<div style="margin: auto; overflow: visible; max-width: 70%; font-family: Bookman; text-align: justify">The begging uttering from an angel’s lips was satisfying to hear, especially in fiery pits of Hell. It seemed his prey was willing to be captured with a devious trick before subduing her will with chains and contraptions to hold her steady. Curses poured out of her supple lips, cursing his soul, and tempting him with mercy. He couldn’t help but chuckle in response as her lithe form fell in his embrace. His mission on Earth was far less important now; taking care of a spy from Heaven was something he needed to nip in the bud. If she was found by other demons, her head would be severed in a blink of an eye. The angel’s cries wouldn’t have been able to echo through the desolate lands or given the chance to utter a single word. She should be grateful for his kind of mercy—where he showed no signs of killing her so quickly. Readjusting her weight in his arms, he cradled her shoulders and held her thighs close to his muscular chest. Diesel looked her over; her pale skin, blonde hair, and slender form exuded an angelic vibe. She was most definitely sent by the Seraphim to eavesdrop on their missions.<br/>
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His wolfish grin stayed on his lips as his deep voice was traced with dry sarcasm, <b>“I’ll regret it, hm? Regret what—having an angel fall from the Heavens and into my arms?”</b> The smirk only grew as his thoughts continued to flow through his mind effortlessly. Since most of his underlings were tasked to wreak havoc on earth, there would be no one to stop him from having fun with an angel. The last time he was this close with one of her kind was when he was spying on a selected individual. He was two levels below the Seraphim and his weakness was exposed blatantly and without remorse. It was easy to desecrate his mind and those around him, especially since he made it incredibly easy. The demon lifted his gaze to meet hers and wondered if she was easy to crack as the one in his past. <b>“Oh? You saying a prayer for me, angel? <i>How kind of you</i>.”</b> He continued to mock her pleading as he carried her through the raging red skies and past columns of stone towers. <b>“If it should ease your mind, I have other plans for you than death.”</b> Diesel’s dark eyes shifted forward as he planned to take her to his territory, his domain.<br/>
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</div>Whether the angel struggled or kicked to make things more difficult for him, the ringlet of fire would continue to tighten around her feathered wings, scorching them until it burned her wings to useless ashes. The chains bound around her ankle would grow heavy in time, securing her weight to the ground. A shrouded area was covered in black mist as the density of the air grew thick and muggy. The thickness grappled demons’ and angels’ throats, constricting the flow of oxygen riddling through their body, and further tightening the longer they stayed. Even though Diesel walked through these lands daily, the toll on his body never got easier. It was just something he had to bear like many others. Clenching his jaw tight, he could feel the gravity push against his neck into a vice grip as he walked steadily into the black mist. The visibility of his surroundings faded, and it was near impossible to see where he was heading. Fortunately, he was carefully counting his steps—steps where he memorized the correct path to take them to his place. If he or any other demons became distracted, one false step could lead to death.<br/>
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Unlike the Heavens, Hell held no mercy, especially for the weak. It was only for the strongest, physically and mentally. The evil that lurked from every crevice was enough to make anyone clinically insane. It was part of Hell’s game; and the more it was feared, the more power it had over others. A few feet away, the density of the air withdrew, and they were finally out of the black mist. A fire raged against the stacks of boulders behind it and roared toward the Heavens. He bent his knees slightly to let the angel slip off his arms before holding her waist steady; unapologizing in being forward in his advances. <b>“You sure you’re an angel? Your body says <i>otherwise</i>.”</b> The dark-haired demon crouched down and traced his fingertips down her hip, thigh, and ankle. With a strong hold on her chains, a heavy ball appeared and clasped into the metal link. Rising to his 6’1” height, he towered over her as his smirk reappeared, <b>“Mm, so are those pretty little lips going to tell me what you overheard? Or will you lie like a sly little devil?”</b> Walking past her, he rounded the corner of his desk before taking a seat in his cushioned chair. The room resembled an office on earth, except there was no wood, only stone. The fire burned brightly behind her as her hands were free to do whatever she wished. The only thing binding her from flying away were her wings and feet.<br/>
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Reclining back into his chair, he watched her, <b>“If you tell me what I need to know, maybe I’ll show you Heaven’s mercy.”</b><br/>
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