THE DEVIL'S DILEMMA

LUCA

She was insane.

I had just told the girl her father sold her to me, and she didn’t start screaming for her life. She didn’t break down hysterically, begging me to spare her. She didn't ask God why he had given her this fate with tears in her eyes.

She asked me what next?

“What next?” I asked brusquely.

“Yes what next? Is this the part where I become your assistant and help you win more souls? If yes, can I be lilith then? I mean we're doing the whole religious cosplay thing right?”

And then she cheesed. She fucking cheesed, showing off her disgusting yellow teeth. As if it wasn’t bad enough that she wasn’t afraid, she was offering to help me win souls?

It was an act. It had to be. There was no person on earth that wouldn’t tremble under these circumstances.

“You’re not going to be assisting me with anything.”

I watched her face fall, and it baffled me.

“So what did you kidnap me for? This is a kidnap right?”

“I’m going to sell you to men. Whatever profits you make would be saved until you've cleared your fathers debts. But seeing you now, I doubt any man would be interested in you.”

She didn't react the way I thought she would. My fiance, Olivia, would have screamed the house down already. 

“Oh wow, you've got an actual point. But that's not the only thing to worry about.”

“Really? What else is there to worry about?” 

She looked down at her chest. They’re a B cup now, but I struggled with an A for so long. Also I've only ever been with a man once in my life, and I wouldn't even call him a man. We were sixteen and I was curious. Worst day of my life. Still, if you insist, who am I to question the devil, right?"

My eyes studied her like she was speaking a foreign language. Perhaps she was. I had never met any woman like her before. It troubled me greatly, because I was fascinated by her.

“You’re not afraid of being sold to men?”

“I don’t fight the things I can't change, sir. So when do I start?”

“You’re lying. You are scared.” I pointed out in hopes she would finally admit it.

There was no one on earth whose reaction to their back being pinned against the wall was complete surrender. She had to be masking her fear under the veil of humour.

“Is that what you want me to be? Afraid? You would have to pay me then. For a price, I'll become a scream queen.”

I chuckled incredulously, because I still couldn’t wrap my head around what I was looking at.

“I’m the one owed a debt and you want me to pay you?”

She shrugged. “I guess the fear factor is off the table. So what's it going to be Mr devil?”

I shook my head, as I walked towards the door. There just was no way she was a real person.

“Hey you can't leave me here without answering my question! That's not fair Mr Devil. Mr devil?!” She kept screaming.

I locked the door with the key and walked down the hall straight to my home office.

“Boss!” two of my employees echoed at the same time with their heads bowed as I walked in. But it wasn’t them my eyes were stuck on.

“Surprise baby!” Olivia, my fiance, walked up to me with a smile on her face, and her arms wide open.

“You didn't tell me you were coming in today.” I easily side stepped her hug and walked over to my desk.

“Is that your way of welcoming me, darling?” she turned to me, chest out, perhaps in hopes I would catch a glimpse of her full breasts almost spilling out of the low cut top she was wearing, and become a smiling clown.

I had more important things to focus my attention on. For example, the two actual clowns in my office.

“Did you find Passion’s replacement?” I asked them.

It was the permission they needed to lift their bowed heads.

“Boss, it's not as easy to find someone as charming as Passion was. There are many beautiful women, but none of them have that IT factor,” the flamboyant man, Geraldo, explained with hand gestures that moved faster than his lips did.

“So you are telling me that in about three hours, Pandemonium opens, I meet up with Mr Lee, a man who is harder than snow to do business with, and I still don't have a queen of the night to help sway his mind? Is that what you're telling me?”

“Boss–”

“Shut up, and get the fuck out of my office you useless piece of shit!”

They both scrambled towards the door, but just before they could open it, I called for them to stop.

“Lena?”

The woman who looked like she could be a housekeeper for a boring family of mad scientists stopped, and turned to me.

“You have spare keys to every room in this mansion. Go to the last room of the left wing, you’ll find someone in there. Give them a job that requires me never crossing paths with them again.”

“Yes boss.”

They shut the door behind them, and I looked up to see Olivia tying her hair into a bun.

“What do you think you're doing?"

“Come on, don't be a prude.” She dropped to her knees in front of me.

I was trying hard to pretend I wasn't disgusted by her mere presence. The bitch was cheating on me with her own step brother. In spite of  this damning information, I had to marry her.

Her father was too important for the future world I was building. I had to marry her. However, who said marriage had to be easy?

My hand went to the back of her head, and as she brought my hardened cock out, she gasped.

“Every time I see it, I'm surprised at how bi—” I shoved her mouth down forcefully, and she choked on the rest of her words.

My eyes darkened, as I bobbed her head down on me. She gagged, her eyes rolling back in tears, but I didn't care. 

She kept at it for ten minutes, until I decided it was enough, and I pulled her away forcefully.

“What is it baby? Don’t you want me to help you finish?”

I rose to my full height, and closed the gap between us. Without saying a word to her, I began to stroke my meat.

She reached out to touch me, but I swatted her hand away. In less than five minutes, I was spraying my seed all over her face.

“Delicious.” She licked her lips when I was done.

“Whore,” I muttered under my breath.