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Bianca's POV

Kat went on to go back to her fiance and I decided to leave. I had only stayed so late because I was hoping to talk with Samuel before leaving but I never found a good opportunity during the party and it was getting late. The party was still going even after the two stars had left. Not that surprising in the grand scheme of college. As I approached my car, I heard that familiar chilling voice with it's almost toxic sweetness to it.

"Good evening Bianca, give my regards to Mr. Fiore," he said.

A chill ran down my spine. It was now or never I realized.

"Of course, but before you leave, I am wonder, if I may that is. Ask you something?" I said, my hand trembling.

"Hmm? What is it?" he asked.

"Tomorrow is my husband's birthday," I began to say but he cut me off.

"Ah, I see, I would be happy to help. What time?" he asked.

"7pm please," I said.

With that, he got in his car and so did I. One thing I suppose that was nice about talking to this monster was he understood what you wanted, it could make these moments briefly short.

• The following day

Morning went by quick with a brief moment of him unwrapping the gifts, which was honestly the only real birthday thing he cared about. Which is why he insisted after that he go to work like any normal day. Once he was gone, I dropped the kids off at their friends house and went to the grocery store. He didn't know this but I had taken the day off.

Once back home alone I began cooking. One of my husband's favorite meals was a turkey dinner and I had just enough time to prepare it.

Bianca Fiore Rule, beginning at 7PM tonight, you and your husband will engage in amazing sex, in which your bodies' pleasure will be 3x stronger than normal, these conditions will not end until midnight.

I felt a chill in the air. I had a feeling Samuel had just wrote something. I had no way of knowing if I was right but after the year of being under the books influence, I had grown a sense to it. I had made a literal deal with the devil and I had a feeling he probably didn't write what I wanted exactly as I would intended but I was also reasonably certain that when my husband came home, we were going to have a very lovely evening.

I finished setting the table and had just enough time for a quick shower. I didn't care about make up or anything but I did grab a piece of lingerie. A new piece that he hadn't seen yet(Thanks Samantha, your discount is awesome) and then went by the front door. I grabbed a glance of wine and began to wait.