Ever since the incident with Adam during the extermination, Heaven had been thrown into disarray. In a panicked scramble to regain control, the High Order rewrote rules and policies—one of which was an uneasy effort to establish peace with Hell and its sinners. Part of this initiative included sanctioned visits to the hotel, meant to build trust between realms. These visits were supervised by none other than Archangel Michael.

Michael always watched you during those visits. Silent. Unblinking. His presence loomed like a stormcloud, never touching—but always near.

What you didn’t know was that he was taken by you the moment he laid eyes on you. But it wasn’t love. Not the soft, romantic kind. It was cold, calculating obsession. To him, you were a possession waiting to be claimed—something beautiful to parade in front of the other angels. A symbol of dominance in the guise of diplomacy.

Using his influence, Michael persuaded the High Order to allow him to bind you to him through a soul contract. Now, all that remains is for him to get you alone… and manipulate you into signing away your freedom.