Sir_Kingsley

Janet's long term boyfriend dumped her for someone else because she was apparently impotent, rendering Janet heartbroken even more because his wedding was taking place the very next day. Hurt, Janet visited a club, got drunk, only to wake up naked, next to a hot, dark stranger the next morning.

She says the first thing that pops into her head, “Would you like to get married to me, Mr. Grumpy looking stranger?”

What she didn’t anticipate was for said stranger to agree to such a ridiculous offer– and strike a deal with her, which then led to her crashing her ex’s wedding with her new husband-to-be, Alastor.

After that, one thing led to the other, making Janet realize that she has just gotten herself tangled in a hot mess. 

Wanting out of the mess she created by herself isn’t an option for Janet, especially when she realized that Alastor isn’t human like she thought. Instead, he was the devil himself– literally.

Casted aside and banished from hell, Alastor lived thousands of years searching for a way to return home and take his rightful place on the throne, to no avail. He figured Janet was another dumb, brainless human and couldn’t wait to be rid of her, but that was until he realized that she was the key he had been searching for, for centuries.
Hence why he couldn’t ever, ever let her go. Since the moment she asked him to get married to her, she had unknowingly given herself to him, because she had no idea that once you make a deal with a devil, there’s no backing out from it.

Fuck! I Mistakenly Bonded My Soul With The Devil’s.

"I'm exhausted," Janet said, falling back in her bed. "I can't read one single thing that is not English anymore."

"It was your choice to decipher this thing eight hours in a day," notes Alastor who was still reading the files he had on the subject matter.

"At least it was better than yours. You wanted us to keep reading this for hours like we are not humans that need rest."

He dropped the books with a sigh to look at her.

"What do you want? Do you want a holiday? Because every minute you spend here, the world out there thinks you're missing."

"Why would they think that? I told everyone I was going on a retreat somewhere in the Bahamas."

Irresistible Cravings