The Devil, The Heart, The Throne.

Seduction

Ophelia was still trying to get used to her environment. Her personal assistant was a demon named Mohinii, a third rank demon assigned to her by her father to assist her in her daily life here in the mortal world.

Unlike her, Mohinii had lived in the mortal world for centuries and was well versed in worldly things.

Having only lived here for two years, she has been to almost all the countries of the world. She has been traveling a lot not because she liked it, but because she was looking for a place with fewer and less annoying humans so that she could stop misusing her powers and get used to living without them just like mortals.

She is supposed to mix in and act like a human to get her father a treasure.

She wondered every night and day what that treasure was, as the Devil, her father, didn't even describe or tell her what it was but he wanted her to fetch it for him.

Mohinii's human name is Hophni and he was a Billionaire who specialized in technology and artificial intelligence. He was one of the most influential 'humans' on earth. When she told him that she wanted to be like him, he told her that she needed to go to a university and get a degree and that doing so would make her appear normal and average in society.

She didn't want to go to school, it was full of humans sitting inside the four walls of a classroom nodding their heads as they listened attentively to another human teaching them about something they didn't know for hours and when they are done they would leave and came back again the next morning repeating that same activity, like programmed robots living behind all the fun in their short lifespan for years.

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror. She was going to miss this look. She had killed a lot of perverted human men and women who couldn't control themselves and wanted to have their way with her by all means. She knew how alluring she looked but, couldn't they just admire it from afar or better still ignore it? Humans were a mystery to her.

Although Ophelia hated the idea of going to school, she still had a long way to go in understanding and communicating with humans and school seemed like the best place to achieve that, but she wasn't going to attend school in this way. She needed to look like a nineteen-year-old girl from an average family with an average face so that she could mix in well before growing into this form again or, better still, changing into the most gorgeous appearance but, for the last time before she transformed into that average girl appearance, she was going to be a nymphomaniac this night with any human man that interests her just for the fun of it.

As a demon, she could change her appearance and form but, the only thing she couldn't change was her s*x. Although it wasn't impossible for higher-ranked demons, they could only change their s*x for one sole purpose and it would only last for a given time.

Ophelia entered the penthouse without opening the door. She just walked in through the wall behind Mohinii, she knew he would sense her presence before she entered, but it still felt nice to invade his privacy.

There he was standing tall in front of the large window watching, with a blank expression, the bustling night city, as if there was something interesting about it today except from the normal view of cars, street lights, high rise buildings and humans retiring to their various dwellings.

Ophelia paid attention to him, he was eerily quiet today as he smoked the large cigar in between his fingers. Normally, he was supposed to start reprimanding her about using her powers, but he seemed out of touch with the world around him today as he watched intently at the bustling night view of the city, totally ignoring her presence.

"What's the matter, Mohinii?". Ophelia asked as she walked up to him.

Mohinii let out a thick, misty-gray, puff of smoke from his lips that was so big that it surrounded the air around him, before turning his gaze at the intruder. He didn't seem happy noticing her presence, he returned again to his former activity like nothing mattered more to him as he took a waft of the cigar.

Ophelia let out a wry chuckle, she must have interrupted something.

"Why are you here? ". Mohinii asked with a coarse voice, one that belonged to a chainsmoker.

"To ask for permission to use this form one last time and that I don't need your surveillance, I will be back by morning for school".

Ophelia answered in the most sincere way possible. Mohinii hated being lied to because of his inability to read her mind. He could read the human mind and other low-rank demons'minds perfectly because he is a third-rank and a second-order demon. He could easily read hers if he wanted to, but the Devil prohibited him from doing that to his daughter.

She was a second order demon as a result of the fact that her parents were both pure-blooded demons, and a low-rank demon because of her age and limited powers; her powers can only be used on humans, creating low forms of black magic and being used on other low-rank demons as well. She was nothing infront of a high-rank demon like Mohinii.

Unlike other low-rank demons, she had the ultimate power. Even high-rank demons and first-order-demons wouldn't mess with her as a joke, that power was her PARENTS.

Queen Lilith and The Devil.

They were the power behind her name,

Demons were classed in ranks and order's.

It was just the same in the mortal world, they were classified into three categories.

The people who couldn't afford basic necessities like shelter, food, schooling etc were referred to as the poor and countries with a high rate of poverty are referred to as third world countries.

The middle class, these were people who couldn't be considered poor or rich, they were living in between both statuses and they got to experience both sometimes.

The rich can be referred to as first class citizens because most times the law can be compromised for them. These people could afford more than what they needed and could satisfy their desires, be it good or evil.

These were just the few things she had learned from traveling to different places and interacting with some people from all the three categories.

"No, you are not allowed". Mohinii spoke in a firm tone, hinting his seriousness.

"Oh, come on! I would have left, I just didn't want you to monitor me, I am going to be doing a lot of things that I don't want you to know".

"Please, go back to your room".

Mohinii said as he walked away from her, not even glancing at her.

Ophelia just stared at him and a silly thought crossed her mind. She followed behind him as she asked.

"How do I look?".

Mohinii sat down on the couch, quenching the burnt out cigar in the ashtray as he gazed at Ophelia who stood infront of him.

"Lame".

Ophelia wasn't surprised or even annoyed at his answer, she was just curious to know if Mohinii truly didn't fancy her, she was one of the most beautiful demoness. There was no way he hadn't fantasized about her. She has seen some of the young human girls he slept with. While she wouldn't deny the fact that they were beautiful, they were in no way close to her when it came to looks, so if he fancied them he would for sure want her right?

"I am better looking than those human girls you have intercourse with". Ophelia replied like a jealous girlfriend.

"Okay, and?".

Mohinii asked indifferently as he crossed his legs and placed his right hand on the arm of the couch, drumming with his fingers.

Ophelia gazed at him intently and wondered to herself why she suddenly found him attractive. She changed her mind, she wasn't going to leave again. What she was looking for was right in front of her, waiting to be explored.

She couldn't even believe that the first man to interest her tonight was this stoic-faced demon whom she had known for two years.

This was ridiculous but, she didn't care anyway, she was going to fulfill her desire tonight.

"You know what? I have changed my mind". Ophelia spoke with a warm smile on her face as she walked closer to him.

Mohinii's expression darkened when he understood what she was about to do.

"I would appreciate it if you left at this minute".

"No..,". Ophelia retorted and paused as she gazed directly into his eyes.

"You know, Mohinii, I was just wondering to myself if you ever found me attractive but, kept to yourself because..., you know, my father". Ophelia spoke in the most feminine voice as she walked behind him.

Mohinii didn't reply, he just stayed calm like nothing was happening. He felt Ophelia's soft hands on his shoulders as she massaged him gently.

"What if I tell you that, you can do whatever you want with me, only for this night? You just imagine me being one of those call girls. If you felt guilty doing it to me, we would take this out of our memories, never talk about it and act like nothing ever happened between us". She said bringing her lips close to his ears as she wrapped her hands on his shoulders.

She could feel it, she could hear it, his heart was thumping loudly and beating like the heart of an athlete full of vigor for a race.

Even if he could resist her with all his self-control, she bet he could lose his composure if she pressed the right buttons.

So, she continued, "Me and you, in the darkness of the night, for once in our lives, exploring our mortal bodies in the heat...".

Ophelia applied pressure to his face with her lips, his clean and natural, crisp-fresh scent of cedarwood entering her nostrils made her even more turned on, her heart was racing of excitedness and ecstacy of what was about to begin, it was more like she was seducing herself and not the other way round.

Mohinii could feel it too, her billowy scents enmanating from her body, her busts that was pressed at the back of his neck, it was so soft that he could feel his inner demon that has been locked down for years wanting to devour the young demoness presenting herself as an enticing sacrifice.

"Ophelia, please leave". Mohinii spoke after being silent, he had to dismiss her before something unexplainable would happen.

"No, I am not, I said I changed my mind, I am hooked with you now". Ophelia spoke couquettishly.

Mohinii has had enough, he had to send her away, even if it meant letting her go with this form outside into the open city like she wanted to before.

He stood up suddenly from the couch, held Ophelia's right arm with a strong grip as he pushed her forcefully to the closest wall and slamming her with so much energy that caused Ophelia to let out a soft moan in pain.

"I told you to get out, you don't listen". He spoke, his eyes focused on hers.

"I know you try to deny it, I felt it, you felt it too, don't act like I am forcing, I didn't even know we had that much chemistry". Ophelia rebutted, rolling her eyes.

Mohinii released the grip on her arm as Ophelia wriggled in an attempt to break free. He let out a deep breath as he stepped away from her, like he was trying to calm his hazed mind and not escalate the situation.

"You can leave".

Ophelia heard him speak as he turned his back to her.

"No, I am not going out, I want to stay here with you".

Mohinii ignored her and walked towards a drawer in the room, he brought out a cigar and a lighter.

He put the cigar in his mouth as he pressed the lighter, a yellow and blue flame sparked up and he connected the flame with the butt end of the cigar creating a light smoke as the butt of the cigar showcased red little lights.

Ophelia watched him in awe, she didn't know he could be this flustered, he had always been very composed, calm and never seemed to be affected by any situation.

This made her happy that she could have much of an effect on him by doing this, although he did seem like he had reach his limit, she was still going to continue until she has had him all over her body.

"I said, any human man that interests me first as I step out of my room, I would give him the night of his life, and you just happened to be the one".

"I am not even human, that doesn't make sense". Mohinii spoke calmly.

"I don't think so...".

Ophelia said as she inched towards him.

"Why don't you listen? I. Said. Leave!".

Mohinii spoke, enraged, the colour of his pupils dilating to a darker shade, his demon was resurfacing, he was going to lose it if she didn't leave.