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told her she may have her life forever, I never told her where she’d have it. I am going to enjoy bringing her to my bed and showing her what I have in store for her. Perhaps you would like a part of her when she arrives. But the girl child…female I have plans for. She will be mine.”
“And Damon has approved this?” He hadn’t, but then he didn’t know about it, so it mattered not a whit to him what Damon approved. “You do know that when he finds out what you’ve done, he will be angry. I don’t think I want to be around you when he finds out. You know what he does daily to that minion, Markum? Lord Damon is not a very tolerant demon when he is pissed.”
“I’m not concerned with him finding out.” He was, but he wasn’t going to let the female out of his room ever, so it wasn’t even worth worrying about. “You should see her, Peter. The female has a body that begs to be fucked and a mouth that could suck a cock dry by just looking at it. I am going to enjoy taking her every moment of the day.”
They talked more of the woman and the child. Jonas was a man who got things done and never got caught. When he was, he just bought his way out of things or lied. He was the greatest liar he knew. And he had no problems blaming someone else for his crimes, either. Not even good friends. That was what his treasures were for, to use as currency. And it was the only reason he collected so many different kinds. Everyone had a price and Jonas prided himself on knowing it and having it. There was always a price for anything he did, and it was a rare time that he didn’t have what the other person wanted. If he didn’t, then he simply killed them. It was as simple as that.
The burn on his hand had him looking for something to hide it with. It was happening again. The last time he’d nearly cut his arm off, the pain had been so bad. It wasn’t at all like the flames in his pit or the one that he used to heat his home, but a cold kind of burning that made his skin crawl with the need to end it.
“What is that?” He looked at Peter when he stood above him. The pain was so intense that he nearly screamed with it. “You’re touched. An angel has touched you. You know those things and their purity can make you catch fire before even a real fire can. Even with just a touch. You said you didn’t see anyone when you went there but the girl. What have you done? You’ll bring them all here now. See that you don’t.”
“Shut the fuck up and sit down. There has been no angels in my life. Never that.” He held out his hand and watched as the burning moved up his arm. “It cannot be an angel. They cannot come here without permission, and even if I did invite one here, Damon would have felt it too and would be here demanding answers, as he always does. I cannot stand the man. He thinks himself so above everyone else.”
“He is above us. Only second to the king. I should tread carefully when speaking of him. It’s said that he can hear a pin drop a thousand miles away.”
Jonas had heard that as well. He didn’t believe it, but he’d heard it.
As the burning stopped, he watched as flakes of his skin, large portions of it, fell off. He held his hand near the fire, something he’d learned the last time it happened, and was surprised that this time it didn’t work. The skin still continued to peel away.
“You should tell someone about that. That is nasty.” Jonas nodded then shook his head. “Don’t ever touch me with that…that thing. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t want it either.”
As soon as he left, which was within seconds after Peter saw his arm, Jonas went to the fire again. This time the skin healed as it had before, but there were still places on it that were white. And that was what concerned him the most. He had heard long ago that when a demon touched an angel things would happen, but he’d never believed it.
He knew that either the woman that had signed the contract was doing
“And Damon has approved this?” He hadn’t, but then he didn’t know about it, so it mattered not a whit to him what Damon approved. “You do know that when he finds out what you’ve done, he will be angry. I don’t think I want to be around you when he finds out. You know what he does daily to that minion, Markum? Lord Damon is not a very tolerant demon when he is pissed.”
“I’m not concerned with him finding out.” He was, but he wasn’t going to let the female out of his room ever, so it wasn’t even worth worrying about. “You should see her, Peter. The female has a body that begs to be fucked and a mouth that could suck a cock dry by just looking at it. I am going to enjoy taking her every moment of the day.”
They talked more of the woman and the child. Jonas was a man who got things done and never got caught. When he was, he just bought his way out of things or lied. He was the greatest liar he knew. And he had no problems blaming someone else for his crimes, either. Not even good friends. That was what his treasures were for, to use as currency. And it was the only reason he collected so many different kinds. Everyone had a price and Jonas prided himself on knowing it and having it. There was always a price for anything he did, and it was a rare time that he didn’t have what the other person wanted. If he didn’t, then he simply killed them. It was as simple as that.
The burn on his hand had him looking for something to hide it with. It was happening again. The last time he’d nearly cut his arm off, the pain had been so bad. It wasn’t at all like the flames in his pit or the one that he used to heat his home, but a cold kind of burning that made his skin crawl with the need to end it.
“What is that?” He looked at Peter when he stood above him. The pain was so intense that he nearly screamed with it. “You’re touched. An angel has touched you. You know those things and their purity can make you catch fire before even a real fire can. Even with just a touch. You said you didn’t see anyone when you went there but the girl. What have you done? You’ll bring them all here now. See that you don’t.”
“Shut the fuck up and sit down. There has been no angels in my life. Never that.” He held out his hand and watched as the burning moved up his arm. “It cannot be an angel. They cannot come here without permission, and even if I did invite one here, Damon would have felt it too and would be here demanding answers, as he always does. I cannot stand the man. He thinks himself so above everyone else.”
“He is above us. Only second to the king. I should tread carefully when speaking of him. It’s said that he can hear a pin drop a thousand miles away.”
Jonas had heard that as well. He didn’t believe it, but he’d heard it.
As the burning stopped, he watched as flakes of his skin, large portions of it, fell off. He held his hand near the fire, something he’d learned the last time it happened, and was surprised that this time it didn’t work. The skin still continued to peel away.
“You should tell someone about that. That is nasty.” Jonas nodded then shook his head. “Don’t ever touch me with that…that thing. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t want it either.”
As soon as he left, which was within seconds after Peter saw his arm, Jonas went to the fire again. This time the skin healed as it had before, but there were still places on it that were white. And that was what concerned him the most. He had heard long ago that when a demon touched an angel things would happen, but he’d never believed it.
He knew that either the woman that had signed the contract was doing
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