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"You could never be selfish, Chelsea. It's just not possible for you," Asmodeus told her.

"Why do I not believe you?" Chelsea mumbled.

Asmodeus pushed her arms aside and moved closer to her. He brushed her hair behind her ear.

"I've met selfish people. I've met people so horrible they've had to be put to death. My nephew was both. You're not selfish. You could never be selfish, you're too beautiful."

She looked up at him. "You know," she whispered, "I think I'm in love with you."

Asmodeus smiled. "Now, is that because of my flattery or my brilliant charm?"

"Your wonderful charm and your seductive kisses," she whispered against his lips.

"I have to say I disagree with you completely," he laughed.

"Let's see, shall we?" she said.

She reached up and kissed him again. He pressed her against the rock behind her and trailed kisses along her jaw and down her throat. He continued laying kisses across her chest. Chelsea was breathing heavily and felt as if she was going to pass out from the euphoria and lack of oxygen.

When Asmodeus reached the hollow of her breasts, she took his face in her hands and brought his lips back to hers. He tightened his grip on her hips and pressed against her even more. She didn't care that the rock was rubbing against her skin, all she cared about was the state of ecstasy she was in.

A pulse thrummed through Chelsea, making Asmodeus's every touch electrifying. All too soon, he pulled away from her but didn't relieve the pressure on her body, for which she was thankful.

"We should get back," he whispered.

"Probably," said Chelsea, almost completely breathless.


"Or what?"

"I could take you into the forest Azrael won't want you going in."

Chelsea grinned. "Off we go then."

Asmodeus pulled Chelsea past the rubble and towards the forest. The tall trees towered above them. Something like fear washed over Chelsea. She stopped in her tracks.

"Why won't Azrael want me going in the forest?" she asked.

Asmodeus smiled and pulled her towards him. "He's afraid you won't want to go back to Earth."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see."

They entered the forest. In the shade, it was cool. Animals scuttled through the undergrowth around them and swung through the branches above. Chelsea was mesmerised by all the sounds. A trio of lion cubs bounded in front of them, completely unafraid, followed by their mother.

"Lions?" asked Chelsea.

"The forests here hold every single animal that's ever lived. That was the plan anyway."


They wandered for a while, occasionally coming across animals. The sounds were endless, they just never stopped.

"Did your mother really mean what she said? About you never going back," Asmodeus said.

Chelsea sighed. "I don't know. I hope not."

"What if she did?"

"Do we have to talk about it?"

"Of course not."

"You can just get it all from my head anyway," Chelsea said, slightly irritated.

"Yes, but I promised I wouldn't and unlike others of my kind, I stick to my promises."

"Thank you."

They walked for a bit longer. Chelsea sat down on a log and Asmodeus sat beside her.

"Who's that Clarissa girl?" Chelsea asked absent-mindedly.

"I think she's the housekeeper. Mary's the head housemaid, I think."


"They're part of the staff."


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