Nikolai POV.
Things you’d feel after a good f**k, happy, relaxed, and happy, that’s what most men would say, especially after spending a night with the Devil herself, she’s good at everything she does, a psycho, but the good kind.
Me on the other hand, I’m not happy, I’m not content, although I enjoyed every second I spent with Devil, the emptiness inside me wouldn’t go away, I tried to push that feeling off, the feeling of being lonely, the fear of dying alone, for god’s sake I’m not even thirty and I’m sounding like an old man who’s family won’t visit him, but I’m not, I’m only twenty eight, I’m head of my family but still I’m feeling lonely.
After Devil left, she simply put her clothes back on and left, thanking me for the night, one of a kind, that’s the best words I could use to
