Kingpin

Trish emerged from the mansion, her eyes scanning the destruction left behind. With a flick of her wrist, she conjured a compact ball of intense lightning. She hurled it back toward the mansion, watching as it exploded on impact, obliterating the building in a fiery ashes.

She considered her next move—whether to head straight to Fisk or return to Dave. After a brief moment of contemplation, she decided to return to Dave first before taking on Fisk directly.

"I really wonder, How will Dave kill him? She thought as she licked her lips seductively , her Devil already showing.

Trish returned to Dave's room in the evening, finding her way to his bed, where she had made herself comfortable, sipping wine.

"Humans have really developed some interesting things," she remarked, savoring the taste.

Dave glanced at her, a smirk forming on his lips. "I could say the same about you."

Trish's eyes sparkled with mischief as she replied, "Really? Then why don't you taste it again?"

With that invitation, Dave approached her. They shared a passionate kiss, their hands exploring each other as they lost themselves in the moment. After half an hour, they paused, Dave finally asking, "So, did you find anything?"

As he poured wine for both of them, Trish replied, "Wilson Fisk wanted your father's technology, but when James declined, Fisk had him killed."

Dave raised an eyebrow. "Wilson Fisk? Was he also known as the Kingpin?"

Trish nodded, taking a sip of her wine. "Yes, the same. The criminal warlord known as Kingpin. It's a name that's passed among the heads of criminal organizations."

Dave's expression darkened as he absorbed the information. "Kingpin, huh?"

His eyes flashed dangerously red. "So why didn't you kill him?" His aura, tinged with a high-grade demonic pressure, began to suffocate the room. Trish, feeling the crushing weight of his power, sank to her knees, the wine slipping from her grasp and spilling onto the floor.

[Host, calm yourself] Sei's voice echoed in Dave's mind. Dave took a deep breath, retracting his overpowering pressure. "I'm sorry, it was an uncontrollable surge of anger," he said, his tone softening.

Trish slowly rose, cleaning the spilled wine from the floor. "You should control it. Unchecked rage can be harmful to you," she advised, moving closer to him and kissing him gently. Her kiss seemed to soothe his mind, easing the storm within.

As the kiss ended, Dave's anger had subsided, but he was still curious. "What was that?"

"I'm a bewitching demon. I feed on desires. Anger is just one of those desires," Trish explained. "I thought you might want to handle Fisk yourself, so I didn't kill him."

Dave nodded, understanding her reasoning. "Thanks for the heads-up. I'll handle it. For now, enjoy your wine," he said, gesturing to the bottle.

Trish took another sip of wine, settling back into her chair. "Indeed," she replied, with a smile, as she savored the moment.

While Diana who was hiding behind the bookshelf covered her mouth as tears dripped her face, She angrily muttered the name of Wilson Fisk as he moved, leaving the place.

"what should we do about her?" Trish asked as she felt her moving away.

"I just wanted to see if she is trustworthy or not" Dave replied as he scooped her up and took her to bed " who wanted me to enjoy the wine?" She asked with a smile.

"You enjoy the wine while I enjoy you" Dave smirked as he said.

Trish rolled her eyes in response as she said " Like your big Demon sword would let me enjoy it, every time you thrust it it makes me go crazy"

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Diana, wiping away her tears, reached her room and immediately contacted Fury.

"Hello, Diana. Do you have anything to add on this late evening?" Fury's voice crackled through the line.

"I found out Trish's identity," Diana reported.

"Who is she?" Fury asked, his interest piqued.

"She's a Suer who can manipulate emotions. She calls herself the Bewitching Devil, which seems to be her code name or villain name," Diana explained.

"Emotions? That's a new power. Is she a threat to Dave?" Fury inquired, concerned.

"No, they seem to have a close relationship," Diana said.

"Did you, by any chance, eavesdrop on them while they were... intimate?" Fury asked with raised eyebrows.

Diana's expression hardened. "I did. Do you have a problem with that?"

Fury wanted to comment on the morality but recalled that many of his female agents had similar roles. He hesitated but decided to let it go. "No, I don't," he said, shaking his head.

"I thought so," Diana replied. "So, what should I do now?"

"Try to gather more information on her. Her emotional manipulation could be a valuable asset," Fury said. Diana nodded, but then asked, "Don't you find it strange? I'm talking about superpowers here."

"As a S.H.I.E.L.D. director, I've seen many things that have made me numb to such matters," Fury said. "Remember the Abomination killed by someone called Dante, or the big green guy? They had superpowers too, but their origins were science experiments. I suspect Trish's powers might be similar, and I want to understand how she gained them."

Diana nodded in agreement. "And what about Fisk?" she asked.

"Wilson Fisk is dangerous. He has many super-powered individuals working for him and controls the underworld of New York. We can't confront him directly yet. We need to set a trap before we can deal with him and bring justice for James," Fury replied.

"you better do it or I will quit' Diana eyes narrowed as she said.

"Don't worry I will make sure, as I also don't want to lose my another loyal Agent" Fury said as he cut the call.

Fury ended the call with a sigh, rubbing his temples. "James, you certainly were a troublemaker," he muttered to himself, reflecting on how James had managed to recruit someone like Trish for his son.

As for Dave's saying, he has recruited Trish he had long discarded it, as mere childish nonsense. "Only James had the capability to pull something like this off. He recruited her for his son rather than for S.H.I.E.L.D.," Fury thought.

"you already making me miss you" Fury shook his head as he said " Find everything that can corner Fisk"

Marie Hills nodded as she left.

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