Stygian Seduction (Hanta Sero x OC)

Chapter- 1 Free

🕸️ Spring time 🕸️

Hanta Sero ran his big hands through his raven black hair in distress. The constant vibrating of his phone rattled across the table in a never ending stream of calls and texts. The hollow sound simply represented his current emotional state perfectly as his midnight black eyes zoned out into the cup of coffee sitting untouched in front of him. Unwelcome memories of his most recent fight with Mina danced across his mind not unlike the steam lazily swirling up from the dark liquid.

"Okay not to be a bitch or anything, but can you either turn that fuck'n phone off or answer it?"

Sero's head popped up to see the person sitting in the booth in front of him pointing a blood-red acrylic nail at his phone. "Ummm, I'm sorry." He snatched up his phone in his tattooed hands and laughed self-depreciatingly. "I didn't mean to bother you. Excuse me."

"You're excused."

Sero blinked in confusion before a shocked smile ticked up the corner of his lips. "That's rather rude of you to say."

The person in front of him was not simply a person. She was hands down the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen in his entire life. She had hair even blacker than his own that was a silky sheet falling seductively over her bare shoulder and bracketed a smirking sinfully beautiful face. Her lips were the same red color as her tiny dress and nails, and it complimented the bright orange color of her eyes perfectly. Her narrow huntress chrysanthemum eyes creased in amusement as she snickered, "It was rude of you to interrupt my very important work with that annoying ass vibrating." Sero was about to apologize until she lifted a magazine off her lap and tossed it onto his table. "How am I supposed to determine if I agree with Hawks being the most eligible bachelor if I'm distracted by your phone go'n off?"

Sero wasn't sure why, but he enjoyed this odd raptor thus he plucked up the magazine and flipped through it. "I don't know if I disagree with Hawks being number one, but Bakugo as number three? That I wholeheartedly disagree with." The ravenette eyeing him playfully cocked a gorgeous black brow, so he explained, "I don't go for guys with anger issues."

There was nothing dainty or girly about the woman's laughter. It was deep and raspy and had the tape hero's mind plunging into the dirtiest of gutters as he dreamed about the mysterious woman making that sound for him in a much less PG setting.

She picked up her cup of steaming tea and slid out of her booth. Sero's mouth went dry as her sky-high heels clicked across the sticky dinner's floor. Her mile-long legs were completely bare, and the minuscule length of her dress didn't even bother to hide the black and gray tattoo wrapping around her upper thigh from his curious gaze.

The succubus nodded toward his booth. "Mind if I sit with ya?"

"Would any man in his right mind say no to you?" Sero flirted casually.

"Of course not, but you could be mad for all I know," she shot back cheekily.

"Mad?" Sero draped one of his long arms over the back of the booth as he chuckled, "Sorry doll, but I'm not a man who gets mad easily."

"We both know that wasn't the type of mad I was talking about." She sipped her tea while hungrily running her huntress eyes across his sculpted body. "Besides, I already knew you weren't that type of man."

"Oh? Care to share your thoughts with the class? Just what type of man do you think I am?"

"My type."

Sero honestly was not used to women like the one sitting across from him. Since high school, so few things had really changed. For Hanta Sero, life after UA had been nothing short of spectacularly........boring. He had followed the yellow brick road of expected success after graduating from the prestigious hero academy, and it seemed every young adult success box was checking itself off one after another. He had