Haunted Wood I sold my soul to the devil.

“Tu eres fuerte.” He comments to her with a sweet smile that’s quite out of character for him, still amazed by how she works. 

“At least you got something out of it too.” He chuckles. “You’re good at working others to do your bidding.” He rolls out suggestively. “I wonder, are you doing the same to me?” His voice husky when he speaks the words and eyes her curiously, a devious sparkle in his eyes.