The Devil's Obsession

She hoped for a savior, but she found the devil.

He is Saint. But he is no saint.

He leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me.

"I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine".