{Satan}

Ava the woman who stole my daughter from her crib gave birth to another child for me and I gave her the second death that I sentenced her to.

Little does my daughter know that I've been watching her for a long time now. I was told to wait until she was a certain age to send my agents to watch her. Her mate whose name is now Walter is currently staying at her house as her live-in caretaker. I also was able to contact a human agent named Megan who surprisingly used to date my daughter in high school.

Human agents are people who make contracts with crossroads demons. What humans don't know is when they make a contract they're stuck serving that demon for the rest of their life. Megan just happened to make a contract with a crossroads demon in order to make the love of her life that just so happened to be Victoria fall in love with her.

It's a shame though considering Victoria's love for Megan isn't as real as Megan's love for her. Humans tend to be a little bit crazy sometimes it almost makes me wonder if they're actually all demons in disguise. They're petty creatures that will do anything just to get ahead.

When I found out that Megan failed to hold up her end of the bargain I was going to tell that demon to just drag her back to hell but in seeing that this bargain involved my daughter I made an exception. However, when I figure out a way to take Victoria and Walter home then I'll drag Megan to hell with them.

"Honey, come back to bed," my wife Cathy said. "You already got revenge on that woman who stole our daughter from us and she gave us a new child. Didn't you say that you were able to locate where our daughter is now?"

I sighed, "Yeah I did. I just want her to come home already!"

"What's stopping you from bringing her back?" Cathy asked.

"A handful of things and on the next new moon I'll need to start collecting things," I said. "And on top of that I need to wait until she's a certain age and it has to be on her birthday. Not her human birthday, her real birthday the day you gave birth to her twenty-seven years ago!"

"And what age do you have to wait for?" Cathy said.

"I have to wait until she turns twenty-eight which means she'll turn twenty-eight on the last full moon of this year. Walter's already past that age but I want to wait until Victoria and Walter are together in order to do the ritual that I need to in order to bring them back," I explained.

Cathy nodded. "I see. So basically it's just a waiting game for the moment?"

I nodded and sighed, "Yeah unfortunately that's the case."

I didn't say anything else on the matter because nothing else needed to be said.

***

{Victoria}

The day finally came around for me to meet up with Parker and I was also told that my ex-girlfriend Megan would be there. I wasn't sure how I felt about this but what I did know was that it was going to be an awkward meeting after not seeing Megan after all this time.

However, the meeting place required me to dress in formal wear which meant that I would once again be having to wear a dress. I don't like wearing dresses and ever since I left home I swore to never wear a dress again. But if things turn it the way Walter's thinking they could turn out then I'll have to start getting used to wearing a dress again and learning proper etiquette at a dinner table and everything else dealing with high society life.

Walter did say one step at a time and I have to keep reminding myself of this. The first step would be entering this contest and seeing if anything comes of it. If nothing comes of it then there's nothing to worry about.

I made sure to take my sketchbook with me and I wound up buying a black dress with a skirt going just below the knees and I had to make sure the dress would fit over my big boobs. I knew that if I wanted to make a good impression then I wouldn't be able to wear baggy clothing with this meet and greet. So I made sure to wear form fitting clothing and it just reminded me of how much I hate wearing dresses. My hair is naturally curly so I just washed it and left it down in a headband and the curls made the style. I don't wear makeup or contacts for that matter so I made sure to pick out some glasses that didn't make me look like a dork.

Walter looked like a gentleman dressed up in a brown suit with a white shirt underneath the suit jacket and a black tie to go with it. I swear when I saw him walk down the stairs dressed up like he was my breath hitched in my throat a little.

"Ready to go?" Walter said.

I nodded. "Yeah."

It didn't take long for us to get to the restaurant and we found our table. Megan and the guy sitting next to her whom I'm going to assume is Parker were already there.

Megan's face lit up like a Christmas tree when she saw me and she got up from the table and walked over to me and gave me a hug. "Vic! It's so nice to see you again after all this time! I've missed you so much!"

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I hugged her back, not knowing what to do. "Uh, hi?"

Megan snorted. "Silly me, where are my manners? Come on sit down with Parker and I and-"

"That's enough Megan. I think I can introduce myself just fine," the man sitting next to Megan said.

When we approached the table he took out my chair and acted like a perfect gentleman. I looked over surprised to see Walter frowning at him as he rolled his eyes. I raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

He shook his head. "Nothing's wrong. It's fine."

I nodded. "Okay then."

"Alright," the man sitting next to Megan said, "My name is Parker William. I heard you have some wonderful drawings and want to know what it's like being famous with mental health issues?"

"Yes, although I'm not sure if anything will come of this at all," I said.

Parker nodded. "I totally understand. That's how I started out. I entered into a singing contest and won and got into contact with a local band and one thing led to another and the rest is history."

Before we could continue the conversation the waiter came and took our orders. I ordered one of the cheapest things there and I didn't order wine because I can't drink so I just ordered a soda to go along with my meal.

Parker raised an eyebrow. "You can't drink wine?"

I shook my head. "It's not that I can't drink it, I'm just not taking any chances because of the medicine that I take."

"Let me guess, you're taking antipsychotics aren't you?" Parker asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. How'd you figure that out?"

"I have that same issue which is why I didn't order a drink with my meal as well," Parker said. When we finished eating he said, "Did you bring your artwork with you today?"

"Yes I did," I responded. I grabbed my sketchbook out of my bag and showed a couple of pictures to Parker.

He whistled, "Not bad, I think you'll do just fine in this contest."

Megan frowned. "What's the soccer ball picture about?"

I sighed, "It's a long story."

"I see. Either way, I agree with Parker. I think you'll do just fine in this contest, can I have your number? Because I would like to get some updates on how well the contest went," Megan said. She handed me her phone and I put my number in it.

I was going to say something about thinking that she had ulterior motives for asking for my phone number but I kept my mouth shut. I brought out my phone and we finished exchanging numbers.

After everything was said and done we went our separate ways.

***

{Megan}

When Parker and I left the restaurant Parker gave me a look and I rolled my eyes. "Don't give me that look."

"Give you what look? Because His Majesty isn't happy with you. Do you remember what our contract was?" Parker asked.

I sighed, "You would put the love spell on Vic and I would bring you the minimum of five souls for you to feed on in Hell."

"And how many souls did you manage to bring to me?" Parker asked.

I groaned, "Zero. Look I'm sorry about that, I just-"

"Let me guess, you couldn't stomach the thought of killing people or getting someone killed for that reason," Parker said, cutting me off. "Here's the thing my little human, if you're going to make a deal with a demon you'd better be prepared to harm someone. If you can't do that then don't make deals."

I took a deep breath and let it out, "Okay I get it and you're absolutely right. I want Victoria to have a good quality of life this time. I want her to fall in love and I want her to fall in love with her mate and that is Walter. I knew he was her mate from the moment those two walked in the room. Honestly, I hate that she has a mate that's not me. I would ask to renew the contract but I'm not."

Parker tilted his head. "So what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that I'm going to try everything in my power to get Walter and Victoria together," I paused. "Maybe I should make a different contract?"

"Seriously? You do realize if you don't hold up your end of the bargain then your punishment will be twice as bad after you die, right?" Parker said.

I sighed, "I know, I know but if I did make another contract with you what exactly would you want in return for whatever thing I ask for?"

"Well if you decide you want to do another contract, I would take ten more souls plus the five souls that you have failed to give me from the last contract," Parker answered. "Listen, His Majesty has let your fuck up slide because this is his daughter we're talking about. Honestly, it doesn't matter how much dark magic that you put on Victoria, her feelings for you will never be real. The only time the love spell really works and the feelings become true is when deep down inside that person actually did like you and then it becomes a happy ever after scenario."

I opened my mouth and shut it. I knew for a fact that Victoria will never have any real feelings for me whatsoever. That's because I felt the spell break the moment we broke up. It was a devastating blow but it happened. I also knew that if I put Victoria under the love spell again it wouldn't last especially with her mate nearby.

I groaned. "This sucks!"

Parker chuckled, "You can say that again! Although since you're not into killing someone, I'll amend the first contract and get something else."

"Amend the first contract? Isn't it a bit too late for that?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Not really, as long as the person that's made the contract isn't dead or the demon making the contract hasn't left their post. The demon making the contract and only the demon making the contract can amend it any time they want."

I gave him a skeptical look. "So exactly what would you want from me now?"

"Sex," Parker said. "You will be my sex slave for the rest of your life and the moment you refuse to give me sex (unless there's some sort of medical condition that prevents it) that will be the moment that you forfeit your life right then and there."

I gulped and then thought about it. "Okay then, you got yourself an amended deal. Even though I don't like the idea of having sex with a man, I think I can stomach that a lot better than killing someone."

"Alright then, since we're already home, we can get started. And a friendly reminder Victoria isn't yours and she'll never be yours. Got it?" Parker said.

I nodded.

"Good," Parker took my hand and led me upstairs to his bedroom and I started to hold up my end of the contract. After the first round of the night Parker made sure to let me know that I would be sleeping in his bed with him from now on.