As I am running while quickly glancing over my shoulder to see if he is pursuing me, I see that the body is gone, but so is he. Where the hell did he go so fast? Did he pick the body up, taking it out of here to where I did not see him? I sigh in relief, but as I turn my head back around, he stands at my car, leaning on the fender smiling at me. I come to a halt then try to run in the other direction. My feet are frozen into a place where I can not move at all. Trying to scream, but nothing comes out, he pushes himself off my car then slowly walks over to me in a carefree manner.

"So," as he looks at me, "Did you mean what you said in the elevator?"

"Who are you?" my voice is normal while not panicked at all, but inside I am.

He ignores my question looking me over. His eyes snap back to mine, they are black as coal, but there is a power that radiates off him that I can not put my finger on.

"You did not answer mine, so I will not answer yours" as he slowly walks around me.

"I do not remember what I said exactly," I whisper, feeling the panic still in full force.

"You said, 'If I had the chance, I would sell my soul to the Devil just to have a break from all this" as he comes back to face me again, "Did you mean it, or was it just you mumbling?"

I look at him in shock, wondering how in the world did he know what I had said in an elevator to myself. I look around for cameras to come out any minute to say that you are on Candid Camera or something. He sees what I am doing then shakes his head while he chuckles softly.

"This is no prank. Did you mean it?" he asks again.

"Oh, that? I mean, if it were true, then I would consider it" still unable to move.

"What if I told you that it could be true" he smirks at me. "I can make a deal with you that will make your life easier along with mine too."

I look at him with skeptical eyes. "What kind of deal?" I finally ask.

"I will give you three days to get everything you need in order here" as he steps closer to me. "All the work, your boss, requires will be handled" he nods towards the ceiling. "After that, you belong to me" his eyes come back to mine, where they have a possessive look in them.

"Why would I give myself to someone who I do not even know?" squaring my shoulders off.

He steps closer as I feel myself back down from him. "One, I can give you a life that most people would kill to have. No pressure, no deadlines, some work, but it would be light" he rakes his eyes over my body slowly. "Two, the rest of the time, you would do what I wanted you to when I want. It could be from a tiny task to a big task, but nothing you could not handle from what I have seen of your workload here."

I am still frozen in place, not moving, but the more I talk to this stranger, the more relaxed my body becomes.

"Where would I live?" looking around at my car. "Would you need me at my place to do this, or would I have to travel to your house? How would this work exactly?"

"You would live in my castle," he waves his hand out towards the town. "It has plenty of rooms that are not being used so that you would work from there."

"Exactly where do you live? I do not know of any castles near here" my eyes have gone wide, thinking of living in a castle.

"Not anywhere near here," his eyes have softened, "it is a little bit of a travel to get there, but it does not take as long as you think it would."

"So after three days, you would just come, get me in your car, then have people move my items to your place?" throwing my hands up in a questionable fashion.

"Yeah, something like that" he looks at my feet then back up at me, "if I let you move, will you promise to stay and talk?"

I nod, looking at my feet. "Yes, I promise."

He snaps his fingers where my feet are released of whatever force was holding me there. I walk over to put my purse in the car.

"I thought you said you would stay if I let you go," he growls.

"I am just putting my purse in the car; I also did not know if you wanted to sit in the car to talk or just stand out here?" opening the driver's door.

"No," his simple tone is back, "I prefer outside. Unfortunately, I do not get to be outside as much as I would like to, so when I get the chance, I always try to enjoy it."

I look at him with a shocked look on my face. He smiles as he inhales the damp air that surrounds us.

"Have you chained to your house or something?" looking at him with sadness in my eyes. "Is it that someone does not let you out but like once a day or something?"

"In a manner of speaking, yes," as his eyes look out towards the city from the tiny slit that is in the garage between decks, "You could say that I am tied down to my house."

"That must be horrible," shutting my door. "Only allowed to go out for short periods."

He shrugs. "After a while, you get used to it in a way."

"What was that back there that you did?" I nod towards where we were earlier. "You put your hand in his chest then pulled out a light."

"That was his soul. I sent it to hell where it belongs" the scowl is back on his face.

"Um," my body tenses, "what are you, the grim reaper or something?"

He chuckles again while shaking his dark hair that flops back and forth. "I am not the grim reaper, but I am the something."

"So really," inching up next to him, "who are you?"

"My name is Lance," he extends his arm out "you are Aliyah, correct?"

"How do you know my name?" slowly backing away from him.

"It is part of my job" he drops his hand. "When I am going to make a deal with someone, I have to know everything I can about them."

"I never said thank you for saving me from those guys," dropping my head while blushing.

"Your welcome" he puts his finger under my chin, slowly raising it. "I could not imagine letting them do the vial things that they were thinking of doing with you. No one should have to go through something like that."

"So, you a mind reader also?" as my eyes meet his dark pupils that I could get lost in.

"Yeah, I am. That is why I am here to offer you this deal" he slowly runs his finger along my jawline.

"What if I refused or did not agree?" trying not to shiver at his soft touch.

"Then you will go back to a very overpowering boss that pays you very little money for what you do. He takes all the credit for himself but works your fingers to the bone," going down my neck with his finger.

Sighing, I look around while trying to think. Taking his hand off my neck then leaning against the fender of my car, weighing my options.

"If we are going to do this, I need an answer. I have to get back home; my time has had already expired way past the time I am supposed to. I was busy before your wish called me here, so my time doesn't have long left at all" he leans on the fender next to me.

"Will you please tell me who you are?" looking at the ground, trying to think.

"Only if we have a deal" he moves in front of me. Sticking his hand out, I look at it with a wary eye. He smiles where it's like it melts my fear away for some reason. I slowly stick my hand out to shake his.

"I am so glad you agreed to this" his smile is one to almost die for. "We will have so much fun; I know I will."

My hand starts to tingle then burn badly. I try to pull away, but he looks me in the eyes while his grip will not let go.

"Please!" I yelp. "Let go; that is hurting bad."

"In a minute," his eyes have not left mine, "Almost done, there."

I yank my hand away to see a pentagram burned into my palm. Fiercely rubbing it, the burning sensation finally starts to die down. After a few more minutes, it eases then does not hurt anymore.

"What was that" still looking at my palm.

"It means you belong to me," he kisses it making a cooling sensation zip through my body. "No one can claim you or try to hurt you again."

"Now, are you going to tell me who you are? You said after the deal was made, you would" stepping closer to him.

"I am the Devil, my love. You just gave me your soul" his voice is deep but sexy as hell when he tells me.

"Wait! What? I did not realize that...." I stumble back towards my car, landing on the fender.

"I gave you plenty of opportunities to back out," he cuts me off. "A deal is a deal; you can not back out now."

"But you never told me exactly who you were. You lied to me!" my voice is almost yelling at him.

"Not really" he isn't fazed by my yelling, "If you could not figure it out, then I am sorry that you feel that way."

"I can not believe this," my voice has gone deadly "you tricked me into this."

"NO!" his voice booms out of him across the empty lot. "I told you exactly how everything was going to be. You asked your questions, so I answered them." his voice is also deadly.

"I can not believe that I did this. I thought it was something different, not what it is now," shaking a little.

"You have three days, then you belong to me" his voice is a stern reminder of what's to come. "See you soon, beautiful," smiling again.

There is a massive crack of lighting again while the garage goes very bright. When it fades, he has disappeared as I am standing there alone in the lot.

"What have I done?" my hands fly to my face as I bury my head in them.

I get in the car to drive home after grabbing food at a diner. Getting in the shower, my washcloth tries to scrub off the marking on my hand, but it does not come off no matter how hard I try. I lean up against the cool tiles while tears slip down my face realizing that I have messed up this time. I know my life is not perfect, but how will my new one work out? What will he expect of me? How in the world can I possibly get out of this deal?