In Love with the Devil

by Sky Blu

It was the most luscious night of my entire life. The sensation of her body breaking under my will, her tears, her cries, screaming at the excruciating pain, her pleas, her weak attempts at escape … Those are the only memories that bring out my full genuine smile.

Pretending to be the good guy is slowly pushing me to a psychotic break. After eight hours of dealing with patients, I start losing it.

Oh, pretty bird, if only you knew the predator who’s admiring your lovely colors. I clear my throat.

Poor pretty bird. It’s too late, Astoria, you’ve already committed every fucking mistake in the book.

“Sing for me, pretty bird,”

“I’m everywhere inside you now, pretty bird,” I whisper into her ear. “I’ll see you again soon. Please be careful. Take care of yourself.”

I’m not some pretty, rich boy who comes to save her from rapists. I’m not the fucking hero. I’m her biggest nightmare. I am her rapist, and that’s who I want her to be in love with. I want her to be a slave for me to use and abuse in every way possible.

Astoria finally showed me she’s a fighter. I’m so fucking proud of her. The way she stabbed me. So romantic … No, fuck that, I’m in love.

They say a baby is a miracle. Maybe this miracle can make this devil holding me a kind person and can make me whole.

“Then from here on, I’ll treat you like my goddess. I’m going to worship you to death, Astoria.”

“I just want you to remember where your home is … with me inside you. I want you to breathe only for me.”

“No. No, it’s not. I missed you. Y-you took too long to come back to me.” I break the kiss to say, “It feels so wrong, Asher.”