~* Raven's POV *~

"You remember our deal, right?" I questioned, drumming my fingers against my lap in excitement. The Earl nodded, "In exchange for this..."

"Sebastian gets to do whatever I want for a week," I grinned. It's payback for squeezing the life out of me with a corset. He's gonna suffer and I will definitely enjoy it.

Ciel agreed, "I believe he can manage both our demands."

"Because he is simply one hell of a butler," I failed at the british accent again, Madame Red stifling her laughter. The Earl just rolled his eyes, a smile gracing his lips.

Out of boredom, I looked outside the carriage window, staring at the bright stars shining through the darkness. I have an ulterior motive for my request. I need to get answers and I doubt I can intimidate the evil noble since he already scares the crap out of me. Sebastian may be sworn to secrecy but perhaps I can find a few loopholes since he was ordered to follow my commands as well. A mischievous look crossed my face, my lips tugging into a small smirk. One way or another.

I frowned, questioning something. Where did I come from? I came from... from... Crap, my memories are deteriorating. It's like they're fading away. I shook my head, concentrating. I remember... falling. Falling off a building...? A girl pushed me... I think. Who was it? Why am I--

"Miss Raven?"

I blinked, snapping out of my thoughts. The carriage had stopped. Ciel and Madame Red started to walk up onto a grand staircase that led to a large, elegant mansion. Sebastian held out his hand for me to take, "Shall we?"

"You've used the word 'shall' so many times," I giggled, taking his hand. He helped me off the carriage, telling me to watch my step. With him by my side, we walked inside. The decor was gallant, everything in rich gold and silver. The orchestra's music filled the room as people danced. Some chatted. Then there were my kind of people, chilling by the food table.

The orchestra faltered slightly as Sebastian and I arrived. All eyes were on us. Sebastian did not look like a mere butler. In a polished suit, he could have passed as a noble, hell even a handsome prince. Every girl was captivated by his appearance, the sight of a demon enticing. I couldn't help but to stare as well.

Then there was me. The men stared at me as if I was a forbidden fruit, calling to them, luring them in but they could never hope to have a taste. My eyes met the Druitt's, my target for the night. My lips formed a seductive smile, flirting with him with my piercing blue orbs. I blew him a kiss, watching in amusement as he spilled his wine, dazed by me.

Sebastian placed a possessive hand on my waist as we walked towards the dancefloor. We definitely attracted attention, looking as if we were a god and goddess of darkness, beckoning everyone with our irresistible call. An idea formed in my mind.

"Let's give them something to really stare at," I whispered closely to his ear, watching the women glare at me in envy.

Sebastian laced his hand with mine, "You are absolutely devious."

"You know you love it," I teased, feeling his hand slide dangerously low on my hip. The men glowered in jealousy, watching him pull me very close.

The tempo of the music shifted. I smirked. That's our cue.

Before anyone had a chance to adapt to the sudden tempo change, Sebastian and I started our dangerous danse macabre. {A/N: Song on the side→ }

My body began to do sultry complicated twists and turns to the fast tempo, Sebastian matching my pace perfectly. His grip on my waist never faltered as I arched my back, trusting him completely as I leaned back. His hand rested on my lower back to support me. I tilted my head, seeing everyone enthralled by our performance. I threw a wink at a poor boy that seemed as if he was going to faint.

Sebastian pulled me into him sharply, a surprised gasp escaping my lips.

"Don't tease me, love," he said with a voice that ignited something within me, "I am your partner. There is no need for your eyes to wander."

My eyes widened at his words, the sound of my own erratic heartbeat drowning out the sound of the music. I felt my face flush, not knowing whether it was because of dancing or because of the devilish butler in front of me.

Adrenaline coursed through my veins, giving me a boost of confidence.

As the music slowed down, the end of the song nearing, I arched my back once more, pulling Sebastian down with me. My hand wound up in his midnight hair, the other resting on his neck. I pulled him dangerously close, feeling his grip tightening around me.

I brushed my lips against his, watching his eyes burn with flaring passion.

"Jealousy doesn't suit you, Sebastian," I said his name breathlessly has the song ceased.

Roaring applause erupted in the ballroom. He lifted me up gently, his eyes still staring at me intensely, I doing the same. I took notice in his glowing fuchsia orbs, his demonic form beginning to reveal itself.

"Calm down," I said lowly. He seemed to snap out of a trance, his eyes returning to normal. I smirked, playfully saying "Good boy."

I untangled myself from him before making my way towards the snack table, the crowd dispersing. I glanced behind me, seeing Sebastian still seeming to be bewitched by me. He disappeared from my line of vision, women quickly surrounding him. I looked away, something starting to hurt inside my chest. Shaking my head, I stopped in front of the table. All was forgotten once I caught sight of the most magnificent thing of all: food.

"You were absolutely stunning, my dear," a voice came from behind me. Turning around, I came face to face with the Druitt. Finally.

He took my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing my skin sweetly, "You were like a broken angel, taking everyone down with you as you awaited your prince that would bring you salvation."

"What?" I asked, confused.

"I am your prince," he said dramatically, "Allured by your beauty. I will bring you to heaven, my angel."

Ugh, I hate this man already.

Feeling the gaze of someone else, I saw Sebastian, in the midst of his harem, staring dead at me. I averted my eyes, focusing on the blonde haired creep talking to me. I don't know what came over me, something reared its way into my heart, something that wanted to make Sebastian mad.

"Oh really?" I stepped closer to the Druitt, placing my hand on his chest, "I much prefer dragging you down to hell with me."

He swooned, "Anything you wish, my love."

"A night of nothing but fire," I teased, feeling him rest his hand on my waist.

"Uuhh.. but... what about the other man..?" he fumbled with his words.

I glanced at Sebastian, watching something interesting cross his face. I whispered into the Druitt's ear, knowing the demon could hear me loud and clear, "Don't worry about him. He is merely one of the many boy toys I've collected."

"L-Let's talk somewhere more privately," he started to guide me away. Hook line in sinker.

I walked past Ciel, giving him a look. He nodded, getting ready for the events to come, his butler appearing beside him. Sebastian watched me get whisked away by the suspected murderer, concern and anger clear in his eyes.

"Shall we?" The Druitt asked, standing in front of a closed door, the ballroom far behind us.

I forced a smile, "Indeed, we shall."

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