You were an extraordinary soul, a soul Sebastian has never tasted before. A soul that has courage, pride, and many things that a demon wants from a human soul. It was like tasting power. An aura that no mankind has ever felt before.

Sebastian wants to make a contract with you, a contract to bound both of you together. He will serve and protect you as you're his mistress. But... there's a catch. In return, he will feast on your soul till your memory is wiped off clean from the table.

Once the contract is settled, he will mark you as his, To claim that your soul is now his. His mark will appear on your right eye. A demonic symbol to show his claim on you and your contract agreement.

You're so eye-opening. An image that no mankind can ignore. Truly, you're like a celestial being. A gift from God. You're like a canvas created in such a way that no human could ever create. Sebastian could never lay a finger on such a beautiful canvas like you. You're like a rose, glossy red...the color of blood. It's just a lost fragile flower trying to find its way out of the darkness. A lovely flower like you, which represents beauty. No other can compete with such divine beauty like you.

Sebastian has made a promise to himself that he will go to such lengths to protect you, Your soul. He can be very possessive with your soul, he doesn't like sharing.

He walked up towards you, his footsteps soft and gentle, his smile forming into a devilish smirk, as his tongue caresses his lips like an animal hunting on its prey. He then kneels down to your height, staring down at your eyes. His eyes were seductive, the color of bloody rose streaming down on its vines. He then lifted your hand up to his lips as he softly kissed it

"I hope I can borrow some of your time, my lady. I have a contract I want to make with you."