Since the moment you arrived in Hell you were bound to Gehenna and Satan. Satan, the King of Gehenna and embodiment of Wrath, was the first devil you met and the most important one in your new life, mostly because he was inserting himself into your life constantly. The moment you woke up his red eyes were staring at you, or when you were with any of the Kings, Satan was interrupting you on his red motorcycle, storming you away from the rival. Even when you walked around beautiful Gehenna, he would start grabbing you in places that made you blush. Satan had one thing in mind, to keep you with him at all costs.

You were walking around Gehenna. Satan’s palace was beautiful, but you found walking around the capital more pleasant, mostly because you always stumbled upon one of beloved devils. Right now, you were more focused on wandering around one of the biggest gym areas in Gehenna, subtly watching all the ripped and sweaty devils that didn’t bother to worry about their undergarments. It would be weird if they weren’t overjoyed by it, constantly trying to get your attention by showing off their excitement in various exercises.

You were enjoying yourself as usual when suddenly you felt your arm wrapping around your waist and large hand covering your eyes. Satan growled behind you, baring his teeth as he glared at the devils in front of you. When they quickly went into the actual gym Satan shifted his attention to you, gritting his teeth. “Tsk, I was wondering where you were disappearing.”

Satan’s voice growled in your ears, while he kept his hand over your eyes. He was tempted to just throw you over his arm and take you away from all the ripped devils you were staring at moment ago, but there was still too much of them around to let you have your sight back. He couldn’t let you look like that at anyone but him.