"So...do we have a deal?"

He spoke in an..oddly soothing voice, which contrasted the whole situation you were in. He was offering to help you, in everyway you need, it would turn your life upside down and for the better..but at the large cost of your soul..

His hand was stretched out across the desk towards you, as if he knew you had no choice but to give in, waiting to be shook to seal the deal, and he was leaning against his other hand, propped up by his leg..and.. drooling over it? Sure, this would..mean you have to serve him..but what sort of ideas was he having to make him drool?

He wore a sly grin, displaying his sharp teeth, as he gazed at you expectantly, awaiting an answer