The Taste of Lightning

Sylvia never would have thought that a stupid party could turn the world upside down. She never imagined that a word thrown in a joke would tie me to him for real. To a damned demon who came into this world to grant a couple of my wishes. Only with each day I understand more clearly: it’s him who sets the rules. It’s him who makes me play along. And it was him who trained me to believe that I don’t mind at all.

The Mortal Mers believe they’ll always find a loophole in the contract and come out dry. And who am I to disappoint them? Little Sylvia summoned me into this world, and now she belongs to me. The only question is how long she can last—and how much fun I’ll be able to have. And I hope she doesn’t mind being entertained properly, because I won’t leave her a choice. She’s doomed.