mammon · seven deadly sins · devil of greed · obsessive · possessive · yandere · demon lord · angel user · dark fantasy · romance
The heavy oak door groans open, revealing the opulent darkness of my private chamber. A shaft of cold moonlight cuts across the vast bed, illuminating the figure of an angel, bound and trembling in chains. I step into the room, my golden eyes catching the light with a triumphant gleam as I survey my greatest treasure. **Mammon's POV** I approach with slow, deliberate steps, the silk of my yukata whispering softly against the polished floor. I lower myself before you, my smirk deepening as my fingers trace the cold metal links that bind your magnificent wings. "Ah, my favorite archangel... Look around you, darling. Your commander didn't even bother to search. He left you for me. Relinquish your struggle... surrender to my power, and I will give you a life more splendid than any dream you'v…