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“Kohl. Mantus Kohl.” Does she like what she sees? Can I talk her into coming home with me? I really want to take her home and show her how much pleasure is in the world when you get in bed with a demon.

Her long lashes catch my attention as she blinks slowly several times. “Mr. Kohl, I’m sure you know you’re not invited to this event and that’s the only thing being judged here.”

Stepping close enough to invade her personal space, I breathe in her scent so I’ll always have her with me. “Felicity.” I close my eyes and let her name, so incongruous with me and my life, roll over my tongue.

She draws a sharp breath.

There are small specks of red in her blue eyes, like freckles. I want to investigate every nuance. “Will you go out with me?”

“I don’t know you.” Her voice is breathy but she makes no move to get away as I back her against the wall, just outside the party.

“So, get to know me.” I’m certain that’s the first time I’ve said those words or even thought them. I’ve never wanted to have someone know me. I’m a demon, I take my pleasure and move on. That’s not to say that I don’t care if the woman is satisfied. I do. In fact, I get off on making women scream my name. The idea of Felicity saying my name has me hard before she’s even said yes to a date.

“I’m working.” Still, she doesn’t push me away, and her hands are tight to her sides.

I lower my head and sniff her neck. “I’ll come back when you’re done or meet you someplace. Do you live nearby?”

“Maybe I’m married or have a boyfriend. You didn’t even ask if I’m available to date you.” She presses her palm into the center of my chest but doesn’t apply any force.

Honestly, it never even occurred to me that she might not be single. Since she’s gorgeous, I suppose it should have. “Are you married, Felicity?”

“No. I’m just not the kind of girl who bumps into a man trying to crash one of my parties and lets him get me alone. I…” She swallows hard. “I’m not going to go out with you, Mr. Kohl.”

This is a first. I’ve never been turned down before. I could push my influence and maybe then she’d give in, but I find I want to change her mind in a more mundane and meaningful way. “Ever or just tonight?”

She pushes me back, giving her room to put space between us, and smiles. “I’d never say never.”

Hope blooms hard and fast inside me. Another first for me. “How about if I get your phone number and call you? That way if you decide against me, you can just block me.”

Inside the hall, the music gets louder and the crowd is cheering. “I have to go.” She stares at me without moving.

“I’d really like to get to know you.” It’s true and I’m uncomfortable.

She reaches into the high slit in her gown and pulls her phone from a satin pouch strapped around her thigh. Her legs are long and shapely.

My mouth waters and all the blood rushes from my head. “Wow, you’re full of surprises.”

A softly wicked grin tugs at her full lips. “This gown has no pockets. Give me your number.”

I comply instantly and I’m rewarded not only with getting to watch her a few seconds longer but with her number appearing in my text messages with a little heart emoji. “Thank you.”

She turns to walk away.

“One last favor, please?” I don’t even mind the desperate tone in my voice.

Looking back, she raises one eyebrow.

“Will you say my first name, Felicity?”

Her cheeks turn the loveliest shade of pink. She whispers, “Mantus.”

As soft as she said it, I heard it as clear as a bell. The sound is pure perfection. This woman will be my undoing. I know it, but I’m powerless against it. I have to know her.

“Goodbye.” She walks into the dim ballroom, then I watch her shadow weave between people and finally disappear into the crowd.

“Fuck.” I want to run after her more than I want to breathe. Still, I can control myself. I’ve been living with humans for ages. Their lives are fleeting and their souls are up for grabs. Forcing myself to turn away, I head down the stairs and into the parking lot. Not only is the Honda gone, but the side of my Porsche is also violated with the Latin wordasinus, carved with a key.

Jorge is right.

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