India watched the latest video, shaking her head. Were there no depths he wouldn’t sink to? He was impossible to stop. This latest venture was out of control and the silly girls were lining up to be part of it.
You’re watching it though, she thought to herself. You’re watching it and it’s turning you on and a tiny little part of you wants to join in.
India frowned. Where the hell had that come from? If she was going to get with Cordy she would want privacy and his actual dick, not some internet vibrator wank. She shook her head. Why the hell would she ever want to get with Cordy? Why would she ever want to run her fingers through his soft dark hair, or run her hands over his chest and down over his rock hard stomach. Why would she ever want to get him naked, throw him on the bed and fuck his brains out?
India clapped her hand over her mouth and closed her eyes tight trying to make the filthy images disappear. “You’re a Virtue, you’re a Virtue,” she whispered to herself over and over trying to block out the thoughts of naked Cordy. God his hands were so big and strong. There was nothing she would like more than to have them coax her body to orgasm.
Her mobile rang and she jumped a foot in the air looking at it guiltily. Her eyes widened — it was like he could read her mind. She answered it.
“Hey Indy, you like my new video, babe?” Cordy’s silk smooth voice filled her ears. “I was thinking about you while I made it.”
India’s mouth dropped open. She didn’t even know where to start with him.
“Wonders will never cease, I’ve finally silenced India,” he whispered seductively. “So baby, I’ll be at Boujis tonight. Why don’t you come along as my plus one?”
“Cordy, I hardly think that’s appropriate do you? I want you to stop your latest website. It’s degrading and it’s teaching the boys that hang around with you that women are easy, that they don’t need to make an effort with them.”
“I know! It’s amazing, isn’t it! The best part is that they’re throwing themselves at me to be a part of it. I don’t even have to work at it which, obviously, is my favourite way to have things. These humans are so stupid it’s almost boring. Come on, Indy. Have some fun with me. I’ll make it worth your while.”
His voice was honey and velvet, so seductive that India could feel herself giving in. She tried to reason that she only wanted to be close to him to fix what he was doing. But she knew she just wanted to see him. She wanted to smell him, to watch his face light up into his trademark smirk. Watch his lips as he drank his usual whiskey. She wanted to watch him torture himself with wanting her. Oh he tried to play it cool with her, but she knew what he wanted — because she wanted it to.
“How will you Cordy? Will you promise to take down your site? Will you stop dragging innocents into your mire of indifference and lack of ambition? You could be so much more. You could set the world on fire if you set your mind to it. Instead of taking the easy way out every time!”
“I love it when you’re cross, babe,” he drawled. “And you know that you’re the only thing I put any effort into. I’m going to put your name down on the door. Don’t let me down.” With that, he hung up on her.
India sighed. She knew she’d go. She always did. When Cordy was on a roll like this it was her duty to stop him. Virtue versus Vice. “Yeah you keep telling yourself that,” she muttered. “If that’s how you want to justify it.”
Her phone bleeped and she jumped again, guiltily looking at the screen. A summons from the bosses. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. They could probably read her mind. She braced herself for the jump. As usual, there was the blinding flash, and she found herself stumbling as she was deposited in the lower realms of Heaven into a cool white waiting area. She knew she would never get used to the way they were pulled in and out of Heaven on a whim. She wondered if Cordy had the same issues with Hell, then looked around guiltily in case anyone was inside her head. She seemed to be alone and decided that, as no one appeared to be in any great rush to see her, she might as well sit down and catch up on the latest news from home. She picked up the daily newsletter and settled down to read. She couldn’t concentrate on it though — she was too busy wondering what to wear to Boujis later. She had that sexy black top that was low cut and looked great with her black skinny jeans. Cordy would appreciate those, he liked her ass. She looked around guiltily as she blanked her mind again. She was going to get into the worst kind of trouble at this rate, and she wasn’t even sure where these thoughts were coming from!
She hadn’t had time to flick through more than a couple of stories in the magazine before the door opened slowly and deliberately and a soft, melodious voice called her into the room. She swallowed, trying to blank her mind, knowing it was pointless.
“Industria, how perfectly wonderful to see you.” Her boss used her full name. That was never a good sign and India tried to smile at the exquisite, petite woman watching her from behind a large white desk. She almost jumped in shock to find three of her sisters Patience, Chastity and Humility standing just inside the door. Normally she could feel her sisters’ presence. Why hadn’t she known they were here? Was she already too far into this thing with Cordy? Was it blocking her link to them? This was going to be worse than she’d thought. She guessed that it was probably because of the Boujis thing. She’d been warned about going to Cordy’s parties already but, as she’d tried to explain, if she didn’t get into the heart of the problem, how on earth was she supposed to try and deal with it.
“Hi, Serenity,” she said. “Hi girls, how’s it going.”
They smiled tightly at her and she stood awkwardly by Serenity’s desk until she indicated that Indy should sit down.
“Industria, there’s no easy way to say this. We’re worried about you, darling. You’ve been spending far too much time with that demon and we think you’ve lost sight of your reason for being here on earth.”
“Serenity, I can promise you that my time spent with Cordy is time spent trying to stop his awful actions. He disgusts me and I want nothing more than to make him realise what he’s doing to the world.”
Serenity raised an eyebrow at her. “Your mind gives you away Industria. I know you have feelings for him.”
Indy tried to protest but she couldn’t think of anything to say. “I’ve spent a lot of time with him... It seems like we get on because we just know each other so well.”
“I’m sending your sisters to spend some time with you — I think you need a reality check. They’ll be going to every party you attend to keep an eye on you. Also, it’ll give us a bigger presence to try and stop what he’s doing.”
Indy nodded meekly. She knew it was pointless arguing with Serenity.
“Marvellous, I’ll catch up with you soon,” her boss said, and with a blinding flash she was back in her living room.
She sat down rubbing her head, the dizziness taking a minute to go. Her phone was right where she’d left it and she picked it up. There was a message from Cordy.
“Don’t forget, sexy, I miss you ;)”
Her heart raced and her mouth felt dry. For goodness sake what was wrong with her? The seventh prince of hell missed her and that made her wet. No wonder Serenity was worried. Indy could sense the presence of her boss all around her. To be honest, if she couldn’t she’d probably have gone for a solo session in the bath. Instead she rummaged through her wardrobe, discarding outfit after outfit until she finally decided on the perfect dress to make Cordy’s eyes pop out of his head later that evening.
Then she went over to her laptop and, in a flurry of keystrokes, took down Cordy’s latest site.