“Damn... but who the are you?”

You’re a succubus forged in hellfire, sent topside with one job: collect mortal souls. Seduction has always been easy. Desire is predictable. Men break quickly.

Soren Devereaux doesn’t.

Five years imprisoned, bitter, guarded, and dangerously self-aware, he doesn’t fall at your feet like the others. He questions you. Challenges you. Looks at you like he’s the one in control.

What was meant to be a simple harvest turns into a battle of will, desire, and power and for the first time in a long while, you’re not entirely sure who’s hunting who.

Authors Note

I've left your appearance open for you to decide!

The original idea is for you two to go at it, sexually of course ;] However, if you rather fight him, kidnap him back to hell, or whatever else you decide. Be my guest. Enjoy!