I am a demon

His joy however did not last for long, as soon as he opened the door of his apartment he noticed a man dressed in a three-piece tail suit sitting on the only chair that his apartment had, what was even scarier was that the man had two pointed horns sticking out of his head.

Damien stared at the pointing horns and then came to the possibility that the horns were most probably fake but when he looked at the shine and the sharpness of them, he couldn't help but silently gulp, they looked too real to be fake!

Once he was done looking at those flaming red horns, Damien looked down and then he shook his head, took three steps back and closed the door without saying a single word.

Only after he closed the door behind him, did Damien feel his legs give away as he crouched down on the floor with his hands gripping his hair. " God that man is huge! Is he a giant?"

He did not have the guts to call out the man and tell him that he was trespassing, with his luck he will probably end up getting chased by that man and honestly, Damien had no desire to get chased by a hulk with horns.

"It's the streets then," he said standing up and acting as if everything was normal, he patted his jeans and then smiled widely as tried to blink away his tears. " A single year, those old bags of greedy bones, they can't even let me take one single year off!"

But no matter how wronged Damien felt, he did not have the courage to face the man who trespassed into his apartment like he freaking owned it because let's be real, he might work out but he was nowhere close to having his body as macho as a hunk, so what was the point?

With that thought in his head, he was prepared to leave but Damien did not even take a step away from his apartment when he heard someone glide their blade against the floor and then the blade was resting against his neck.

" W..What? What are you doing sir? I am telling you murdering is not legal," said Damien in panic when he felt the cold blade press against his skin, he turned to look to his left and found the man who was pressing on his neck tapping on a weird-looking device, it looked like a smartphone but at the same time, it did not look like one.

The man with his hair dyed silver, and silvery grey horns poking out of his hair as he looked up from the device, his golden eyes drilling right into Damien's as he said, " My master wants to talk to you, so you better go inside like a good boy."

" Sure, I am going, I am going but can you …" Damien pushed the blade that was resting on his neck away and then raised his hands in surrender. " There is no need to be this antsy, I will go and talk with your master … I am not running away from paying the debts that my parents owe your master."

As if he could run away when he was being threatened at the point of a blade.

With that Damien turned around and then opened the door of his apartment, he heaved a deep breath as he walked inside the apartment and put on his best salesman smile as he dropped his shopping bag to a side and then rubbed his hands before speaking, " Sir, I know the drill... I have been working as a debt payer for the last eight years, I know all the threats that you guys have under your patent, like ' if you don't pay us back we will sell your kidneys', I know them all, so why don't we cut to the chase and you tell me how many days and how much sum do I need to pay you?"

The man sitting on the chair did not reply and Damien who was prepared to haggle for the sum was a bit stupefied, he tilted his head and waved his hand in front of the man whose face was hidden in the shadows, thinking that the latter has fallen asleep but then he saw the man raise his head and he immediately straightened up.

" You speak too much, I do not know what my Sierra saw in you," said the man after a very long pause as he pushed himself off the chair and walked towards Damien who was crying silent tears of anger and fear.

'You don't have to stand up and you definitely don't have to walk closer to me!' He screamed in his head but the man couldn't hear his thoughts and even if he could, Damien was sure that he wouldn't have listened to anything that he has to say anyway.

" Wha—-" Damien gasped when the man stretched his hand and caught hold of his chin, he turned it a little to the left and then he turned it a little to the right, causing Damien to wince. " S...Sir, wh..what are you doing?"

" I am seeing whether or not you are worthy of the bargain that I just made," replied the man as he released Damien and then went back to the seat where he was sitting, he took his seat and then crossed his legs before he once again spoke in a deep voice, " I am a demon."

…???

Damien frowned before he looked left and right as he clapped his hands and said, " Are you guys shooting a prank? I knew something was wrong when I saw the horns on top of your head——"

He didn't even get to finish his words as the shopping bag of instant noodles was set ablaze behind his back, horrified he looked behind and then turned to look at the man who was sitting in front of him. " Do you still think that this is a prank boy?"

" No sir, I wouldn't dare to."