When The Devil Comes

Chapter 10 : One Hellish Morning

There is not a single thing like waking up to the glorious smell of an sexual orgy in your home. Where the room was scattered with the finest illegal drugs and a little classical arrangement playing in the morning. While humans of course, continue to contaminate and poison not only themselves but others also.

Ah... Look at the gloriousness of such grandeur destruction and defilement to dad's so called refined creation. That he made to his likening from the beginning of time. Mhm what a genesis this is.

Just as I am about to close my eyes there goes a knock at the door. There is always this one bloody interruption in the morning when everything seems tranquil. The devil's work is never over.

These mere mortals can't help but always feel the need to have a piece me. They are incessantly requiring my presence as if my time and essence comes cheap.

" What is the meaning of this violation of my morning Mr.Beaux ? ".
I ask him in quite the impatient tone. I had half a good mind to just throttle him to death.

" Sir, Belphedeus has arrived for about thirty minutes now, a - ".
He replied to me in a tone of angst.

" I should just let you burn in hell for this Beaux. Awake now everyone and gather your unimportant belongings. Ladies and gents, I see you're all awake and with a reverence diligence do get out of the devil's lair.

Come now my devious sex pets, I have urgent matters to attend to that need my utmost devotion. I know the sex was pleasurable but do speed it along people."
I snapped impatiently at them, so they can get a move on it. The devil and time absolutely waits for no one.

Look at that ridiculously bloody slow poke at the front that is taking a royal piss out me. I will never understand the overcomplicated logic of humans. Why do they feel the incessant need to add an emotional connection to such a trivial thing?

Dear Jesus. We had a sexual orgy affair and I know it was fantastic. We had all reach the brink and orgasmed. End of story. Bloody Leave when its over. My bloody home is not a sanctuary for brothel-sex.

" Mr.Beaux, do escort last night extra-curricular sex affairs team off my property immediately. I don't want any eyes and ears on this little transaction. Tell that bloody impatient one Belphedeus.
To help himself to whatever his soulless vessel desire even liquid hellfire. By the way thank you Beaux your service is truly unparalleled. Before I forget, how is your morning? ".
I had asked him as I had started removing my articles of clothing before I go into the shower.
When I didn't get a response after the silence that ensued. I glanced over my shoulder to look at Mr.Beaux.

Only to see his eyes bulged out of his head, and his cheeks held a pinkish hue. He looked as if any second from now he would have a seizure. I then singlehandedly decided to further his impending seizure. By completely turning my naked body around to face him.

" Mr.Beaux you can look, seeing as there is nothing to be skittish about. I am most definitely not ashamed. I will never get what you mortals have against public nudity. I can assure you, you were born like this.

Let yourselves go and stop suffocating your bloody selves with society's 'I have to wear clothes' nonsense. You know what do leave. Before you have a premature and unplanned cardiac arrest ".
I replied to him quite sarcastically. As I stepped in the shower leaving him speechless.

As soon as I stepped out of the shower in a ruby red satin robe. I went to my closet to find something to wear. Mhm...maybe I should go with the Prada suit and the Louboutin shoes. The devil's attire is never complete without Prada.

What I am I going to do with Belphedeus?, that bloody impatient one can't seem to wait. As he keeps on yelling out my name. All this damn incessant shouting is disturbing the atmosphere's ambience of peace at an equilibrium in my home.

If it was solely up to me and Belphedeus was somebody else. I would have turned their face inside out. As I headed down the stairs, I caught a glimpse of the culprit perched on one of my finest red silky italian sofa in the living room quarter. I simple gave him a discreet nod and directed him to my office.

Just as we were seated I had to ask him.
" What the bloody hell was that all about Belph? ".

" How is your morning Samiel? ". That was how he chose to respond to me instead with a nasty smirk on his face. The nerve of this damn smart arse.

" My morning was for dad's sake a little blessed, the damn irony. Then Beaux had to make an appearance and ruined round two of my bloody morning sexcapade that I had planned.
That was hell, thank you. Next it was your bloody presence that added to the already blazing inferno. So in conclusion Belphedeus, my morning was hellish ".
This little smug son of a gun just snorted and chortled in response.

" Now please enlighten me Belphedeus. To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing your gloating face again after I have seen it yesterday? ".
I ask him rather grimly and I swear to dad that his response better be good.

" Relax I have got some intel on your two escapees ".
He responded to me smugly.

This was the second reason I had like him. Whatever task you gave him was done efficiently.

Now this made me sat more upright in my chair for this one and a devilish grin completely graced my face. I poured us two glass of bourbon and kicked my feet up. Then I took a big sip and let out a content sigh.

" Well what are you waiting for?. Spit it out. It seems my hellish morning indeed just got a little more interesting ".