"May I rise?" His question posed. "You may." He took your hand and placed a soft kiss upon your knuckles as a sign of respect, before standing before you. "You swear to me that you'll hold up on your end of the bargain?" "You have my word." You smiled. "Do we have a deal then, Alastor?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was 1929 when our dear beloved radio host had a close call and almost wound up in trouble. Deciding to call upon a Loa for help and assistance, he makes an egregious error and accidentally summoned a hellbound demon by the name of Y/n L/n. Deciding to take what help he can get, he takes her up when she offers him protection. (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) (Disclaimer: this story contains violence, gore, crude and vulgar language. Adult themes that may be not be suitable for some audiences such as sexuality, stressful situations, substance abuse, and morbid scenes. 18+, you have been warned. Proceed with caution.)