Life and Death

Satan combed his hair with his fingers, and a cold, dark chuckle escaped his sexy lips. Slowly shaking his head, Satan rose from his chair and bent a little in front of Brianna. With a sudden jerk, he grabbed Brianna's jaw tightly, almost dislocating it with his tight grip.

"Who gave you the audacity to spew nonsense on my face? You should be grateful I made a woman like you my wife." Satan inserted more force on her jaw, and a bright red patch appeared on her skin.

"You are no god to me, Satan-you asshole! I wasn't the one to beg you to marry me. It was you- you were in desperate need of marrying me. Now, you are acting all high an mighty." Brianna, with great force, freed her jaw from Satan's grip and mocked him. Her pointed finger trembled tremendously.

"Watch your tongue, woman. Don't make me do the things that would hurt you more." Satan wiped his fingers with a handkerchief as if he had touched a disgusting thing. The loathe in his voice was evident.

"Hurt? Haven't you hurt