‘What I feel for you is stronger than that I felt about Daniel. I want to live with you, live your life, I want you to be always near you, feel your hotness, strong hands, I want to be able to look in your eyes, where another universe is shining… I am lost in my own feelings.’
‘Do people call it love?’
‘No, I call it love. Love can’t be the same for different people.’
‘Yeah?’ Kharon pondered. ‘It’s strange, at least, women, whom I spent their nights, had the same end.’
‘You confuse love and passion.’ Victoria smiled.
‘Oh, dear, I think it’s you who confuse them, that’s why you have Lucifer’s mark on your shoulder.’
‘So that’s what you think…’ Vic looked in his eyes.
‘I’ve just supposed you to confuse them. What if it was thoughtless action?’
‘I have nothing to feel sorry about.’
Kharon went behind her. He watched her back, curvy red hair, T-shirt tight-fitting her waist, scent… That was not the same scent which France gave to the whole world. It was her natural scent which could be smelled by only the incubus, walking behind. There was something about that girl. Lucifer called her Sunshine for some reason. Victoria really radiated light associations. You would want to look at her and smile. That was what Kharon did.
The only one bad thing was that Kharon didn’t compassion. Every woman made a declaration of love for him, after having had sex with him. All of them suffered. The demon got used to his admirers. The only thing about Victoria made him be surprised: she didn’t make love with him, she just foolishly fell in love with him…. He was afraid of thinking about what would happen when the first most impetuous sex happened.
It was about midnight. Victoria was in her room, Kharon was in front of her. They both kept silence. The girl was just gazing at him and couldn’t take her eyes off him. Kharon didn’t know how to act. He was a first-class love maker. None of other incubus could be compared with his skills. But Kharon wasn’t able just to communicate.
‘Have you ever loved?’ Vic asked.
‘What?’ he asked in surprise.
‘Nothing. Nothing.’ Victoria smiled. ‘You know, thanks to this day I’ve spent with you, that kind part of day and the evening, I got that you’re not so scary. I’m not afraid of you anymore.’
‘Victoria…’ Kharon bowed his head. ‘I’m a demonic essence. There are no any definitions of some virtues in me. I’m, of course, never notable for cruelty as some of my compatriots, but not to be afraid of a demon is thoughtlessly. On no account I call you to be afraid, but there’s a due apprehension. I wonder why I’m telling this to you…’
Kharon smiled and sat near the girl. She got nervous immediately, getting her cheeks red, trifled hair tips.
‘I don’t understand your confusion, dear.’ Kharon took her hand. ‘Why is it? What are you feeling now?’
‘Desire…’ Victoria gave a deep sigh.
‘Desire?’ Kharon smiled, touching her shoulder with his lips. ‘Why are you resisting it? Why are you repulsing my endearment?’
‘You can’t make human relationship in such way.’ Victoria ran her hands over his cheek.
‘So, you chose a demon to make a human relationship?’ the man was surprised, undoing his upper button.
Victoria seemed to herself to be about to faint because of indescribable pictures.
‘No…Love did, not me. I’ve been still praying for God’s mercy, but it seems to be senselessly.’
‘I know about your praying, I can hear your consciousness stream. And I hear something else, also. Can’t you hear it? Can’t you hear your own inner voice that’s calling in with your lust? They both want your too much correct consciousness to let them get what you paid for…’
Victoria was saying good-bye to her sense. It was so difficult to stay alone with yourself, when you heard a nice voice of a desirable man, the mind took to flight like a rotten deserter. Only words made the girl be in unspeakable ecstasy. She was about to die of eternal stream of euphoria.
‘…Speak to me, speak…’ the demon undid his third button of his shirt, kissing her fingertips. ‘What are you feeling now? Just a desire?’
Victoria emitted a gently moan and almost waved her hand to reality, when she understood that she wasn’t feeling any touches.
‘You’re a virgin…’ Kharon looked at her with a smile on his lips.
Vic jumped up on the bed and started setting her T-short and hair in a hurry.
‘What do you mean a virgin? I’ve had men…’ she informed being offended.
‘I know. You’re a mental virgin. Love is a sacrament which should be being studied not for a year. I’m thousand years old and I’ve still been studying because it’s very seldom when you can find the same women. Nobody told and showed you anything. You had just sex like milliard others, with participation of a woman and a man both. I’m ready to give you one more participant – love. Sex isn’t a sex when there is a man, a woman and love. It grows into a high love and you’re lucky to get it being awakened.’
Kharon grabbed the shocked girl showered her with voluptuous kisses. Victoria didn’t have time to give a squeak. That’s all, she gave up. Her strength failed her to say him “no”. She didn’t want to say it anymore.
Suddenly Kharon got frozen and stopped breathing for a while. That time was enough for Victoria to get back to reality. She opened her eyes and looked at her seducer in surprise.
‘What’s up?’ she worried, glancing at the confused face in front of her.
‘I have something vibrating in my trousers…’ the man frowned and got up from the bed.
With two fingers he pulled his cell out of his pocket. A quiet chuckle was heard. Kharon shifted his gaze at the girl: having closed her mouth with her hands, she was chuckling.
‘It isn’t vibrating any more… What does it want?’ the demon gave the device to Victoria.
‘It’s a message.’
‘From whom?’
‘Spam. People, automatic systems always suggest you buy something, to get a credit, to win a car… Different nonsense.’
The man looked at the cell and the girl with a serious countenance.
‘What am I supposed to do with it?’
‘You can delete message or forget about it. No answer needs. No share participation needs, neither.’
Vic rose up, went up to the frozen man and started buttoning his shirt.
‘I’ve got another interview tomorrow… I have to sleep a bit. If you’re not busy, we can meet in the evening. What do you think?’
‘Are you turning me out?’ he was truly surprised.
‘No. I’m giving you a hint that I’m tired. The last day and a half events exhausted me a little bit and made me be nervous. I have lost lots of strength to meet with Lucifer… Then you appeared and I lost my mind completely. I’m a human and it’s difficult to communicate with your world, feel something for you.’
Kharon knitted his brows and looked at the girl, carefully listened to her, trying to understand. But he couldn’t. Everything what he could get was that the girl wanted him to leave.
He knew nothing about relax, he knew nothing about exhaustion. But with diligence he studied people, trying to create a formula “if…, then….”. In this case he was successful, having remembered that “if a person is tired then he needs some rest”.
‘Ok, I see.’ He agreed without murmur. ‘What do I have to do before leaving?