Chapter 5 - Asmodeus
Isat here watching her– Blair. When I first entered the café, I was surprised to see someone new besides Thea to greet me.
I have been coming to this bakery for two years now, religiously every other week.
Through all my travels across the world, Thea had some of the best baked treats, as if she sprinkled a little magic in them.
Witches were real of course, so who knows; but if there was magic in her food, I should at least be able to tell. But the real magic was the way my whole being responded to Blair when I saw her. My soul reaching out, Mine.
I was a bit confused with her reaction to me when she first saw me standing there.
It was like she couldn’t believe I was real, which was definitely not a normal reaction when you saw another human.
Unless maybe they were a celebrity, but I was definitely no one of importance.
Just a normal demon glamoured as a human.
Maybe she thought I was ugly? I was told I looked very handsome with my glamour; my skin changing to a peach color and my hair becoming a platinum blonde.
Although, now that I think back on it, she did say I was violet.
Hmm… I wonder. If she were able to see me through the glamour, that would be quite the development.
Is it even possible for humans to see my demon form so easily?
The only people or beings who could see my true form was if I wanted them to, they were other supernatural beings, or if I was back in the demon realm.
I haven’t been to the demon realm in over ten years. Earth has been my home.
The first six years I was on Earth, I traveled all over the world.
I went to Europe, Asia, and South America.
I wanted to experience what the human world had to offer, and it was breathtaking.
At the end of it all, I decided to find a place in the US to settle down since it seemed I was here indefinitely for the foreseeable future.
It was unfortunate, since demons were immortal and there was only one way we could be killed.
But that was vaulted demon secrets that only a select few top-ranking demons were allowed to know, and could not tell a single soul.
I wouldn’t risk my soul being locked in purgatory either if I were them.
I had no importance in the demon realm; instead, I was a fertility demon.
Almost like an incubus but not exactly. Those guys got a bad rap.
When I touched Blair’s hand earlier, I could feel her body’s response to me.
The scent of her pheromones exploded around her; lily of the valley flowers invigorated my nervous system, shocks running through my body.
It was barely there, but I could sense her body reacting to me, wanting me, needing me.
Somehow, I had put her at ease, making it extremely difficult to let go of her hand.
I was able to comfort and provide for her, pride swelling in my chest.
It was cute how she kept glancing over here at me, thinking I wouldn’t notice her checking me out.
Her beautiful violet eyes kept finding mine, curiosity filling her gaze.
She was most definitely affected by me. I could sense it when I saw her body tremble from our brief touch.
I would have to play this out strategically if I wanted to get to know her and get closer to her.
Just thinking about her scent alone was driving me wild and making my cock hard.
Not to mention how she looked when she walked away from me.
I got the perfect view of her thick thighs and big, juicy ass filling out her tight jeans.
The way her hips swayed when she walked begged to be grabbed.
I wasn’t planning on staying longer in the café, since I had a job to do, but I couldn’t stand up with a giant erection in my pants when the café was crowded now.
I took a minute to collect myself, thinking about purgatory did the trick on deflating my hard-on.
I took one last look at her before I decided to go and say goodbye before I left.
It wouldn’t be such a bad thing if somehow I crossed her mind later on tonight after she goes home.
I hoped her mind and dreams were filled with thoughts of me; I know mine would be.
I walked over to the cash register where she was helping another customer.
With a smile she asks me, “was everything okay? Do you need another coffee?”
“No thank you, I had my fill for the morning. Just wanted to thank you for your excellent service, and to let you know that I will see you tomorrow morning,” I smoothly said, giving her a small smile, her cheeks turning pink.
I wonder what the rest of her looks like flushed pink in that delicious color.
I groan internally, I just met her and I am already becoming obsessed.
In a sweet voice she whispers, “I’d like that.” Her cheeks turned a darker pink and the scent of her arousal drifted to my nose. I was going to be here every day to make sure I learned everything I could about this fascinating woman in front of me.
“Great, it’s a date then,” I say, winking at her as I head out of the bakery.
As soon as I leave the bakery, my senses go on high alert.
The air around me felt off, almost like eyes were on me.
Was someone here? Not someone, no, something.
I narrow my eyes, looking around at my surroundings.
I haven’t felt this much displeasure in a while.
I think the last time was in the demon realm.
Possession and protection swirl in my veins, making my thoughts go to unhinged places, demanding we keep Blair safe.
I literally just met the woman! How could my instincts be demanding this much from me already?
I march back into the bakery, stepping behind the counter, and throw her over my shoulder, taking her back home with me. Never letting her leave my sight or side, ensuring I’m always with her.
The next time I was able to talk to her, I was definitely going to ask her for her number. I don’t think I could take this much longer. I needed to stay-level headed and not turn into a demonic caveman.