Some of them are in league with the Darkest of Princes to ensure the perpetuity of their power and money and means.

I wonder how many of them understand the hellfire that awaits them once their mortal lives are over.

My thoughts come to a halt when she comes out on stage. The one I’ve been waiting for. The one I’ve been watching since her first night here six months ago.

She holds onto the stage’s clear pole, leisurely moving in a slow circle. Her face is in shadow, and she’s cast in soft turquoise from the recessed lights above. An ethereal, haunting melody drifts from the speakers, underlined with a hard, slow-driving beat, and she begins to dance.

The command over her body is hypnotizing. Her limbs seem to glide into and through each other, or behave as an extension of the other. Her body seems weightless as she guides herself up, down, around the pole, flowing as effortlessly as water or air.

I shift into my invisible form and drift onto the stage beside her. Up close, I can take in the scent of her long, thick dark hair and taut skin. I can trace the lines of the tattoo that covers her arm from shoulder to wrist, touch her soft, plump lips. All without her knowing.

I caress her face now with my energy, moving down her neck to her upper chest. She wears a sheer bra and matching thong. Her pink nipples grow taut at my invisible touch, and only I can hear her trembling breath.

I move with her as she moves, continuing to lavish her body with my energy. I slide myself between her thighs, nestling into her center, creating an undulating pulse that’s distinctly pleasurable.

She lets out another gasp, her movements faltering slightly. I’m sure she’s wondering what’s happening to her, wondering if she’s dreaming this. Meanwhile, the special place where I’m focusing my energy grows hot. Wet.

I ache to be in my human form, where I can tend to her body properly, but not now. Not yet.

Come for me, Sazahn,I whisper into her mind.

Her eyes fly open.

Come for me…

And she does.

There, on stage, still dancing to the haunting melody, still in front of the richest and most powerful gazes of the city, still enveloped in shadowy aqua light, she comes.

Her moan of pleasure is lost beneath the music, but not to my ears.

I’ll be back soon, my sweet.

I drift away from her, and her eyes fly open. She looks all around her, but sees nothing out of the ordinary.

I was drawn to her the moment I saw her, because she reminded me of another, so many, many years ago. A forbidden human woman I protected, whose family I cared for, whose dark beauty pulled me in the moment she reached womanhood. Falling in love with her was the easiest thing I’ve ever done.

Then, I was ripped from her. Thrown into the nothingness of Sheol for a time, during which my lover reached old age and died. She never stopped waiting for me to return.

Eventually, Satan retrieved me, saw my usefulness. Soothed my razed heart with his saccharine words. He restored me, removed my heavenly energy, and replaced it with hellfire. Then I was sent back to Earth to roam as I wished, just as I did so very long ago, alone. Lonely. Empty.

Until I saw Sazahn Hendricks, and everything changed.

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