David smiled.

David smiled because he was in love.

So cunning, so careful! Yet at the same time, so firey and impulsive! She played a dangerous game, this minx, and yet she did it without fear, without any reservations. Oh, yes, she came here with Mark, no doubt she had played the same game with him. She had no way of knowing how deep the currents she was swimming in went... no way of knowing about the sign that he saw, and that he suspected Mark saw, whenever he closed his eyes. That sign, like the Mark of Cain, branding a few as special, as chosen ones.

David's father had not had the sign. That was why he had arranged for the police to catch his father selling heroin on the street. Because his father was a waste of good contacts. Mafia connections, quality product for the discerning customer and cheap shit for scumbags; all was wasted on Richard. Not on David. David had taken the connections given to his two-bit father, and had begun to swallow the other operations. It helped that he looked older than he was; but by seventeen he was the only person within a hundred miles selling heroin, and he number five seller of marijuana in the state. The other four were in major cities. Where, soon, he would be too.

David was so good at what he did, because he knew about addictions. He could discern early what made a person tick, what they desired. What they needed. Those who needed drugs, he sold to. The others, he used.

This one, he hoped to enjoy.

"You know, I think I remember who you are now. Lilith, correct? Like the woman they cut from the bible. According to the Torah, before Eve, God made another woman for Adam, named Lillith. But, she would not consent to lie beneath him. She liked to be on top. I bet you do too." David smiled. "Tells you a lot about a person, wanting to be on top. You know, metaphorically, I'm almost always on top. Everyone else is a buyer, or a tool. Even Mark is a partner, not a superior. But I'll tell you a secret, Lillith. Deep inside of me, part of me wants to let go, and let someone else be above me. Part of me wants to be dominated, by just one person." David smiled here, and gestured towards the line, "Now, Mark will never let you be on top. He's addicted to power. But me, I'll let you be on top. I'll worship you like the goddess you are. And my subservience will mean something, because unlike the pitiful boys whom you torment just by dressing the way you do, I have a great deal of power."

David leaned back, trying not to let his shock show. He had not meant to say so much.

But the truth was, she was right.

She did make him shudder, deep inside.

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