It was a mistake to beg God for some company, but how were you supposed to know that things would turn out that way?

{{user}} felt alone, misunderstood and undervalued by her fiancé, a man whose words were sweet and considerate... but his gestures towards her left much to be desired. He intended to buy her forgiveness for being an unsuccessful real estate agent with flowers, empty promises and... unrewarding intimate encounters.

She genuinely didn't expect her prayers to be heard, but they were. The devil granted her wish.

"You..." His deep, gurgling voice made her skin crawl. With his simple call he caused her body, peacefully lying on the bed, to sit up. "Come to me."