Chapter two

                                       (Bianca POV)

“What do you mean he took human form?”

“What I mean is that he became human to protect something, but that something is unknow to us.”

“What do you mean by us? Also, why are you speaking as if he was a person and not a myths?”

          That question seemed to take him by surprise because it looks as if he needed to think before he answers me.

“Oh, Doll face, do you really believe the gods to be nothing more than a myths."

          The voice came from behind me and as I turned around, I almost forgot how to breath. The guy was 6 “4”, very tan skin, his black hair was long on top but shaved on the sides, and a wicked smiles come across his face as he noticed that I was checking his body out. His body put all these statues of gods to shame, but who is this guy, but sadly I couldn’t see his eyes with the sunglasses he was wearing.

“What are you doing here, Ahriman?”

“What’s with the attitude, Bellerophon? Still having daddy issues?”

“I don’t have daddy issues.”

“If you say, but than what are you doing here of all places if you don’t have daddy issues? And btw, who’s this Doll face that you’re with?”

“She’s one of my students, and I’d like it if you would leave her alone.”

“Yeah, and why’s that? Do you feel I should leave you alone Doll face?”

          He walks over to me as he pulls down his sunglasses revealing his golden amber eyes, and so many questions come to mind. Like, who the hell is this guy and why do I want to have my hands all over him or better his hands all over me, but I was able to get back in control of my motion that seemed to confuse the guy.

“It’s Bianca, not Doll face”

“But I really think Doll face suits you better.”

          As he touches my face that I can feel the warm sparks coming from his hand, but I can also tell in his eyes that he felt the same. His golden amber eyes were so mesmerizing that they not only made me forgotten how to breath, but I also forgot where I was.

“Baby, I thought we were leaving. I gotten a hold of Jennifer like you asked me too, and she’ll meet us outside.”

          The female had blonde hair that you can tell was from a bottle, her lips look as if someone punched her in the face as her nose you can tell she had it worked on and as well as her fake boobs. At first it didn’t even look like he was paying any attention to her, but after a while of her whining that he couldn’t ignore her anymore.

“Darling, why don’t you tell Jen to also call a friend to join us tonight.”

“Why, baby?”

“Darling, just do as I say or would you like your husband to know where you’re going to be tonight while he’s working.”

“Alright, I’ll see if Tiffany is free tonight.”

“Good, well I’ll be seeing you around Bellerophon, and Doll face, I hope to see you again soon.”

          I watched him walking away as the blonde gives me a dirty look as she follows behind him trying hard to get his attention.

“Mr. Malik, who was that guy?”

“It’s no one important, and I would suggest never get involved with him. He’s nothing but all wrong for you. Just worry about your essay Bianca, and to do that start learning more about Poseidon from this room.”

          I try to forget about that guy, but no matter how hard I try I can still feel that warmth on my cheek where he touched me. Who is he, and why can’t I get him out of my head?

                                      (Asmodeus POV)

          I can’t believe that not even all three of them were able to satisfy me, but what do I expect from human females. Their bodies are too weak to take my full strength nor handle my stamina. As I looked over to the bed with all three of them looking satisfied while I sit on the balcony in my penthouse, that I think back to the girl at the museum. No, I’m not saying the women on my bed aren’t beautiful, but I feel nothing when I touch them like I did with her. I been with literally thousands of women in my immortal life, and I never felt anything from their touch while having sex with them, but just touching her face that I felt my heat throughout my body.

         

          I have so many questions in my head that needs to be answer but by who. Like, who is this human girl? Why was Bellerophon there with a human? Why was a person with daddy issues in a room all about his father? Who would be best to talk to about this issue, but that question was easy to answer and that would be my brother Azazel. He’s the only person in hell that I would trust to talk to about what is going through my head, and to not use it against me. It’s a good thing us demons keep up with the time and we have cell phones to keep in touch. It’s also good that he’ll pick up fast when he sees it’s me calling.

“Even though I enjoy talking to you brother, but don’t you think calling this late at night to be rude. What if I was in middle of something important?”

“Like what? Sleeping?”

“You know me better than that, like I be sleeping during the night, that’s what daytime is for. I’m might have been in the middle of entering some gorgeous females. So, what made you decide to call your little brother?”

“I needed someone to talk to about what I’m feeling right now and you’re the only person I trust talking to about this.”

“Wow, you must be desperate to be kissing my ass this much.”

“Azazel, I’m being serious about this.”

“Oh, then please talk to me my dear Asmodeus.”

“I really would like you to come here to talk about this and not over the phone.”

“Alright, just give me a few minutes to get dress.”

          As I get off the phone that I realized that I too needed to get at least some sweatpants on. Not too long after I get dressed and went to the bar in the living area that I hear something coming from my room. I had a feeling that it wasn’t any of the girls because I knew for a fact that they’ll be out till at least the afternoon today.

“Azazel, come out here and I’ll make you a drink.”

          I watched my brother walking into the room with a big smile on his face, but as looked to see that he was wearing also black sweatpants, plain white shirt, black slippers, and his blonde hair brushed back as if just washed it.

“What’s with that look?”

“I see that you’ve been pretty busy tonight. I just came from your room with three sexy women naked on your bed. I would think right now you would have a face on content, and not a face that looks like you need to get laid.”

“That’s the problem, even having sex with all three of them that I’m still not, what you said content. Would you like a Bloody Marie?”

“Where did you get the vodka from?”

“Where else than from Dionysus himself, because the human’s vodka can never compare to his. When I drink, I want to be able to taste the alcohol and not having it taste no more than just water.”

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?”

“I met this human girl at the museum today.”

“You went to a museum?”

“I was meeting Rosa at the place her husband owns. May I continue?”

“Yes, please do so.”

“I met this girl like no other girl that I met before. She was petite, pale skin, white hair, and the most amazing silver eyes. At first, I only thought of her as another pretty human girl that I would love to just bed, but after I touched her other thoughts came to mind with her. I actually felt something with her, that I had never felt from anyone else.”

          My brother Azazel looked at me confused because even he knew that was close to impossible for me to feel anything toward anyone. Our father created my six brothers and I for a reason and that reason is to make each of us into the prince of a deadly sin to the humans. My brother Lucifer is the prince of pride, Dagon prince of sloth, Mammon prince of greed, Leviathan prince of envy, Belphegor prince of sloth, my brother Azazel prince of wrath, and for me I’m the prince of lust. Being the prince of lust has always made my life sort a lonely, even with having sex with any female I touch.

“Maybe she’s your soulmate.”

“Very funny, you know I would have to own a soul to have a soulmate. Our loving father never gave any of us six a soul, or did you forget?”

“No, I didn’t forget but could I hope that there maybe a soulmate for even us. Other demons have souls, so why were we made different?”

My brother was right that other demons in hell do have souls, but for some reasons our father felt we didn’t need them. He was also right that we just like the humans with for a soulmate, a person just for us to be with, love, and maybe having a family as well.