be nosy."I'm not nervous Ramsey." I shoot back irritated. "Seems likes nerves to me." He counters laughing.

"Ramsey..." I warned.

"Alright alright...I'm gone. Good luck old friend." He says still laughing.

I sat contemplating Ramsey's statement. Was I nervous? Excited? Hell, to be honest, I didn't quite know. What I did know was that I couldn't wait for tonight. I hadn't felt this way in a long time and I knew it was because of her. Electricity shot through me all the way to my feet, and I knew she had arrived. I looked at the door and smiled. I took her in. She was wearing emerald dressed that sparkled, stopping just below her knees. There wasn't much fabric and what was there clung to her curves driving me insane. I could see her tattoos, and I couldn't help but remember the times I use my tongue to trace every single one. She had on very little makeup, but I could see a hint of gloss that covered her full lips. Her hair, which usually was in a twist or a sleek bun, was out and fell just below her shoulders with the white patch in the font falling slightly over her eye. It was one of my favorite parts about her. Something that she considered an imperfection, but that I thought made her look so unique. She was breathtaking, and as I looked around I realized I wasn't the only one who noticed. I felt my blood begin to boil, as I watched the men around eye her, but then she spotted me. She gave me a smile, and I felt the anger in me subside. She began to slowly walk over to me, never once looking away.

"Hello, Miccoli" I felt my excitement rise. Why did she have to say my name like that?

"Little One" I respond, standing up and pulling out her chair.

"I have to admit that I thought you wouldn't show."

"And why would I do that? I agreed to dinner, and I always honor my word." She responded with a twinkle in her eye. I raise my eyebrow and look at her, somethings off.

"You look very nice tonight."

"And you look stunning as always." My compliment seemed to catch her off guard momentarily, but she quickly recovered. She folds the napkin in her lap. "So, first thing first, why are you here?" She asks staring at me. "Well, as you've already mentioned, I asked you to dinn-." "Cut the s**t, you know what I mean." She interrupts me. "You're clearly not...human. I don't know what the hell you are. Which should freak me out, but I find myself actually pretty calm but don't play games with me. What the f**k are you and why the f**k are you here?" She slightly bangs the table, and I feel my jaw clench. "Incubus" I respond to her, attempting to calm myself. "I'm an Incubus. A demon who feeds off the power that is gained from s*x in dreams. " Her eyes widen.

"You've FED off me?! "

"If it makes you feel better, you aren't the first, nor the last."

She cuts her eyes at me. "And I'm here to handle unfinished business before I can return to my home, now, I would like to have a nice dinner this evening, so how about we change the conversation." I take a sip of water as watch as she leans back in her chair, and eyes me. She's silent for a moment, taking everything I've said in, and then unexpectedly, she begins to laugh.

"May I ask what's funny?"

She snickers. "You, you're pathetic."

"What did you just call me?"

"I called you PATHETIC." She spits back. "I interest you? You literally jump from dream to dream f*****g women and feeding off their orgasms, but I'm supposed to feel special?" She scoffs.

"Yes, you should. I was very honest that you interest me. You're literally the first human I've had this kind of contact with since my banish-" I stop my sentence.

"Since you what?"

"Nothing Cassidy, let's just talk about work and try to have a decent dinner." The mood has shifted now, and we both could feel it. I tried hard to continue to compose myself.

She sucks her teeth at me and then laughs again. "You've got to be kidding me? You literally just told me you're a demon that f***s random women and you expect me to be Miss. Happy Sunshine?... You're a monster Miccoli, a f*****g monster. You disgust me!"

"DISGUST YOU?" I seethe. I had, had enough. "I disgust you? Did I DISGUST you when my tongue was so far up your p***y, you thought it would come out your throat? Did I DISGUST you when you were shaking orgasm after orgasm? Did I DISGUST you, Cassidy, when you got wet from me just touching you? No, Little One, I don't disgust you, I do quite the opposite, I control you. I own every bit of you and every inch of it begs me to f**k it." I knew my eyes were blood red at this point, but I didn't care. I was livid. How could she say that to me? How could she say I disgust her? No, I didn't expect her to be exactly happy about finding out I was real, but that gave her no right to speak to me the way she did. NOBODY talks to me that way and lives. I was done playing nice. If she wanted a monster, she was gonna damn well get one. "You know what happened to the last human who called me a monster?." I say leaning forward causing her to move away slightly. "I f****d her dirty mouth so hard her head popped off. And while the idea of f*****g you in yours does appeal to me, frankly I'm not sure all of me could fit."

"f**k YOU!" She screams at me causing everyone in the restaurant to turn and face us.

I smile exposing my fangs. "You already offered to, remember? I declined." Hurt flashed across her face, and I instantly knew I had gone too far. "I never want to see you again." She shakily says to me getting up from the table. "We are in agreement on that dear Cassidy and trust you aren't the only one at this table who honors their agreement," I respond back. I see the tear well in her eyes, but I don't move.

This is for the best

I reason with myself as I watch my Little One fight back tears as she leaves the restaurant.