Destined With The Devil
“It's seems that not only have you refused to listen to my command, but you have also gotten the habit of hitting me whenever you get the chance.”
Tanya turned her as slowly as possible, silently praying that it was not who she thought it was, but to her dismay, the devil stood behind her, with her wrist in his tight grip, staring down at her in a menacing way.
One thought immediately popped into her head. “I'm dead.”
She had completely forgotten about him promising to chop off her fingers if she ate anything without his permission.
“Sirrr, urmmm, actually, there's this bad habit I have. I tend to forget things easily, so i forgot about your warning.”
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