Two days later
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"You could've told me." I seethed lowering my head shaking it. "I hate this."

"You hate funerals?" Andrew asked confused as we sat in the back as the preacher was talking about this man i did not know about. "It was last minute."

"We decided to come to a funeral at the last minute?" I gasped softly gazing at him through my lashes. "I don't even know this man- and neither did you."

Andy sighed brushing his hand over his face. "We are doing this for a friend." Andy whispered leaning in kissing the shell of my ear. "Behave."

I rolled my eyes and leaned back in the chair. This morning when i woke up my fiance surprised me with a 'we are going to a funeral' while throwing my black dress in my face, which hurt like hell. Emotionally really. Today is Saturday and in three days he is leaving once again. I rather be in bed, and him in me than be at a funeral where people are sad and depressed and cry... Its depressing for me as well. I looked up and saw the large cross behind the preacher. There's a reason why i hate churches, or in fact funerals.

Three years ago.
"I hate this." Samantha uttered as she played with a strand of my hair. "We did not even know the man."

For this is a sad day, i was actually happy. I haven't heard from Kelvin in over five months, the scars vanished and my heart was mended. We all stood up as they walked the coffin down the aisle. My mother was wallowing as my father as just caressing her back side. One of her business partners died, i don't even know why i am here, but here i am. In a church. "Give me a moment." Sam nodded and walked out with the other people. I leaned back and eyed the huge cross that was hanged on the wall. "I never believed in the higher power but i do now. I am not sure if it was you gave me strength but i have it. Thank you."

"You are welcome." Slowly turning my head i saw Kelvin. My heart instantly broke once again seeing the man who beaten me to a pulp. "Why are you praying to something that you don't believe in?"

"I have faith." I whispered standing up walking away from him. Kelvin's hand gripped mine twirling me around smashing me hard to wall. "Let me go,"

"Not so much." He grinned biting my lip hard making me winched. "I will always be with you, you are mine, not man's not a woman's and God's. Only mine."

"Why don't you go to hell." I seethed trying to get out of his grip.

"Oh if only i could." He smiled as his hand trailed along my dress shirt ripping it open. Tears starting to drip down my cheeks. "But i am taking you with me. You will never be happy, and if you do. I will make you sure to drag you along with me. I am going to enjoy this."

"Enjoy what?" I breathed.

"Fucking you in the house of the lord."

Present.

"Kitten?" i turned to Andy. "Are you okay?"

I nodded kissing his cheek. "I am okay Andy."

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"Whatever has come over you- i like it." Andy breathed as i kissed his neck. "This is a sin."

"A sin fucking in the confession booth?" I whispered.

"Lust." He breathed twirling me around smashing me hard to the wall slowly pulling up my black dress to my waist. His hand caressed my rear squeezing it hard making me moan."We are going to hell you know that right."

I turned roughly around as placed my hands at the zipper of his trousers. "As long as you fuck me there as well i don't mind."

"God i love you." He groaned. I yanked down his pants as he lifted me up positioning his thick erection at my entrance.Andrew's one hand came to my hair grabbing a set of it twirling it around his knuckles. Without warning he pushed into making me gasped. His mouth pressed to mine,

"Forgive me father for i have sinned, It has been one year since i confessed." I whispered,

"What troubles you my daughter." He groaned pushing into me deeper and deeper and harder and harder.

Our eyes instantly locked. "I am in love with the devil," My arms wrapped around his neck as my hand brushed his hair back, sweat layers on both our temples.

"Its not a sin to love the devil. But it will be a sin if you leave him."

"That will never happen." I whispered as Andy circled his hips moving into making me scream from pleasure.One last throb he filled me with his juices and i his.

A knock on the door left me with a groan. He pulled out of me and lowered my dress. Andrew began to laugh making me as well. I opened the door to see a fifty something woman with a tight smile. "People are wondering what noise was coming from the confession booth."

"We were just praying." I uttered as Andy's hand came around me squeezing my butt.

"First impression is always the last." The woman said holding out her hand. "My name is Amy Biersack. I am sure God will forgive you for falling in love with my son- the devil."

"You have got to be kidding me." I breathed.

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