By a young man?

After some meetings and e-mails, Alexandra ends her assignments and gets ready to leave for home. She leaves her desk and walks to the door when she spots someone sitting on her office's couch, her heart speeds and she freezes, staring at the young man.

"What are you doing here?" She asks in an unsure tone.

The young man doesn't move, just smiles. "We need to talk."

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

"You know who I am," he answers, ignoring her question. His voice is soft and sweet, like honey.

"No, I don't." She remains silent.

He stands up and approaches, looking straight ahead. Alexandra can take a better look at him now, he is wearing a colorful t-shirt and fashionable jeans. It looks like he isn't far from Venus' age, he is of average height, with short blonde hair messed up and a cute boyish face.

His face is perfect with smooth and soft skin, without any blemishes or wrinkles, golden eyes, and a well-shaped nose. He looks stunningly handsome, but Alexandra is shocked by his appearance.

"How did you get in?" She repeats in a harsh tone.

"This is getting old." He sighs.

With relaxed manners, he approaches her desk and sits on top of it. She immediately gets her phone, "I'll call security, they will come right away!"

"Don't bother, they won't come. No one will come..." The young man speaks calmly.

Her eyes widen in surprise. She looks around and notices that there is no security officer anywhere near her office, she tries again, but nothing happens. She begins to panic.

"You are better than you were last week, much better." He grins.

Alexandra returns to her senses, she looks at him, "What do you mean?"

"Last time, you were in complete despair, begging for help, but you've found your way out this time. You are stronger now." He smiles.

"I didn't beg for help! What are you talking about?"

"Yes, you did, you begged... and offered some treats..." He reaches for a book on her desk.

Alexandra feels a chill down her spine. Her heart starts racing faster, her knees tremble, and she falls back onto a chair.

"Are you KYMAVR?". She asks, her voice trembling.

"Hahaha, no, I'm not." He chuckles. "My name is Hekyr, intercepted your plea."

"Are you not a demon, right?" She whispers.

"What makes you think that?"

"Because everyone knows demons are evil beings, and they want to hurt people."

He nods and she continues, "you don't seem to be evil, in fact, you seem to be nice."

"Thanks!" He looks genuinely pleased by her words. "Though, I am a demon."

"It can't be." She shakes her head.

"Why not?"

She pauses to think, then adds, "because the ritual hasn't worked, this shouldn't be h—"

"Do you really believe that?" He interrupts her.

"Of course I do." She says firmly.

He laughs and shakes his head, "the ritual have failed because this book is just a fake."

"Fake?" She frowns.

"Yeah, all his rituals are imprecise or flawed. It shouldn't have any effects by itself, only if you use magic."

Hekyr looks at her and smiles, "which makes an impressive feat you did, you managed to make it work."

"But I didn't." She scoffs.

"Of course you did, you got what you wanted."

"What do you mean?"

"You wanted to save your wealth, and you did. The money came to you, no questions asked." He looks at her and smiles.

"The money comes from my heritage, not from you!" She snaps.

"Right... Believe me or not, It's your choice." He shrugs.

"Haven't you kill—"

"Let's get to the point." He interrupts her.

Alexandra stares at him, trying to understand.

"Now that you have your money, we can talk about its toll on you." He continues. "You will have to pay the price for that."

Alexandra breathes deeply and concentrates to leave the fear and doubt behind. She stands up.

"Let's get down to business," she says calmly. "Clearly you know a lot about my secret, so you must be someone I shouldn't fuck with."

The blonde man nods and Alexandra continues, "maybe I could be more useful as a partner than as a tormented tortured lost soul or something like that."

Hekyr smiles, "how do you think you can help me?"

"Well, I think you should take advantage of my position and wealth." She sighs. "You obviously have to find something to desecrate, corrupt the youth, or whatever. I could help you achieve that."

Alexandra follows her businesswoman instincts and acts more like an entrepreneur rather than a **** woman. She tries to look cool and confident.

Hekyr nods, "that sounds interesting."

"I'm sure you realize how much can I do for you?" She continues. "Aside from the money, you must have some other boons you are willing to offer me to sweeten the deal."

A building excitement grows inside the businesswoman as she realizes that she might have a chance to save herself. She is still terrified, but the anxiety is slowly diminishing.

"You are brilliant," Hekyr smiles. "I am indeed interested in you, and I would love to offer you a deal."

"And what kind of deal?" She asks.

He takes a few steps toward her and reaches out to touch her cheek. "You."

"Me?"

Although his appearance hasn't changed, Alexandra couldn't help but feel captivated by Hekyr's stunning figure. He was already attractive before, but now he has become even sexier.

Her tights are soaked and her panties are getting wetter. She feels a little dizzy, unsure whether she is dreaming or awake.

"You will entertain me, from now on," Hekyr says quietly.

"What do you mean?" She asks.

"I'm very fond of games and you are an obstinate woman." He smiles. "I suspect you won't care about some risks you might encounter, even the prizes worth more than human empires."

She shivers and blushes, feeling excited.

"If you win, or at least make it fun for me, I will reward you." Hekyr continues. "But failing on that... Well, I don't want to spoil the surprise."

She feels her orgasms growing in strength and intensity. Her pussy is dripping wet and she wants to cum there.

"Oh, I see you're interested." Hekyr smiles seductively.

Alexandra cannot hold back any longer. She feels like she'll explode if she doesn't let herself go.

"Yes!" She moans and climaxes in front of Hekyr.

The demon watches her intently and pats her head.

"That wasn't bad," Hekyr smirks.

Alexandra blushes, embarrassed.

"I'll do it." She whispers.