As we sit down, he interlocks his fingers with mine while looking into my eyes.

"There's something about those eyes of yours. They captive me while drawing me in as I've never been done before" as his thumb brushed over my knuckles slowly.

"Once my two days are up, will I be able to come back here at all?", my eyes look at him with a sad question in them.

"Eventually, yes. I will let you come back with me from time to time. I want you settled in first" his face looks at me with a serious expression on it. "It can be a hard experience at first, but I think you will be able to handle it."

"Will I be able to come by myself some of the time?" wondering if I always have to be with him or can come alone.

"Later, yes," he nods his head slowly at my hand, "That symbol will not leave your hand so I can keep track of you at all times. I will be with you the majority of the time, but there will be some times that you can come by yourself. You will be limited with time, just like I am. It could be an hour or two or might be longer than that; it just depends on what you are doing or how long you may need."

Just then, Tonya flops back down in the seat, making me jump; I was looking in the opposite direction. "Oh my gosh, that guy wore me out. Who is this dashing, handsome man that will not let go of you, girl?"

"I'm Lance," he sticks out his hand to shake hers. "I am her boyfriend."

"No shit!" her mouth drops open as she looks at his body from head to toe. "Are you kidding me? You are the one who saved her last night, the one she was telling me about today. Your her knight in shining armor?"

He chuckles while shaking her hand slowly, then pulls his hand away, slowly wrapping it back around my waist. He nods as his eyes sparkle with the thought of him saving me from those goons in the garage.

"Yeah, those guys were going to harm her. I could not let that happen to this pretty, sweet little woman. Their intentions were not the best; she would have wound up hurt pretty bad" then his body starts trembling with a rage of anger. I pat him on the hand where he seems to snap out of it.

She tilts her head to the side, looking at him with a frown on her face. "Are you really who you say you are?"

"Yeah, I am" he acts like the question is nothing to him.

"She did make a deal with you then?" nodding to my hand that is on the glass of wine that I am trying to drink.

"She did. I gave her three days before she becomes mine permanently," taking a piece of my hair twirling it around his fingers as he smirks.

"Does that mean she will be gone to where I will not ever see her again?" her face has a sorrowful look on it.

He drops his hand out of my hair, laying it on the table. "She will be back from time to time, but it will not be daily."

"So I will be alone again," tears prick at the corner of her eyes. "She's my best friend; I am going to miss her so much."

"I am going to miss you too." Dang it, now she is going to make me cry.

"You will enjoy living with me, love," as he caresses my small frame face in his large hand. "My castle is huge, plenty of things to do then, of course, you will be with me" his devilish smirk is back in full force.

"Do you have to take her?" her hand touches his arm lightly. He looks down at it as she removes it in a swift jerk back motion. "She has been my backbone for years. I do not know what I am going to do without her."

"Yes," his eyes have a little anger that is swirling in them right now, "she belongs to me, so that makes it where her soul has to abide by my rules now. It is required that she lives with me being by my side from here on out."

"How can that be?" she puts her hands on her hips then clicks her tongue at him. "Your immortal; she is not."

He glares at her, but I plead with my eyes for her to back off. I do not want this to turn out awfully; she relaxes and takes a deep breath.

"She will become immortal eventually," his voice is sharp as a knife "if she does what I ask her to do, then she will become that instead of being damned to hell or tortured," he spears her with a stern look.

My spine snaps straight, making me freeze up. "Wait! What? Tortured? You do that?" it comes out like a whisper.

"Honey," his voice has relaxed a little now like he is trying not to scare me to death, "what do you think happens where I live? I have demons that do it for me, but some souls are required to be punished. They did things in this life that carved their eternal life with me, that also sets their path of how they get treated while they are living in my kingdom."

"Will I be able to hear them screaming or wailing?" trying to wrap my head around how in the world I would be able to sleep, or would it be where there would have to be naps when none is going on.

"No," I feel his warm chest moving while he is quietly chuckling to himself, "The castle is soundproof where the torture room can not be heard while inside. Outside is a different experience, though."

"Is it like they say in the good book where your place is fire and brimstone?" she says before she thinks again.

I feel him wince behind me when she says that name. "Most of it, yes, my castle is not in the middle of all the fire but on the edge. Please do not say that dreadful name in my presence either," he huffs as the end.

"Oh, sorry. It just popped out before I realized my mouth said it" her hand is over her mouth as she mutters the apology.

"Hey, hot stuff," a beautiful woman clubber has walked up behind Lance putting her hands on his shoulders. "I could not help but notice you earlier. Can I have a dance-like this young lady had earlier with you?" her hands slowly start to slide down his chest.

He removes her hands then turns around to her. "No, thank you. I am not interested."

She does not take the hint while slowly dragging her fingernail up his arm. His eyes go solid black as he glares at her.

"Come on, baby, I can give you a dance like you have never had before" her smile is seductive as her hips wiggle a little, trying to entice him.

"Aliyah," he turns to me as he takes in a deep breath, "do you mind if I do something real quick?"

I nod at him while glaring at this pushy woman who will not take no for an answer. "No, go ahead. It is fine," saying with a smirk.

He gets up, walking away, holding the girl tightly by the arm. She does not struggle; she must think she won the battle getting her way. Swaying her hips, she lays all over him as they walk away. I shake my head but laugh a little.

"I wonder what is going to happen there?" she watches as they quickly walk away.

"I do not know, but I hate it for her," tapping my chin after a few seconds. "Hey, you want to follow them to see how badly he scares her?"

"To see how he works?" her eyes light up "hell yeah, girl, we will stay at a distance, but this I have to see."

We get up but follow at a distance, hoping he can not see us. They disappear into a black hallway where we slowly creep down it, sticking to the shadows. I can not wait to see what he does to this chick that would not listen to him. He showed no interest in her but was not being friendly toward her either. They walk down the dark hallway around a corner; I hear a door open while she lets out a slight squeal as he pushes her into the room. The door does not close all the way, so we quietly creep up to the door to watch through the tiny crack that was left.

"You do not have to lock the door, hot stuff. I am not running away from you. I like you a lot; this body can probably give you what that other one could not," she says as she reaches for his jeans.

He grabs her hand hard, slinging it away again. "I said, do not touch me!" his voice is raised, sounding ice-cold.

"So you like it when girls are rough with you," she tries again. "I think I can handle that because I love it rough."

She moves towards him, quickly crashing her lips down on his. My hand flies to my mouth to cover my gasp. Usually, men would be all over this chick, stripping her clothes off, but since he met me, it seems he does not want another female touching him or a man touching me. It makes my blood boil to think of another woman's hands-on him or even a man's hands on me. He told me this as we sat talking at the table earlier.

"Get off!" he shoves her hard "I do not want you touching me ever again, you got that?" his words are dripping cold like a mountain river that is frozen over.

"Oh, temper, temper," as she shoves herself against him, "I want to cool that off for you," rubbing herself against him.

That must have pushed him over the edge because he picks her up by the neck, slamming her into the wall hard. She screams out in pain, but I can barely hear it. His eyes are swirling with fire right now, while it looks like he has a hard time holding his powers back. He must be wanting to send her to hell so bad so they can teach her a lesson in this shit about learning how to listen when someone tells you not to do something.

"Please, let me go!" she whimpers. "I am so sorry; I did not...."

He cuts her off very quickly. "When a man says he is NOT interested, take the hint. You had better be glad that I do not kill you myself right now for this," making sure his voice rings through her head hard.

"What, no! I just wanted some fun with you. Your build is what I look for in a man, so I thought you had what I wanted" she is gasping for air a little.

"What is it you want then?" feeling a mighty aura coming off him from the room.

"A big man who is taking advantage of me while I writhe in pleasure under him. I do not go after small guys; my men have to have the package to go with the body" as she points down to his manhood that even though it is not standing at attention, you can tell he is well blessed.

"That is something you will never find out about me then. I have the woman I want while you are certainly not it," he growls at her in a deadly voice. He drops her, making her cough for air as she hits the ground.

Tonya whispers in my ear, "You know she is right about his size, though. Does he look, um, enormous in those tight jeans?"

I blush hard thinking about it, but then the bitch speaks again, "Your a stupid mother fucker, then if you think that whore will ever satisfy you. I am a whole lot better in the sack than she could ever be for you."

He bends down in front of her tilting her chin to look her in the eyes with a death stare. "What makes you say that? Have you seen her fuck someone?" his ice-cold tone is back in full force.

"No," she admits, "she just seems fragile along with not the type to satisfy your appetite."

His chuckle is a light rumble that even I feel from where I am at. "Sorry, I do not do whores. You don't know where that stinky pussy of yours has been or who has gotten off in it."

I slam my hand to my mouth to keep my giggle in, but she continues her insults, "That must be your girlfriend you talking about because mine does not stink. I wash it every day plus other times even after I fuck someone."

"Did she just say that?" she whispers in my ear. I nod my head with a feeling of wanting to barge into the room. Before I can, though, his power hits us hard, making us land on our asses. Both of us scramble back up, trying to see what he is doing. She must have crossed the line saying that. I know he does not like anyone insulting or trying to hurt me. We watch as his hand plunges into her chest, making her scream out. That same ball of light is pulled out of her chest then that black and a red portal appears again. He lets the light go then waves his hands over her dead body while chanting something that I can not understand. Her body disappears to where he stands up.

"Stupid bitch!" he mutters. "She will regret that here soon enough."

As he walks towards the door, we get up, trying to move away back to our table. As we are turning around, a pair of arms wrap around my waist, where I scream at the top of my lungs. Tonya is hitting the guy that looks annoyed that she is even touching him, plus her hits are not doing anything to him. Lance wrenches the door open to see Maddix holding me tightly.

"Maddix, drop her now" he makes eye contact with me rolling his eyes.

"Sorry, boss," as he slowly sets me down on the ground, "These two were eavesdropping on your conversation. I did not realize that she was with you."

"Who the hell are you, and how dare you grab my friend like that" as she tries to punch his arm hard.

"My name is Maddix," he blocks her attempt. "I work for Lance but also his second in command over everything. He is the boss where I am the next boss under him."

"Please, let me go!" trying to get free of his grasp. He does where I run into Lance's arms, shaking uncontrollably.

"It's fine, baby," he hugs me tightly "he did not know who you were yet because I have not formally said anything to my guys about you."

"Yeah, I was wondering why you were sneaking out of the castle for the last two days, now I know why," looking dead at me.

"I have work to do all the time Maddix, I do not sneak out of my house," he growls at him.

"You finished that a long time ago," crossing his arms over his broad chest, "now I see what you were after, a new person to add to your collection" as he smirks at me.

I look up at Lance to see his eyes swirling with fire and power; I can feel it coming off him in waves. He takes a deep breath calming it down quickly.

"No, not in that manner" his body heat feels so good against my hands and face right now as he spins me around, then nods. "Aliyah, please meet Maddix; he is one of the many demons I have working for me. Maddix, this is my girlfriend Aliyah."

Maddix jerks back, looking at him with wide eyes. He knows Lance likes to play with humans but not actually to enjoy them like this.

"Your WHAT?" he drops his arms while looking at me like I have two heads or something. Lance looks at him with a stern expression making him drop his head. He knows that this can not be discussed out in public. He sighs, picking his head back up looking at him. "Sorry, boss, I guess I will see you when you get home tonight then?"

"Yeah, I will be there soon," as he pulls me back against his chest again.

We all start walking down the hallway as Tonya looks at Lance. "Are all the guys that work for you like hot with all those tattoos?"

Both guys stop dead in their tracks; looking at her, they laugh hard and heavy while shaking their heads.

"Most of the men that work for me are, I guess. The tattoos show what rank they are or what their jobs that they are assigned to do" he can not stop laughing as he talks.

"I may need to make a deal myself," she smirks.

My mouth drops open, glaring at her. "You have a husband and kids. You're happy with your life," pointing my finger in her chest.

She throws her hands up, then laughs, "I was kidding. Please, do not take it personally."

"Don't ask for what you don't want either," Lance threatens her.

She suddenly remembers who is with us as she goes white as a sheet. "Oh crap! I did not think about that."

They both chuckle as we walk back to the table to sit down. We spend the next few hours talking, drinking, and getting to know each other. At the end of the night, he takes me home, making sure I get in the house good before he leaves. Tonya had her car that she drove home where he drove me home in mine. As I shut the door, I see him observing me, then go to the window to wave bye to him, but he has disappeared. I wonder where he went this time?

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