I wiped my face with tissues as I came outside, walking with angry steps and Callahan came behind me laughing. "What was that?"

I turned around and growled, "What was what?"

"You seriously need a scientist to check what's inside of your brain," he said, making fun of me and it didn't calm me, instead I became furious.

"That Devil is nuts! What was her problem?" I shouted and said to him, "And don't laugh!"

He laughed more but it calmed me down. He was looking still dashing with his black jacket and a t-shirt with a pair of jeans. His hair must have grown as it crossed his shoulders yet he looked more handsome.

I drifted my eyes away as I cursed myself internally. What was wrong with me?

"Alright, I won't laugh but you need to keep your anger at bay because the devil whom you just threw a bowl of ice creams at is not a puny devil." He said.

"Who is she?" I asked as I dumped the tissue on the dustbin, nearby.

"She is the devil of Chaos. High ranking devil. Although not the same as me in terms of position and power." He informed me, "But she is a devil general of two hells. That means she is powerful and a second generation devil."

I looked at him and blinked. Now that I calmed down, my knees weakened at the thought that I just insulted a great devil general with a bowl of ice cream. Now I won't be able to sleep peacefully at night. She would haunt me forever.

He tried so hard not to laugh as his lips twitched and finally he let it loose and burst into a laughter as I roared, "Don't laugh! Can't you see that I am scared shitless!"

"Really?" His eyes moved from my tip to toe as he said, "Right now, you seem like a fire pit to me." He smiled letting me see his dimple and I turned around.

I moved away my gaze and mumbled as my ears felt warm, "Now, she is going to make my life a living chaos."

"Don't worry," he said as he bent and his face came closer, "When I am near, nobody would dare to touch you and besides, she works under me."

My eyes widened at the nearness and I stepped back, my heart thumping against my chest. Why did he have to say all these words? It made my heart run wild.

"But you went away..." I said before I could understand just what I said. My words felt like I was offended and sad. I was certain leaving me alone would make my life better but here, I was complaining to him for leaving me alone.

"I mean, what would happen if you went away?" I tried to cover it up as he said, "We are binded by a strong contract, don't worry." He smiled, "Nobody would try to get close to you."

"Yet they did." I pointed at that.

"They love to create a mess so they will do that again in the future."

"But why?" I asked in frustration, "What did I ever do to them?"

"It is not you, Carson." He said, the smile was long gone and it was replaced with a grim face. "It is me with whom they want to get their revenge."

I raised a brow, "And why is that? What did you do?"

He smirked and pride was visible on his face, "Because I cut their pay last month."

I blinked. "No doubt they want to get back to you." I huffed.

"Can't help." He shrugged, "They should have been more careful. It was their fault and I will cut payment if they failed to do their tasks."

"Sure..." I spun on my heels as a cab arrived.

"I have brought my car." He proposed, "Why don't you just let me drive you back home?"

"No need." I said as I went ahead but he held my wrist in a firm grip and dragged me like a rag.

"Hey! I said, no nee-" before I could finish my sentence, his lips hovered on my mouth in the middle of the street. He held my chin with one hand as his other hand held my hand and he opened his eyes which said he wasn't pleased at all with my behavior.

"You are lashing out too much these days." He pulled away as my face heated and I could sense people watching us. "What happened to you?" He asked.

"N-nothing." I managed to say as my heart thumped in my ears and I tried to shout but it came out as if I was pouting, "Why did you do that in the street?"

"You want me to do that in your bedroom then?" He asked, raising a brow. He was clearly making fun of me!

"Th-that isn't what I am saying!" I said and walked toward his car with a quickened speed. He followed me a d I could feel his smug look even though I wasn't watching. He was back to his usual self and as much as it annoyed me, I was glad he was back.

*****

We reached my apartment and as I opened the door, Callahan suddenly pushed me back and entered, his body tensed up as he looked around in the dark.

I entered behind him and whispered, "Is there something wrong?"

"Someone was here." He said and went further as I searched for the switches.

I turned on the lights and I saw my kitchen was a mess. Someone cooked and burnt my pan in the process. Not to mention they tried to do a dish with the eggs and failed miserably. The vegetables were even chopped but spread out everywhere.

"What the hell?" I complained, "Why my kitchen?"

Damn the burglar to enter my kitchen! I never liked anyone to use my kitchen--other than Callahan, of course. Because he never messed up my kitchen , instead he would place everything in order and clean it after he used it.

Callahan went into my bedroom and checked if anyone was there. He checked everywhere but no one was there.

I asked, "Who was it?"

He shook his head, "No idea but whoever was it he probably liked your kitchen."

Well, now that was a serious matter! It took me a whole year to buy the appliances one by one and make my dream kitchen. And now they were messing it up. I was glad they didn't break anything but I was angry that they had been using it without my permission.

Callahan uses it without your permission. My inner self said and I shut it down. His matter was different. He was a good cook.

Then my eyes went to the fridge. I dashed there and opened it and saw, my pudding was missing. I grinded my teeth. Well, I knew who that was. "I am going to kill Droy!" I growled.

"Droy?" Callahan asked, looking very angry and disturbed as I turned to him.

"Yes, he came in the morning and almost had eaten my pudding..." I said, "Now it's gone!"

"Droyth came?" Callahan asked again, this time with more pressure on his words.

"Err... Yes?"

His face became grim, more like a volcano which was about to explode as he came near me and glared.

"Wha- why are you glaring at me?" I asked as I stepped back and my back touched the fridge. Wasn't he friends with him?

He crossed the distance as he asked, "Why was he here?"

"How would I know?" I said as I had to tilt up my head to look into his eyes, "He was standing near my bed when I woke up."

A few muscles clenched on his jaw as he placed his hands both sides of me on the fridge, trapping me between himself and the fridge. "He was standing near your bed!" He hissed.

"Err... Yes?" I said weakly.

"What did he do to you?" He asked.

"Nothing?"

He looked at me for a moment and said, "Strip."

There was a moment of silence dominating us as I blinked at him. The moment his words registered in my mind I howled at him, "What?! Why? And no! Never!"

His left eyebrow twitched as he said-- more like commanded--through gritted teeth, "I said, strip, now!"

"I am unmarried, I would never strip before anyone unless he is my partner." I said angrily, "And besides, why would I strip when Droy was the one who did all of this? Go tell him to strip!"

"He is an incubus. If he tracked you down to your house then it means you are his target!" Callahan said, his voice growing louder then he mumbled, "Oh! I have to go talk to him."

"Then what does it have to do with stripping me?"

"You said he was standing beside your bed when you woke up. That meant he had placed a seal or a spell on you so the next time you meet him, you will be attracted beyond limit." He informed me and I froze.

"Ther-there is a spell like that?" I asked.

"Yes, all incubus and succubus have that kind of power to create spells of attraction." He said, "Now strip."

"I- no!" I wrapped my hands around myself in a protective barrier as if it was going to save me from him.

Callahan seemed more like an angry Lion ready to pounce on me as he said, "Don't force me to strip you myself, Carson." His eyes were saying he was damn serious as they were sending daggers with fire balls.

"I need to see those signs so I know how to undo them." he said as I tried to escape from his cage, however, he caught me and pulled me up on his shoulder like a rag.

He went to my bedroom as I struggled to lose myself from his tight grip but he was too strong and he took me like I weighed nothing.

He entered the room and threw me on the bed. The lights weren't on but I still could see his silhouette coming for me as I tried to run but he caught me and said, "Now... Let me see them."

"No!" I retorted but within a moment, his hands were all on me and despite my endless struggle, one by one, my clothes disappeared. "You perverted Devil!" I shouted and hissed as I felt his hands on my very sensual parts on my chest, "Hey! Don't touch there!"

"Shut up and stay still!" He commanded as his hands roamed all over my body. My ears were heated and my heart banged against my rib cage.

"Found it!" He exclaimed.

"Where?" I asked.

"On your right mid thing." He answered and I felt like smacking his head with my saucepan.

"Then why did I have to get naked?"

"How would I able to know unless I see each part of you?" He asked and I froze.

"Wait! You can see in the dark?" I asked.

"Uhh...well," He paused for a moment before diverting the conversation, "That's not the point here!"

I pulled the bedsheet and covered myself as I glared at him with the best glare I had mustard. "Tell me if you can see in the dark?"

"Fine! I can!" He said now sounded frustrated although it made me more flustered.

"Th-then what's the point of switching off the lights?" I asked, still glaring at him although my face burnt with heat. He was the first person--or a devil--to see me naked.

"I didn't switch it on so you wouldn't have to get shy around me." He said matter-of-factly and it made me furious. How could he say that so casually. It was normal for a woman to get shy around a man while they had practically no clothes on.

"Enough now!" He growled and I was amused at how he had the audacity to get all frustrated when I was the one who was going through his tortures.

"Spread your legs!" He ordered and for a moment I went still.

"Wha- what!"

"I said. SPREAD. YOUR. LEGS." He put pressure on each word as if he...he...well, he...

"No way!"

He laughed deviously and said, "I see, now I have to force this through you as well."

"No, you can't do that," I said and gathered all the sheets to save me from him.

Even though it was dark, I could sense his devilish grin forming on his lips as he said, "You do know, I am the Devil and I can do anything."

No...!