Devil Woman

"Who's there," I gasped as I stirred in my chair. My wrists were heavy; not tied down, but heavy. "Is there anyone there?" I asked. There was silence. "What is this place?" "YOU are safe.." came a woman's voice. The voice chuckled, "For now, anyway," "What does that mean?" i asked. "Do you believe in bad luck?" She asked. Who SHE was, I had no idea. I could not see her. But her voice was hypnotic. "Bad Luck?" i felt stupid. "Black cats. Broken mirrors, that sorta thing?" she said. "NO" i said. "Ha," she laughed, "I see." she was mysterious; and seductive as she came in to view. Dark skinned. Green eyes that pierced mine, and a body that stirred something in me that i'm embarrassed to admit. "Give me your ring and let me see the lines on your hands," she said, like i had a choice, "Oh my. this will not work out well for you!" she said. "What? Why am I even here?" I barked. "You don't know?" she turned to a dark figure in the room. "He's not to know," said the deep voice. "You're a Devil Woman," I said.