New York City. The paradise of the rich, while the hell of the poor. It was thrilling, overwhelming, intoxicating, alive; a magnetic force attracting multitudes of people each hypnotized by their own delusions. The city became whatever they wanted it to be. A seductive mirage beckoning them to come closer like that of a promiscuous minx. Visitors longed to get a taste of the fantasy New York had to offer. They tore themselves apart searching for something only existing within their own minds. An idea only they could understand. Caused by those reasons alone, New York effortlessly became my personal playground. Sin city. A place to misbehave without the risk of getting caught.
Manipulating people was so easy it was starting to become boring. Routine. That was the problem with eternity... after a while I'd encountered almost every type of person the world had to offer; played with every toy in the shop until their novelty eventually wore off and left me with nothing but broken parts. I needed an upgrade, the latest model, someone new to break; and as usual, I had my eye on someone in particular, plus a challenge. You see, this newly desired toy of mine was one of a kind, and he already had an owner... A woman I'm sure he was convinced he was one hundred percent faithful to, a woman he probably thought he was going to spend the rest of his life with. Maybe he still would, but after I had my way with him, he would never again be able to fully commit to a relationship.
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The Devil's Mistress
FanfictionA (partially mature) short, 6 chapter solo about what happens when Katherine travels to New York in search of some entertainment, but ends up receiving more than she bargained for... Authors Note: This is my first time writing a solo for this charac...
