The Temptress

Sylvia never would have thought that a silly party could turn the world upside down. She could never have imagined that a word spoken in jest would strongly bind me to him. To the damned demon who came to this world to grant a couple of my wishes. But with each passing day, I realize more clearly: it’s he who sets the rules. It’s he who makes me play by them. And it’s he who has acclimated me to the thought that I’m not against it at all. The Mortals are confident that they will always find a loophole in the contract and come out unscathed. And who am I to disappoint them? Little Sylvia summoned me to this world and now belongs to me. The only question is how long she will last and how much fun I will have. And I hope she doesn’t mind having a good time because I won’t leave her any choice. She is doomed.