Deal With The Devil

Chapter 5: The Devil's Appearance

I watched as she awkwardly sat across from the two humans with her. One of them was staring at her in a way that was almost predatory, as if he were a hungry animal, and she was his prey that he wanted to devour whole.

Looks like someone’s already taking my wife away from me. With his piercing eyes and cold demeanour, I can already tell where this is going, but I won’t let him.

My wife’s life is not a story of a book which involves a cold looking guy falling for her—and then they will fall in love with each other, that’s bullshit.

Despite my immense power and strength, I concluded that he posed no threat to me. I was confident that I could end his life in the snap of a finger if I so desired, and even take Lili away from him and claim her as my own. But where's the fun in that?

I want to see her break and be the one to stitch her up again.

I want to be the reason why she's crying herself to sleep at night, struggling to break free from the clutches of the powerful demon who has already marked her as his own.

I watched them closely, trying to remain inconspicuous among the other diners. As I looked at her body, I couldn't help but salivate, and I yearned to claim her right then and there, right in front of everyone, to mark my territory and make it clear that she belonged to me.

I should thank her mother for sacrificing her own daughter in exchange for fame and wealth. But she’s stupid for thinking that she’ll go to paradise after sacrificing her child. Once you make a deal with the devil, you’ll pay by suffering in the depths of hell. The one they call ‘God’ won’t accept them because they chose the devil when they could’ve just prayed to paradise.

It’s funny and amusing that she looks up at her mother. She’s idolizing her as if she’s a saint.

‘As if she didn’t try to kill her in her womb multiple times.’

It was a pity, really. I could end her life and make her one of my wives, allowing her to rule over them all. In time, she could be the mother of my heirs.

My eyes narrowed as I saw her getting flustered by what the man in front of her had said. Just a few minutes ago, she was uncomfortable, and now she was flustered. Her cheeks were even turning pink as if she were a high schooler who just got complimented by her crush.

I think it’s time to introduce myself, maybe just a hint, so she would know that I’m still watching her. I regret erasing her memory of what happened three years ago. I should’ve let her keep it, given how I first approached her and marked her as mine. I was trying to hold back from f*****g her in that same spot because it’s not the right time to fully claim her. But now, it’s near. It will happen next week. She would be surprised and terrified by my gift next week.

I stood and blocked her path as she walked. After letting a person pass by, I deliberately revealed myself to her. Her head was bowed as she walked, and I could not help but glare at her, even though she was innocent and had no idea that I had already claimed her as mine, as evidenced by the mark on her left hip.

I walked right up to her and purposely slammed into her, exerting enough force to make her stumble backwards. I couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at the impact. I barely felt a thing, but she almost fell down, confirming that she was weak and powerless against me. It was pleasing to know that I had so much strength over her.

I observed her face change from surprise to annoyance as I walked past, but that changed to shock again when I suddenly turned and glanced back. My crimson eyes locked onto her shocked face, and I could tell that at that moment, she finally recognized me.

I gave her a small smirk before disappearing. Purposely turning into a shadow and dissolving slowly, but I was still there, just an air, looking at her shocked form.

…

Axel Giovanni Hallowes, an actor and a model from a foreign country. He had left a good impression on everyone, especially the women, and was labelled as the “modern gentleman” and the “man from a book”.

I leaned back in my chair, never once breaking my gaze from the monitor. Devils are indeed capable of assuming human form, and I chose to embody a human guise myself to better observe and understand their ways. And though some might label me as delusional for already claiming her as my wife despite the lack of any official union, I knew deep down that she was destined to be mine, and there was nothing she could do to defy my will.

“Observe that man, come back to me when you find something interesting,” I ordered my shadows before they vanished in the air.

I glanced at the clock placed on the table.

It says 2:59 AM.

A wicked smile curled upon my lips, signaling that it's time for me to pay her another visit. The mere thought of her lying on her bed, defenseless and vulnerable, caused a primal arousal to ripple through me. I yearned to possess and protect her at the same time, to be both her safeguard and her undoing.

I shifted back into my true devil form, feeling more at ease in my natural state. Should she be terrorized by this guise, then that's her issue to deal with, for there's no escape from me.

In just the blink of an eye, I'm in her room. It was dark inside with only the moon casting a faint light from her window, illuminating her sleeping form on the bed.

I approached her silently and knelt down the floor. My giant form loomed over her. I love this. I love how she looks so small compared to me; it’s giving me more power and dominance over her.

"You're such a tease," I whispered softly as I gently pushed a strand of her hair aside, revealing her exposed nape.

Even her neck looks so delicious, every part of her body is worth it to taste, and I will start with her neck.

She let out a soft groan, shifting her body away from me so that her back was now facing me. I couldn't help but let out a faint chuckle at her actions. It was amusing to me how she attempted to feign sleep, even though I was clearly present in front of her and had just spoken. If I were a ruthless killer, she would have been dead by now.

Perhaps it's best for me to consider sending my shadows as her bodyguards. The world is filled with wicked humans, and I can't let them inflict any harm upon my wife.

I lifted my hand slightly, gesturing towards her. I observed her quietly as I cast a spell, placing her into a deep state of slumber and then carefully turning her unconscious body so that she lay on her back.

I wanted to wake her up, to let her see me and experience what I had planned to do to her, but I also desired a tranquil and peaceful encounter. I had no interest in witnessing her struggle, even though I could easily overpower her and pin her down.

I floated onto the bed and mounted on top of her. I was still taken aback by how easily my weight could crush hers if I wanted to, and I was amazed at the stark contrast between us.

I folded my wings and lifted her slightly, causing her head to fall back a little. Then, I turned her head to the side, giving myself full access to her sharp jaw and neck.

I let out a moan before letting my tongue slide on her jaw and down to her neck, tasting her.

“f**k, you taste so sweet.”

Even the smell of her blood is sweet. I pulled back a little and bit my lip as I fought the urge to bite her neck and sip her blood. I want her to be fully awake when I do that.

“f*****g hell, you’re teasing me even in your sleep, huh?” I asked as I looked at her face as if she were awake and listening to me.

Without a word, I let my lips touch her neck and let my tongue explore her skin as I indulge myself in her sweet scent and the sweet taste of her skin.

I can feel my member getting harder as I tease myself by not piercing my teeth on her neck. I let out another moan as I grind on her, my b***r poking her stomach.

I let out a groan before sucking on her neck as if I’m extracting her sweet taste before nibbling on the area that I sucked. My tongue explored the other parts of her neck, letting it glide on her skin as it left a trail of saliva in its wake.

My hands explored her body, feeling the curves of her body. She may not have the most perfect body that humans perceive as having insane curves, but for me, she was perfect, she was more than perfect than the stupid humans who are setting standards for beauty. Her body is perfect for me. It fits perfectly on mine.

I can feel my liquid dripping from my member and before I could even decide to f**k her, I stopped. There’s a right time for that, and it will be soon; I just have to wait.

I slowly pulled away from her neck, glaring at it as I did, as if I’m blaming it for the lust and b***r I have right in this moment.

“You should be thankful I can still hold back, my devil.”

I gently laid her body down on the bed before allowing my gaze to linger for a moment, taking in every curve and contour of her body. I then shifted my focus to her face, which appeared so innocent and unsuspecting.

“I’ll be back. I have a special gift for you on your birthday.”

With a smirk, I leaned down to kiss her lips softly, groaning as I did so, as I stopped myself from grinding my member on her body.

I took out the spell I cast on her before disappearing, after I let out two of my shadows in the form of puppies as her guardians.