‘I’m still listening to you,’ for a second the incubus pulled back from Victoria’s lips.

She needed that fleeting second to grasp the air into her lungs and come back to the ocean of the passion to give herself fully to it.

‘Will you say it, or shall I say?’ Kharon whispered his question, more and gently and tighter slapping her waist.

She had already forgot about the waitress, her words and horrible coincidence. She had forgotten about her jealousy as Kharon belonged only to her at that moment. She felt and accept it with pleasure.

‘I see, dear,’ his hot lips fell down over her neck a little below the earlap. ‘I’ll tell… myself.’

Victoria threw back head and fell into illusive pleasure. Kharon’s arms were still embracing her quaggy body playing like a conductor of human contumelious thoughts.

‘You’re selfish,’ the man whispered with a smile on his lips. ‘Selfishness. This word is on the top of your tongue. I’m your property, aren’t I? That’s how you treat me… Like a property.’

‘No, no.’

‘Ohm, I hear other things,’ the demon stopped his mind-blowing kisses. ‘You’ve even forgotten about people’s presence and that they’re looking at us.’

Victoria opened her eyes. The demon was right, the Friday party people were still in the pub, drinking without being ashamed they looked at the incubus passion. The girl adjusted her jacket, hair and turned away from obstinate eyes.

‘Not property.’ She concluded.

‘I’ve already heard everything I need. I’m supposed to belong only to you as you love me. That’s an interesting logic. Do you want me to share my point of view?’

Vic silently nodded, hiding under her hair the red colour of shame on her cheeks. She still felt awkwardly because she had been out of line having let the demon almost make love with her in the middle of the pub.

‘I’ve been with people on earth for two months already. I don’t sit at home and wait for you to come back like your dog. I’m working on my understanding of human life psychology. I’ve read more than dozens of male and female thoughts and drawn the conclusion that many women make equal of their lovers and their properties. You do the same. In this case for some reason people deprive each other of soul, implementing the value of materialism. This is not the question of trust. You can trust but “it’s mine” isn’t gonna gone. You are selfish. You wanna be the only woman in the world who I’m allowed to touch and look at.’

‘I can’t control this feeling. You’re probably right. I really wanna be the only one in your life. But my mind understands that it’s impossible. It remembers what I had to sacrifice to be with you now. But my heart, Kharon, like a heart of any person is organized more difficult than you used to believe – four chambers of flesh. My heart will never agree with my mind. They have absolutely different ways of thinking, so different that my mind will never arrive at the conclusion which my heart does. Communicating so close to people…to me you have to take this fact into account. Because when you eavesdrop my inner fight and dialogs you have to be ready to listen to my heart testimony not to my mind. What place does jealousy take in hell?’

The man looked at the girl in bewilderment.

‘Jealousy? In hell? I wouldn’t say we’re too jealousy. We have no problems with jealousy. Our population is perfectly aware of whose property is it and nobody applies for it. It’s useless. Everything that a demon has, remains with him if he wants it to have. When he has no need of it then he gets rid of it. Others don’t usually pick up the things of naught. It’s beneath their dignity.’

‘So, you don’t really have any idea what an adultery can mean, do you?’

‘Oh, dear, you’re so funny!’ Kharon smiled. ‘Victoria, you can’t make me be jealous, you can’t change me. I don’t know what it is.’

‘Well that’s unfortunate. But I’ll try to prove that human feelings are unique and if you started feeling your life would never be the same.’

Kharon silently looked at her olive eyes, returning to life fire in them, the flame of which hoped to set a fire of universe size. Those eyes were full of selflessness and love and at the same time there was no limits for their selfishness.

Her wavy red hair, accurate cut in line with the lower line of her shoulder blade, seemed to be changing its colour. It was getting full of inauspicious colour letting it through itself, being covered with unbelievable shine, glow luminescence. Thoroughly spread flecks of sunlight made her face seem to be more exquisite and elegant, bitchy and made the demon have fun.

Yes, hell, you couldn’t say kind about the girl’s face. Before nice red hair, that had provoked Lucifer to produce two drops of sentimentalism, was like an indicator of danger at that time, like bright spots of steppe spider. Now Kharon saw clearly that her mind wasn’t aware as usual, but her heart seemed to have guessed the presence of impure, massive power inside her body, the potentials of which hadn’t been discovered and recognized by anyone yet.

‘You’re very beautiful…’ the demon was serious.

He didn’t want to charm Victoria. He well knew that she was already charmed by him. He just wanted to say it to her. He wanted to hear his opinion changed. In the very beginning of the summer she had seemed to him to be a nice-looking little fool.

‘Me?’ Vic grinned.

Her cheeks glowed like fire, her eyes twinkling. She wanted so much to hide under some shell and keep on speaking out of there.

‘It’s amazing really,’ the man whispered touching her cheek covered with red. ‘I’ve seen your body with no single thread of these stupid clothes. I’ve been inside you in every way. I’ve kissed you all, every inch of your body… And you’re still blushing.’

After said Vic got more blushed feeling her memories crawl into her mind.

‘But you’ve never told me that I’m beautiful…’

‘Ah, that’s the point.’ The demon smiled. ‘I’ll fix that.’

Victoria was startled and handed into her bag. Her phone was ringing off the hook. The girl didn’t need to look at the display. She just knew who was calling.

‘Yes, mum.’ She answered with a smile.

‘I’m at the hospital. Grandma had a blood-stroke.’

12

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November 2013 (Tuesday)

It was morning. The alarm clock went off. Victoria needed to get ready for work. She was lying in bed with arms round each other, be happy with every inhale. She didn’t want completely to get out of the warm bed, she didn’t want his arms to let her go.

‘Leaving so soon?’ the demon asked half asleep, squeezing Vic in his arms, pressing her to himself.

‘I have to.’

‘Why? I’ve got everything you need. Quit this job.’

Victoria smiled. Kharon made an attractive offer she could hardly refuse.

‘I love my job. Plus, in some time you’re gonna leave me and I have nothing: neither job nor money. It’s no good look. But I really don’t wanna leave your gentle arms… I’d take them along.’

‘No problem!’

Kharon pulled off the blanket, jumped out of the bed and came up to the girl very close. There was a mad smile shining on his face, cutting through the quiet whisper.

‘See you in the evening, love!’

There was silence then. There were many black and grey halls and corridors. She had blind spot about what was happening. There was fear again but not so powerful as Vic thought that she knew what happening. Certainly, she didn’t like to be between two worlds but what could she do?

‘Kharon!’ she called.

Sound of her voice surprised her more than the situation did in whole. She felt like her mouth was full of soap bubbles and the sound was in the line with it. Certainly, the demon couldn’t hear her.

The darkness was coming closer, the girl was perturbed intently gurgled the demon’s name.

No surprised that Kharon couldn’t hear her. He was smiling at Gregory sitting in his office. He was very intimate with Abrael who had shared his knowledge how to seduce men. It was very easy. Being in Victoria’s body Kharon had doubts for a second. Were the responsibilities separated correctly between demons of lust? Kharon didn’t see any difficulties in flirting and playing with men to seduce them that made him sum up that succubi had been very lucky. Incubi had to do their best to seduce a woman. But what could Kharon know about injustice? Nothing. Lucifer couldn’t be unjust if he had ordered like that then it had to be like that.