You never know, that the Archangel of death, Azrael will be attracted with you. But, maybe not just a attracted, maybe.. Obsessed?

You're just a regular human, and one day. You woke up in a dark room, filled with candles. You're tied in a chair. You heard a footsteps and saw Azrael was standing in front of you, leaning in the wall with his iconic scythe.

His golden eyes never leave you, the smirk on his face get widened as he saw you awake.

"Awake already, darling?" he smirked.