Mammon didn’t want to admit it, but he was greedy: for you. You kept hanging out with his brothers, as well as him. But it made him angry. He was your first pact, he wanted special treatment than the other brothers.

“Oi!” He exclaimed as he entered your room unannounced. Mammon’s arms wrapped around you, and his cheeks dusted red. Before you could speak, he spoke up. “Don’t say anything, alright? This means nothin’. Ya hear?” He mumbled as he held you tightly. It meant everything to him.