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D.J. Russo
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September 17 - September 17, 2025
“Not gonna happen, babe. I’ll be back here before the end of the second day with the biggest, baddest soul anyone has ever seen.”
“But, uh, just to refresh my memory… where do the biggest, baddest souls hang out, anyway? Prisons, right?” I ask shyly. Sondra rolls her eyes. “No, you dummy. The top floors of companies. The billionaires,” she says in a voice that suggests I am as dim as a botfly. “Try a tech company or something.” Then she rolls her eyes again. “You’re acting like you’re new to this.”
This is going to be so easy, an imp could do it. All I need to do is create a trap so tempting it can’t fail. After all, how does that human saying go? You attract more flies with a jar of honey than vinegar? And I know just the thing that will attract all the flies. Humans are simple creatures, after all.
Holy shit, I’ve finally found an emo chick older than twenty-five.
The woman smiles at me from behind the counter, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. A strong desire to see her smile for real overrides all rational thought, and I take another step forward.
What the heck is happening right now? This guy is a weirdo, and I’m not sure I want to deal with that right now. Not as my last mark. Maybe I grabbed a dud and I should return him before I waste even more time.
“Please,” I murmur again, and lift my hands, clasped tightly together, and shake them. “Please help me.” Finally, after eons of waiting for her to reply, she says, “I’m not in the business of reforming souls, my guy. I’m supposed to break and extract them. What you’re asking for, I can’t give you. You should have asked for forgiveness while you were still on Earth.”
One day I’m fucking every woman in sight in between business meetings, and now I’m out on a lunch date with a literal demon who just stretched my asshole within an inch of my life. And I enjoyed it.
“Good, right?” Faith takes her napkin and delicately dabs at the corners of her mouth. “Yes. It’s… not bad.” I lean back in my chair with my arms folded in front of my chest as I grin at her. “Wow, Faith. Your enthusiasm is contagious.” “I know, I’m a veritable disco of unicorns and rainbows,” she says before letting out a small, irritated snort. Then she looks around the café and spots the menu hanging above the counter. “I’ll get you something,” I say,
“Ever have chocolate before? Or is that forbidden in Hell?”
Faith purses her lips as she peers at me. “I’m not one of your conquests that you can wine and dine, you know. I’m still going to flog you until you can’t remember your own name later.”
Faith’s gaze sharpens, but I see the hint of a smile taking form on her lips. She’s trying so hard to pretend she isn’t amused by me, but I know better. She wants to laugh, and I want nothing more than to hear her laugh. It’s just going to take a little more pushing to get her over that edge, but we’ll get there, eventually.
“You’re such an asshole,” she mutters with another shrug. “And that’s rich coming from me, because I’m an expert on bad. It’s my job to sift through the deplorables of the Earth and squeeze their souls out of their eyeballs like jelly. But you have a rare opportunity to turn this all around. Please just work with me, here.”
“My dearest Byron, I’m not a goddess. I’m a monster,” I whisper
She glares down at me, but I know it isn’t genuine. Not when I catch her little grin that’s fighting to make its way across her pretty, plush lips. “You’re such an ass.”
“Let’s get one thing straight, sweetie. I’m not your baby, and you’re not fucking me. I’m fucking you,” she hisses.
Am I about to die? Oh, fuck… of course this is how I’d die. With the sexiest woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of being in killing me with her chaotic demon pussy. Fitting.
Byron lets out a dark chuckle. “Seriously? You’re the one about to fuck me with an oversized gummy dildo and I’m making this weird?”
