James uses Sara

The air in the apartment thickened, heavy with palpable tension, as James entered. He could hear the soft, sinister whispers of Onosk growing louder in his ears. They mingled with his own pulsating heartbeat, forming a chaotic symphony of temptation.

“Don’t you see how she’s dressed tonight? For you? Or perhaps for someone else?” Onosk taunted. The demon played expertly on James's insecurities, heightening his emotions to a fever pitch.

In the dim lighting, Sara's eyes held an ethereal glow, making them look deep, endless, and mysterious. James found himself entranced, lost in their depth. “She’s hiding something, don’t you think?” Onosk continued, sowing seeds of doubt.

Sensing the change in James's demeanor, Sara looked at him questioningly. “Is everything okay, babe?” she asked softly, her soft voice laced with concern.

But James wasn’t listening. Onosk's voice was louder, drowning out reason. “Ask her about Craig,” Onosk urged. “Why was she talking to him the other day? What are they hiding?”

The questions tumbled out of James's mouth before he could stop them. “Why were you talking to Craig the other day? Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Sara looked taken aback. “Craig? He’s just a friend, James. Why are you asking?”

But Onosk would not be silenced. “A ‘friend’? Do you really believe that? Look at how she’s avoiding your gaze. You know he fucked her.”

Suspicion gnawed at James, corrupting his thoughts and feelings for Sara. The gentle embrace they shared moments ago now felt distant. Instead, a cocktail of jealousy, lust, and doubt consumed him.

As Sara tried to reassure him, James pulled her close, crushing her small, soft body against him, his grip too firm. Their faces were inches apart. The raw desire in his eyes was evident, almost wild. Onosk fed on this heady mix of emotions, growing stronger with every passing second.

“You’re mine,” James growled, voice low and possessive. Sara’s surprise was palpable, but she didn’t pull away. Whether it was the influence of Onosk or her own swirling emotions, she did nothing as he leaned in and kissed her deeply and aggressively.