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That alone set him apart from most demons she’d seen— even Apollo, for all his invasive staring, looked through her half the time, like she was a puzzle piece or a prophecy or something he hadn’t agreed to want. Cael looked at her. Like a person. It unnerved her. It also made something in her chest loosen, just a fraction, like a window cracking open in a sealed room. “Fine,” she said tightly. “If you’re so honest, let’s make a deal.” One dark brow lifted. “You’re bargaining with a demon?” “I’m locked in the Devil’s bedroom,” she said. “I think that ship has sailed.” His mouth tugged at the corner. Almost a smile. Almost.

She didn't know if she would be able to act the perfect girlfriend. She needed someone to teach her. She called Jessica. “Hello, who am I speaking with?” Jessica said Immediately she picked up the call. Marley rolled her eyes. “Stop being dramatic, Jessy.” “So you remember there is a person named Jessy. I thought we were no longer on speaking terms.” Jessica said sulking. “I'm sorry. A lot has been going on and I was preoccupied.” “A lot? What has been going on?” Marley bit her lips. She can't tell her about the deal she signed with Anthonio. He said no one was to know and besides that, this deal was something she wanted to keep hidden from anyone else.

Sierra liked that deal and planted a kiss on his lips. “You’ve got yourself a deal, Dr. Leek.”

Finally, I shook my head. "No. I don't trust you enough for that. Is there another way?" Martha visibly relaxed. Apparently, all that time she was ready to grab me, persuade me, pull me away and stop me from going inside. The demon, however, only smiled. "Good boy. Be sure to remember not to trust demons. Not because we're spawn of the Dark Tempter or whatever it is you call that, it's all stupid. No, it's because people are our food, and negotiating with your food is the same as if you tried talking to a piece of sausage. In the end, you'll still eat it, whatever it told you. So don't forget that."

Jinx was snickering, unable to stop himself even though he had a paw over his mouth. "You whispered promises of a life together to get your fix while you were using your demon lover as well. Stripe saw you together and confronted the demon. They made a deal, Stripe asking a demon to give him enough power and presence to win you over. But demon deals are not controlled by demons. They feed on the darkest parts of one's soul. Stripe lost himself to the deal."

“Tell me. Which demon did you make the deal with?” His lips trembled. “A-Asmodeus. He was the… the go-to demon. He spoke for all seven.” Destiny stiffened. “Seven?” “Y-Yes. Marduk Kurios. Baphomet. Mephisto. Satannish. Beelzeboul. Olivier.” "You made a deal with seven demon lords?" Her voice was pure fire now. “I should destroy you where you kneel.”

I ask once more, yearning for the confirmation. "No. I won't kill Alex." he spits, his eyes flashing black for a split second. "Then, we have a deal." I sigh, looking over at the demon. The demon slides open the giant cell door. "Wonderful." he says and snaps his fingers, "The contract is final. You do what I say and I don't kill your pup. Happy?" I step out of the cell, wringing my hands in front of me. I award him a slight nod and he turns to leave.

“May I ask why, sir?” I pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a flick of my lighter. The flame casted a faint glow on my fingers before I snapped it shut. Taking a slow drag, I exhaled before answering. “I’m about to give them a gift.” A smirk tugged at my lips. “A token of my secret alliance with them. Like a truce.” Me making a deal with them? Yeah, that’s bound to raise some eyebrows. “A gift?” he finally asked, careful with his words.

“An Adjudicator as witness is as strong as a contract written down.” “Not if an actual written and signed document already exists.” Ruben scowled. “He actually went that far?” “Yes he did.” “But demon contracts are written in blood and promise your life to the demon realm?” “Yes, they are and yes they do.” Kat twisted her mouth sardonically. “Shit...I’m sorry, baby girl.” “You shouldn’t have gagged me.” Kat looked away. Ruben turned in his seat and leaned towards her. “I will not let you return to him.”