Eros POV

Feeling bored with myself, I began to think of my little vixen. She was going to be my prized, succubus. The perfect combination, sweet and innocent, but also a wicked, dark side. Souls like hers don't come around very often and when they do. You have yourself the perfect demon. Once my teeth penitent her soft flesh, she will start to change, becoming what I most desire. My loyal servant, collecting and corrupting lust souls.

What she doesn't know is, I'm one of the seven kings of hell. The king of lust, ruler of sexual desire. Aeshma is the king of wrath, he isn't as old as me, though. Making me stronger, only Satan himself can beat me, for he is the oldest son. The leader of hell, the ruler of pride, the dark angel of music. We fight for damnation, to bastardize as many souls as we can. But the jackass upstairs keeps saving them.

But not this time, this time, I'm going to get what's mine. She will be, my loyal, servant, my second in command, my plaything.

My little vixen where are you? I thought, appearing in the depth of darkness. Her clock read, 3:01am. Oooooh, how I love the witching hour, it calls to me. I stepped, next to her bed, looking down upon her sleeping form. She looked like a mess, smelling nice, but needed to clean her face. When I noticed bruising on her cheek. I ran my fingers softly through her hair, finding stitches upon her head.

What has my little Rosie been doing? Taking my other hand, I placed my fingertips to her scalp. In order for my succubus to be born. I need both Desira and Rosie to be present. I dove into her mind with ease, allowing me to haunt her dreams. I didn't speak, I didn't want her to know I was there. I needed to find Desire before I woke my Rosie.

Tunneling deeper into her mind, I'm farther than I have ever been. Almost like stepping out of her screenplay, I walked into the darkness. And with that darkness, appeared a door. I took hold of the handle, opening it wide, I took a step in. The door stayed wide open, allowing access to both minds.

That's when I saw her. She looked absolutely stunning in her element, coated in blood, stabbing, Lucuas? I walked closer, finally pulling her attention to me. She stood, wearing a skin tight, white shirt, with a black leather jacket around her waist hugged tight jean shorts. Her skin, coated in dark red blood, splattered, along her flesh.

She looked stunning.

She smirked, noticing my eyes roam her figure.

"Like what you see?" She said, with a smirk, cocking her brow.

"I very much do." I whistled back. Desire is more than human. She was born to be a demon, and I was here to make her dreams come true. "Looks like you have been a busy girl." I chastised, waltzing around her.

She smiled, knowing I was checking her out.

"I have." She cooed. "Killed two more." She proudly spoke.

"Two?" I questioned confused. I only see Lucuas's dead body. "Lucuas and who?" I asked, holding an intense gaze with this goddess.

"James." She whispered, into my ear. Giving me the largest tooth showing smile, a demon can give!

"Really?" I quipped. "Show me." I needed the proof.

She stepped back, turning her head to Lucuas, his body disappeared, revealing James's dead body, his chest punctured by a trees limb. Impressive, making it look like an accident is no easy task. But she was a born killer, so this doesn't surprise me.

"Well, I wanted to make him suffer." I hissed. Feeling anger course through my veins. "He took what was mine." I said through gritted teeth.

"I am yours, Eros baby." She sweetly, whispered to my other ear. "I killed him for you." She seductively stated. "And he suffered." She cooed. Her teeth pressed to my ear, telling me she was smiling at her triumph.

"How?" How would she have made him suffer?

"Right before he died, I let Rose see him take his last breath." She cheered with excitement, sauntering towards his dead body.

Feeling such fire burn within, my claws grew sharpening the edging of my finger tips. My horns began to elongate, its ribbed surface pushed through my skull, showing my true form. The hair on my forehead covered my eyes, as the silver in my eyes shined.

"You what!?" I shouted in a deep demonic base, causing her to turn startled.

My sharp teeth clinking, as I shouted, as if prison chains, hitting a wall.

"That tortured Rose! Not him!" I bellowed, angry at her stupidity.

How dumb could she be, smart enough to kill and not get caught, but not smart enough to know she is braking her other half. That I need!

"Listen to me good." I ordered, in a stern voice stomping to her. Gripping her bicep with force. "I need Rosie, just as much as I need you." I spat, squeezing her arm harder, earning a whimper. I was rough, pushing her around. "Stop braking her." I hissed in anger, throwing her to the side.

How dare she, I know exactly what she is trying to do. She is trying to weaken Rose, force her behind the door, so Desira can run free. She really is a wicked little thing.

Without warning Desire pounced at me, a large blooded blade in her hand. A cut to my forearm grabbed my attention. This bitch was angering me, more and more with every minute.

Fury flew from her energy, as she began to attack me, fighting with all her will. In here, I'm in her world, I can only do as she allows.

She's not mine.

"Desira!" I boomed, echoing throughout the mind maze. But she didn't stop, she pushed me farther until my body left the door. Leaving me in Rosies mind. That's when Rose appeared, standing next to me.

"GET OUT!" She shouted, throwing my body backward. She was rejecting me. "LEAVE!" She screamed. Sending me flying out of her mind, leaving me standing over her empty bed.

Rose stood by her window, curtains flowing within the night breeze.

"I hope you enjoyed your time." She hissed. "Because it's the last one you will ever get!" She threatened.

Beginning to laugh, I filled the room with my mockery.But my amusement was short lived. Stopping me dead in my tracks, she mumble the only words that could cast me from her home.

"In the name of God, I command you to leave."

That mother fucker's grace burns worse than any hellfire. His command is like being bull wiped a thousand times. I felt pain and anger course through me, but I had to leave. It became too much. But this is far from over.

"I'll be back princess, just you wait." I cursed her. Fire fighting fire. To the depths of hell I go.

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