In all of my 23 years of life, nothing as dangerous, as stupid, as foolish.... Nothing as tempting as this had ever overcome me.
Dipping the dirty dishes into the sink and scraping off the leftovers, i gripped the edge of the sink tightly, forcing my heart to slow down.
Mr Anderson is my boss, he is married. He is a white man.
And yet he had the power to stop my heart, as much as he can make it race.
"Tara...," that deep smooth voice rang in my ears as he walked into the kitchen.
"Yes, Mr Anderson?", i reluctantly turned around, making sure to keep my eyes on the ground, as i was supposed to.
"How may i be of help, sir?", i asked, keeping my voice low.
"I just need a glass of water, is all...I'll get it myself-", he said as he started approaching the cabinet.
"Oh, no, no", i rushed to stop him as i knew that it would get me into trouble, if Mrs Anderson saw him serving himself.
Clearing my throat and smoothing my hands out over my apron, "I can do that for you, sir", i told him.
Stepping over to the cabinet, i took out a glass and set it on the counter, before moving to fetch the water pitcher.
I let out a small breath of air, mixed with gut wrenching fear and shock when i felt two large hands settle on my hips, stopping me.
"... Mr Anderson, sir..", I began to say quietly, but i quickly shut my mouth when i felt the hands encircle my waist and pull me against his body.
Oh my good Lord.....
Owen thought that summoning a demon will be great and delightful and the demon would save him from his nightmares.
But he realizes when it's already late that the devil is no better than his twin brothers
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"Your bleeding," said Spike, pointing at my nose.
I looked him dead in the eyes. Is this dude kidding me? "What ?" I asked.
"Your nose is bleeding, and that's not blood; it looks... black." he looked spooked out, even his face was pale.
I touched my nose to see if he was serious or not. My hands came back covered in black fluid, I looked at him as my face paled.
"What the fuck!!!" I stood up and rushed to the bathroom. When I got in, I found a couple making out by the sinks. I ignored them and went to the sink to wash away this fluid.
My vision was blurry as I was cleaning up my nose. The sink was painted black by the stuff from my nose.
It had stopped coming out, but I still couldn't see very well, and I also got dizzy from whatever this was.
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Little did he know that that was the start of another nightmare