Persephone

Most people believe in ghost stories, some believe in demons, but most people believe in spirits.They are everywhere, basically lost souls. What if i told you that one of those lost souls, is named Daemon Sins. He is the exact definition of the devil.

Alania was walking down the street, she looked almost perfect, her curves where perfectly showing through her shorts, she looked like a doll, with her thick makeup, and her long fake blonde hair almost reaching her butt. She had natural red hair, that was wavy and curled at the bottom, she always wore red, but when she worked she wore black. She had to wear a black see through bra, and a black thong with black shorts over her undergarments, she was embaressed by the men looking at her strangley. But she had done this for a reason. She worked at a strip club with loads of thirsty men in their mid 20's. She was only 23. Her birthday was a few days away, she had asked for a day off. She was very beautiful without the pound of makeup on her face. She had done this for a reason, she needed the money, she made over 1,000$ each night,but when she got home, its like that never existed to her, she hid her money inside of her bed cusions, where no one would find it. She had snuck out at 12 in the morning and always came back at 2:30, she made sure not to go home or let anyone touch her, before she came home, she took a shower and went straight to bed, ready to wake up in 5 hours for her other job, without smelling like drugs and smoke. She had to leave the house before her dad came home, or else he would hit her and bruise her until his anger was done. She had no idea what her life would end up in a matter of seconds...

with 𝕯𝖆𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓....

or should i say...Hades.