The Human And The Satan

23.

Satan

It was hard to act normally when she was in front of me. Smiling like her life was all peachy. It was hard to see her smiling when I could hear her crying at night. It was harder than I had anticipated it to be.

I looked at her, she was making the reports in the courtroom, trying her best to do justice. But what she didn't know was, she needed justice. I could barely take my eyes off her. She was a beautiful woman. Dressed in one of the dresses I had sent for her. She looked pretty in white. The color of peace, the color of tranquility.

But what about the type of chaos she kept creating inside me? What about the storm her one gaze left me with? It was harder to pretend that her existence in hell didn't affect me when she was killing me with her smile. With her ease chuckle and humorless laughter. She was good at pretending to the emotions she didn't even feel.

Damn, when will this hearing stop? I want to pee! I heard her thought and a flash of amusement flickered in my eyes. But I masked it as quickly as I felt it.

This woman had no filter in her thoughts. I shook my head and looked at Basilia, the prosecutor, and her friend. Her new friend. I snorted mentally before calling Basilia, in a voice that made the entire courtroom go silence.

"I think it's time we should take a break for a few minutes. The court was adjourned for twenty minutes. I want everyone back here in due time or you can serve your punishment in the south of hell." I said, making sure my eyes fell on the blue-colored demons. They were the youngest and the most rebellious demons in my realm. But they were kids.

And then my eyes fell on the woman that was sent into my realm for me. The woman who was sent as my mate. My soulmate. My human. I looked at her intensely, my eyes trying to rummage in her mind, trying to see what thoughts were echoing in her mind. And she sounded happy that she could finally pee now.

Her childlike behavior made me wish to smile. A very weird wish. I had never experienced such strange emotions before. She is not my destined mate. But she chose me. Even though it was unintentional. She kept calling me at that time of night, which is very tender for devils. Very tender for me. And I accepted her request, summoning her into my realm. But much to my dismay, she performed the rituals accidentally. But like father often says, nothing is accidental in life. Everything and every action has its own importance. We just fail to recognize it.

"Human," I called her and I saw her body stiffening as I called her name. She felt everything I did. The only difference is that I knew what it meant and she didn't.

"Yes, Satan?" Hell!

She started calling me that to irk me. To infuriate me. But with time, I started getting so used to her calling me by my name that it started to actually feel nice to hear someone calling me by a name I had been assigned at my birth.

"Follow me," I said, getting up from my throne and she immediately got on her feet. Her hair was rolled up in a bun, making the skin of her neck display.

Humans back on earth are more modern than the demons down in hell and angels residing up in heaven. But when she walked into my realm with a blouse and a pair of torn jeans, I realized she would have a lot more problems with the generation gap. She was literally an infant in consideration of our age. The demons here are more than hundreds of years older than her. And she came from a land that homed many practices that are illogical in hell.

And choosing clothes for her was the biggest difficulty I had faced in my life. It is too hot in here. Too dark or too tight would throw her in 'hell' of a heat. And anything that would reveal much would literally burn her body. And I didn't want to argue with a human who turned out to be my 'chosen' mate. And she was like a kid. Her mind had thoughts that could be termed lethal. She came from a place where riots were normal. Where the definitions of 'rights' and 'wrongs' have changed every few years. I didn't really blame her.

Hell was a place where people and creatures come to pay for their sins and karma. She was a victim of sin, and yet she was expected to live here. When I tried to console her that I was still working to find a way to send her to mortal land, I was lying. I wanted to spend some more time with her. I wanted her to get involved in the functioning of the courtroom to make her learn the subjects she always wanted to learn.

"Have you found any way to send me back home, Satan?" She asked me, making me halt, and I turned to look at her with my stoic face. It was easier to hide my emotions from her than to tell her why I was feeling what I was feeling. It was too complicated to explain to her.

And now was not the right time to throw so many things at her.

I took a breath to calm myself down before answering her question.

"I'm still working on it, human. I'll let you know when I find the way. You want to use the restroom?" I asked her and I saw her face flushing red as she nodded her head, making me wish to squish her cheeks. Control, Satan. You're a devil!

"Why can't you just call me Leah?" She asked me, making me look at her with my eyebrows raised. "You call everyone by their name. Why not me?" She asked me and I shook my head. That would make things between us too intimate.

Everyone here does not possess intimate relationship. Except her, of course. But calling her Leah would make things so much more difficult for me. I am still learning to embrace her culture, her people, and now is not the right time to let my emotions take control over me. Things would get too intense for her. And that's not something she would be able to handle now.

"Because they have been working for me for centuries now, human. And you're just on your probation period. Go and get your business done. I won't shift the hearing by another minute. Do you want me to pick something for you to snack on? Are you hungry?" I asked her and she turned around to look at me.

I could hear her thoughts. She was hungry. But she just shook her head and I sucked in a breath at her stubborn behavior. I simply nodded my head and contacted Ajax through my mind, asking him to dice some fruits and pack some snacks he always makes for his new best friend. I don't even know what that term even means.

What is a best friend? She calls him Sir Ajax and yet they are best friends. He is just a chef and yet she calls him by a title. And I am the King here and yet she never once called me Sire.

I heard him mumbling an okay through the mind link. I also sensed his endless happiness when I asked him to pack some food for her. Every time I ask him to make something for the human, he finds a different way of expressing his happiness after seeing me "care" for her.

"You know building a different washroom and bathroom will actually save you a lot of trouble, Satan. That way I won't be troubling you in the middle of the night." She said, walking out of the washroom and my eyes shifted to her. She had a smile on her face. Something she has a habit of owning, whenever she tries to express her opinions and views.

"Construction in hell is a bit...... troublesome, human. Any changes made in hell require more space from the earth, making the land submerged inside the ocean. I would think of building a separate restroom for you if we don't find a solution to send you back to your mortal realm. Hm?" I said, though I wasn't entirely lying. But the real reason was I got to see her. But that was just another reason.

She let out a sigh and started to walk in front of me, towards the courtroom, when I stopped her. She turned back to look at me, and I nodded my head towards the stairs that led to the kitchen and she furrowed her eyebrows at me in confusion.

"We need to collect some snacks for you before leaving for the courtroom. Hearing is going to take longer than usual today." I said, and she froze as she looked at me. I could feel the change in her emotions. The sudden whim in her was swirling inside me. Her emotions were too intense for me to ignore.

"Do you know, Satan, for someone who has lived her entire life alone, your actions are only making it hard to return to that lonely life again?" She asked me with a soft chuckle and I pressed my lips together.

The fire inside my eyes was gripping me way too tight for my liking. I had the fire of entire hell inside my eye. And my soul controlled this fire. And every time my soul witnesses its other half upset and sad, the fire inside my eyes starts to burn me. Enough to cause me pain. Enough to burn me down into ashes.

"Loneliness is a feeling that grips all equally, human. It grips all the creatures. If you think about life, it has only a few moments of happiness, human. Life is more about pain. It's just that people keeping hoping for their happy moments to last forever." I said, and she looked at me and smiled in response.

And I swear I never hated a smile more than today. She was just trying to cover her pain. That smile had no ounce of happiness. If anything, her smile was a way to control her fears and pain. It was just an exterior that refrained people from finding the real "Leah Summers".

"I know, Satan. Who would know this better than me? But your responsibility towards me sometimes makes you care for me like a family does. And there's no way I will ever get used to living alone once you find a way to send me back home." No, I won't leave you lonely again, agápi mou. I wanted to assure her.

"You don't want to leave hell?" I asked her instead. And I could hear her heart racing a thousand miles as she answered me. Her lips were parted. Her mind told me before her lips decided to lie.

No.

"Yes." She answered and I let out a sigh, shaking my head. I hope I can tell her that she doesn't have to if she doesn't wish to.

"Then what do you want me to do, human?"

"I want you to treat me like you treat Basilia." She said, and my eyebrows furrowed at her absurd demand. How can I treat her like Basilia when she is my soulmate and Basilia is just an employee? How can I treat her like Basilia when they are two different people?

"I want you not to care about me so much. Even if it is just a responsibility. It.... it will cause me lots of trouble. Troubles that I am not yet ready now." She said and I closed my eyes. This woman.

And then I let my heart take charge of my body as I walked towards her and gathered her in my arms. My soulmate, how can I leave her alone when she requires me the most?