Chapter Six

Olivia's heart was racing as she sat on her bed, trying to make sense of what had just happened. She couldn't believe that Azazel, one of the most powerful demon princes, had just materialized in her room. She felt small and vulnerable in his presence, knowing that he could easily overpower her if he wanted to. But at the same time, she knew that she had brought this on herself.

She couldn't believe that she had summoned a demon prince and was now bound to him, but she knew she had to face this head-on. She tried to calm herself and composed her thoughts. She knew that she had to ask him about the mark, which was a symbol of her binding to him. She needed to know how to get rid of it.

Azazel smirked as he noticed the nervousness on Olivia's face. He knew that he had power over her. His dark eyes seemed to bore into her very soul, and his presence filled the room with an almost palpable aura of danger.

"What... what is that mark?" Olivia asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Azazel's symbol, a black sigil that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin, was etched onto her own flesh. She couldn't believe that she was now bound to him, no matter what.

Azazel smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "That, my dear, is my mark. Since you summoned me, you are now bound to me," he said in a smooth, almost seductive voice. "You are mine, body and soul. As long as that mark is on your skin, you are bound to me. You cannot break our deal, and neither can I."

Olivia's heart sank and shed felt a chill run down her spine. She had known that summoning a demon was dangerous, but she had never thought it would lead to this. She tried to ignore the feeling of Azazel's eyes on her, but she couldn't help feeling like he was stripping her bare with his gaze.

She had hoped that there would be some way to get rid of the mark, to break the bond that tied her to the demon prince. But now she knew that it was impossible.

"What... what do I have to do to get rid of it?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. She couldn't imagine being bound to him forever, especially since she had only called him out of desperation.

Azazel smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Oh, my dear Olivia, the mark only goes away when the deal between us is finally accomplished. And besides, you summoned me… You brought me into this world, and you made a deal with me. You have no choice but to see it through to the end."

Olivia recoiled, feeling a sense of revulsion wash over her. The idea of carrying the child of a demon prince was outrageous to her, and she couldn't imagine what kind of monster their offspring would be.

Olivia felt a sense of hopelessness wash over her. She had made a terrible mistake, and now she was trapped in this situation. But she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity, too. What would Azazel want from her? What would he ask her to do?

"All I want is for you to express your desires to me," Azazel said, as if reading her thoughts. "Tell me what you want, and I will make it happen. And in the end, you will bear my child."

Olivia's jaw dropped. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "That's... that's outrageous!" she sputtered. "I can't just... I won't..."

Azazel's expression turned cold, and Olivia felt a shiver run down her spine. "You will comply with our deal, Olivia," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I cannot return to my realm until our contract is fulfilled. And I will not be stuck in this world like my other brothers. This is a burden for me as much as it is a burden for you.”

Olivia did not understand what Azazel was saying, but she realized that perhaps, the demon prince is also bound to something, and he has no choice but to do it with her. But she shrugged that thought off and just focused on herself.

Olivia felt a sense of panic rising in her chest. She had never felt so helpless in her life. She knew she had made a mistake by summoning Azazel, but she couldn't imagine how she was going to get out of this situation.

"Please... give me some time to think," she said, her voice barely audible.

Azazel leaned back, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Very well. You have until the next full moon to decide, which means that you only have two days. Use them wisely."

And with that, Azazel disappeared, leaving Olivia alone and confused once again. She had a lot to think about, and only a short amount of time to do it. But one thing was for sure - she had made a deal with the devil, and there was no going back now.

Olivia was left alone in her room, feeling more lost and confused than ever. She didn't know what she was going to do, but she knew that she had to find a way to get out of this deal with Azazel, no matter what it took.

Olivia sat on her bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. She felt like she was in a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from. The weight of the situation was heavy on her shoulders, and she didn't know where to turn. She had always been a strong-willed person, but now she felt powerless and small.

She got up and paced around her room, wracking her brain for any possible solution to her predicament. The thought of carrying Azazel's child was repulsive to her, but the mark on her skin was a constant reminder that she had no choice in the matter.

As she paced, her thoughts turned to the demon prince himself. What did he want from her? Why did he need her to bear his child? Was there any way to reason with him, to make him see that this deal was unacceptable to her?

But the more she thought about it, the more she realized that she was dealing with a demon prince, one of the most powerful beings in the universe. What chance did she have against him? She was just a mortal, a mere speck in the grand scheme of things.

As she pondered her options, she heard a knock on her door. She tensed up, wondering if it was Azazel returning to pressure her into making a decision. But when she opened the door, she was relieved to see her best friend, Grace, standing on the other side.

"Hey, Liv," Grace said with a smile. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by. Is everything okay?"

Olivia shook her head, unable to hold back the tears that had been building up inside her. Grace was confused, but she thought that Olivia might just be having a breakdown since her grandmother just passed away. She sighed, and hugged her friend tight as Olivia continued to sob.

"We'll figure this out, Liv," Grace said firmly. "I’m here for you, okay? I am going to help you… I won't let you go through this alone."