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I've been with bad girls before, but this is a whole new level of messed up, even for me.Because she's a demon.>Try as I might, I can't seem to fight the attraction I have for her, even though I know what she truly is. And apparently, she can see right through me and uses my conflicting feelings to tease and torture me with my own lust. Then when I think of getting her under me, I don't know if I want to strangle or kiss her.>Even in a do-or-die situation, she treats the world as her own personal amusement park. Life is her own twisted game, one I am now caught up in. So, how did I go from wanting to destroy her to needing to protect her?>They say lust is one of the seven deadly sins. I should be strong enough to resist her.>Even if I burn in Hell for my desire, at least I know she'll still be there.
If you ever came across a demon, I doubt you would think they were capable of feeling guilt.Neither did I until her. While she gets closer to me every day, every moment we see each other sparking something between us I had hoped not to experience with a human, I must hide from her.>If I wanted to be with her, really with her, I'd have to tell her the truth.Either my guilt eats me alive, or she turns to hate me, and I don't think I can stand the idea of not having her body under mine again.>Guilt is a heavy burden, but what if the truth is heavier? I am Cade, and I am a different being than I was before I came to Earth and met her. A demon hiding in human skin. But existence would have been less painful if I didn't know what I had to lose.
Earthly pleasures hold a certain appeal, even to those from the underworld.Demons come to Earth for fun, but I came here because I knew something was wrong with me. The instinctual craving for violence felt separate from how I see myself, and I hated it.No matter how much I fought the instinct, it was always there, clawing at me from the inside and reminding me of its presence.My demon was demanding to be satiated. I wanted to escape, and when I fell for and bonded with a human, he turned out not to be who I thought he was.Although part of me believes it was I who corrupted him. I couldn't allow myself to feel those things again. But Jacob draws me in, and I ache to touch and care for him with a part of me I long thought I had under control.My demon craves to possess, protect, and dominate.>In running from myself, I created a past I can't escape, and now I've put Jacob in danger. And when my past lover catches up with me, it'll be his life or mine.
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