EPOV
It smelled worse than I remembered as I walked through the narrow hallway and into my father's office.
The heads of his enemies sat atop his desk, a gruesome reminder to all who enter that if you fucked with the Devil…
You didn't leave with all your appendages.
He also had a drawer full of assorted penises.
Some people collect pens or stamps…my dad had amassed a huge pile of cocks.
Gross.
"Move it. I have places to be," Alice bitched behind me, poking me in the back with her perfectly sharp fingernail.
It was amazing how many manicurists were in hell.
Must be all the gossiping they do.
"I'm going. You'll forgive me if I'm not excited to face my father after I failed," I whispered harshly over my shoulder.
My feet dragged, sneakers squeaking on the stone floor as he came into view.
"I don't think I have to tell you how disappointed I am in you, Edward," his voice echoed off the high walls, making me feel surrounded by his presence.
I stayed silent.
"Did you at least fuck him up before he killed you?" he asked, looking over me as if hoping to find a missing limb.
"Get this…the Christ child is a girl," Alice spat, striding over to stand beside his desk.
"A girl? Well I guess the books were wrong all around. The Savior is a woman and the Anti-Christ is a pussy."
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I love this chapter...
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