Chapter 3: The Descent

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Days turned into weeks, and Aiden found himself falling deeper into Lucien's world. The demon was everything he had ever wanted—charming, powerful, and utterly intoxicating. But with each passing day, Aiden felt the weight of his decision pressing down on him.

Lucien was relentless in his pursuit of pleasure, dragging Aiden into a world of decadence and sin. They attended lavish parties, where the elite of the city fawned over Lucien, their eyes filled with both fear and desire. Aiden watched as Lucien manipulated them with ease, his golden eyes gleaming with mischief.

But as much as Aiden tried to lose himself in the hedonistic lifestyle, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him. He had sold his soul to a demon, and there was no escaping the consequences.

One night, as they lay tangled together in the sheets, Aiden turned to Lucien, his heart heavy with guilt. "Why me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you choose me?"

Lucien's smirk softened, his golden eyes meeting Aiden's. "Because, darling," he said, his voice surprisingly gentle, "you were already broken. And broken things are so much more fun to play with."

Aiden's heart ached at the words, but he couldn't deny the truth in them. He had been broken long before Lucien came into his life. But now, as he lay in the arms of a demon, he couldn't help but wonder if he had made a terrible mistake.

"Don't overthink it, darling," Lucien purred, his fingers trailing down Aiden's chest. "You're mine now, and I'll take care of you. Just let go."

Aiden closed his eyes, letting the warmth of Lucien's touch wash over him. He knew he was falling deeper into the abyss, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was bound by sin, and there was no escape.

Aiden’s breath hitched as Lucien’s fingers traced patterns across his skin, each touch igniting a fire that burned away his doubts, if only for a moment. The demon’s presence was overwhelming, a constant reminder of the deal they had struck—a deal that had seemed like salvation at the time but now felt like a chain tightening around his soul.

“You think too much,” Lucien murmured, his voice a low, velvety purr that sent shivers down Aiden’s spine. “You always have. It’s one of the things I find most endearing about you, darling.”

Aiden’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Lucien’s golden gaze. There was something unsettling about the way the demon looked at him, as if he could see straight through to the very core of his being. It was both terrifying and exhilarating, and Aiden hated how much he craved that attention.

“I just…” Aiden hesitated, his voice trembling. “I can’t stop wondering what happens next. What happens when you get bored of me? When I’m no longer… entertaining?”

Lucien’s smirk widened, and he leaned in closer, his breath warm against Aiden’s ear. “Oh, darling,” he whispered, his voice dripping with dark amusement. “You underestimate yourself. You’re far more interesting than you realize. And as for boredom…” He trailed off, his fingers tightening possessively around Aiden’s wrist. “Let’s just say I have no intention of letting you go anytime soon.”

Aiden’s heart raced, a mixture of fear and desire coursing through him. He wanted to believe Lucien, to lose himself in the demon’s promises, but the rational part of his mind screamed at him to run, to fight, to do something to break free from this gilded cage.

But then Lucien’s lips were on his again, hot and demanding, and all thoughts of escape vanished. Aiden’s hands found their way to Lucien’s shoulders, gripping tightly as if he could anchor himself in the storm of emotions threatening to consume him. The kiss was fierce, possessive, and Aiden couldn’t help but respond, his body betraying his mind once more.

When Lucien finally pulled away, Aiden was breathless, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The demon’s golden eyes gleamed with satisfaction, and he brushed a strand of hair from Aiden’s forehead with a tenderness that felt almost genuine.

“Sleep, darling,” Lucien said, his voice soft but commanding. “You’ll need your strength for tomorrow. I have plans for us.”

Aiden wanted to ask what those plans were, but the words died on his lips as exhaustion washed over him. He closed his eyes, letting the warmth of Lucien’s body beside him lull him into a restless sleep.

As he drifted off, one thought lingered in his mind: he was in too deep, and there was no way out. He was bound by sin, bound to Lucien, and no matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise, a part of him didn’t want to escape.

And that scared him more than anything.

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