730 days Kharon will be touching her, looking at her, kissing her… He will belong to her. Damn the soul!
‘I agree.’ Victoria tried to smile.
‘Let’s sum up. I let Kharon go here, make him free from his responsibilities in Hell for two years. In two years, I will take your soul and reserve the right to live on. You will continue living. Right? Is that what you agree with?’
‘Yes.’
Lucifer smiled and came up to the girl so close. Their eyes were staring into each other, the silence stole into the room. The man took off the ring which was getting bigger until it became a size of a standard cup bottom.
Vic was watching the odd attribute, getting nothing what was going on.
‘May I?’ Lucifer, scarcely touching her shoulder, put off the strap of her tank top.
‘What’s going on?’ Vic was nervous, covering her shoulder with her hand.
‘Sunshine, you have concluded the deal. I have to get the confirmation.’ He pulled her to himself, firmly holding her waist.
‘Get lain with me?’ she asked terrifyingly, slightly kicking him off.
‘No, my Me! Does it really look that I’m speaking about sex?’ he pressed her stronger and looked her shoulder blade.
He put his ring to the naked blade and Victoria felt the strongest agony like if red-hot metal was blowing out. It burnt through her skin, making her crazy.
Victoria struggled against him, trying to disarm the pain but Lucifer held her tightly.
‘No, Vic, you must get through it… Stand for it. I know it hurts but the seal has to appear on your body as a mark of guarantee that you owe me and our next meeting not far off…’
‘I can’t take it anymore!’ Vic was screaming, tying herself into knots. ‘It hurts so much! Please, I’m begging you, stop it!’
‘Doesn’t it hurt when you love someone?’ Lucifer asked, let the perished girl out of his severe embraces. ‘It’s done.’
Vic got on her knees, wiping away her painful tears. The man hunkered down near her and put on his ring on his finger.
‘Victoria… Nice to meet you. I hope it was nice for you, too. It’s the 3rd of September 2013. I am going to take you soul on the 3rd of September 2015, then the seal will be gone.’
‘How will you take it?’ the girl asked shyly, touching her shoulder.
‘You will see! Hope to see you soon, Victoria. It’s pleasure of mine to have a deal with you.’
Lucifer smiled and disappeared. Vic took a sigh and felt so tired as if someone wasted her. She barely had strength to come up to the bed to fall and got asleep.
3
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September 2013 (Tuesday)
Victoria woke up at the afternoon. Despite that several hours ago she seemed never to have strength, she felt she was new. She was fresh.
‘Good morning, Braveheart!’ she heard the voice which she had sold her soul to the Devil for.
‘Kharon…’ she whispered, having sat on the bed.
It was the same man whom she felt unexplainable hankering and desire…Love. He was sitting in her room near her bed.
‘I am surprised. Pleasantly surprised. And, certainly, your trick flattered me. I can’t believe it, you got Lucifer himself and made him pimp. Victoria, I am struck with your recklessness…’ he was blowing up her for some reason like if she was a little girl.
‘I just wanted to be with you…I wanted to extend a night as long as it was possible…’ She said quietly.
‘You did not even have that night how can you know if it’s worth of what you have done?’
‘I’m sure it is… Please, Kharon, let enjoy you within these two years. Besides, what have I done? I just gave my soul, not my life… But if there’d been some more talks with your Lord, I would have agreed to give my life.’
Kharon came up to the mirror on the case. He touched his hair, looking at his face unnoticeably.
‘It was a bad idea to your soul… But I am not the one who should make you change your mind, and it is too late. Right?’ Kharon looked sideway at the girl.
‘What do you mean?’
The man came up to the girl and with a brief movement of the hand he pulled off the strap of her tank top.
‘Yes, it is too late…’ The demon smiled.
‘What’s there?’ Victoria jumped out of the bed and ran to the mirror.
There was a circle on her shoulder blade, some mysterious signs were inside of it. Vic touched the tattoo and shivered with pain instinctively but there was no pain. No discomfort. It was like there had been no any burn, and Lucifer, neither. Besides, tattoo was black that was unusual for tattoos, in general.
‘What’s it?’ Vic asked staying near Kharon.
‘Lucifer’s mark.’ He answered as if he was telling a banal theme at a children's matinee.
‘Lucifer’s mark?’ Vic asked mysteriously, touching her skin with her fingers.
‘Mark of the Devil, if you want.’ Kharon smiled.
‘Oh my God,’ the girl whispered stepping back from the mirror, closed her mouth with her hands not let herself to cry. ‘Oh my God… It couldn’t be… I can’t… I can’t have any tattoo. Mother will kill me…’
‘It is not a tattoo. It is a mark.’
‘Oh, well, that changes everything in a whole… “Mum, I’ve got a mark of the Devil, it’s not a tattoo”’ Vic looked at Kharon. ‘How does it sound?’
‘It sounds like you are going to accuse me of what has happened. Bad idea, Vic.’
‘How does the mark work?’ The girl stared back at the mirror reflection.
‘Easy enough. Every day it will be getting brighter and closer to the contractual performance, stronger you will feel it…. When Lucifer takes your soul, it will be gone.’
‘Why didn’t Lucifer tell me about it? He had to enlighten me all the aspects of the deal.’
Kharon laughed. Victoria surprisingly looked at the man with no understanding what it was funny she said.
‘Lucifer had nothing to anyone. It’s first. Secondly, it’s the covenant and you’re speaking about the truth. I am actually surprised that he didn’t make a fool of you to amuse him and he didn’t stamp you out of existence in the first seconds of his coming to you.’
‘Could he?’
‘He could. This is the least thing that he could have done. However, my Lord is very diplomatic and has a sophisticated sense of justice. Well I think it is enough to speak about him. You have two years. How are you going to spend them? Will we be living together?’
‘No.’ Victoria couldn’t help smiling. ‘You’re gonna live separately. At least, the first time. I could stay at your place…’
Kharon was listening to the girl, unnoticeably touching her hand, followed her lips with his eyes, greedy for kisses…
‘…We will go for a walk…’
The demon imperturbably touched her lips and kissed the girl, clasping her in his gentle arms.
‘… Go to the cinema…’ she whispered while the man was kissing her neck down, making the girl already crazy with love mad.
Kharon carefully laid milting in his hands Victoria on the bed, voluptuously smothering her with kisses.
‘No,