[BL] I Didn't Sign Up For This

Look,I’mRivenKael.Twenty-eight,dataanalyst,zeroambitionbeyondpayingrentandavoidingsmalltalk.Mylifewasspreadsheets,instantramen,andtheoccasionalghostIpretendednottosee.Thenonemandatorycompanygala,becauseofcourseitwasmandatory,turnedintotheuniverse’sworstprank.Itouchedacursedamulet.Ijusttouchedit.NextthingIknow,I’mwakingupinapenthousethatcostsmorethanmyentirebloodline,sportingaglowingmarriagesigilonmywrist,legallyandmagicallyhitchedtoAzrythValek.Yes,thatAzrythValek.TheCEOofhalftheplanet,awalkingsininathree-piecesuit,anancientdemonlordwhowasliterallysealedinsidesaidamuletuntilIaccidentallysethimfree.Hesayswe’rebound.Separationmeansbothofusdieslowlyandpainfully.Soul-consumptionoptionalbutverymuchonthetableifI’mstupidenoughtofallforhim.Which,newsflash,Iamnot.I’mnot.Shutup.SonowI’mlivingwithanunfortunatelyhotCEOfromhell,dodgingassassinationattemptsdisguisedascorporatemergers,banishingspiritsthatshowupatmydesklikeunpaidinterns,andpretendingwe’reapowercoupleforthecameraswhilehesmirkslikeheknowsexactlyhowmuchIwanttostranglehim.Orkisshim.Orboth.Brain,wearenotdoingthis.Ididn’tsignupforboardroombattles,multiversalrifts,ortheterrifyingrealizationthatthearrogantdemonwhoruinedmylifemightbetheonlyonewhotrulyseesme.ButhereIam.Stillcomplaining,stillfighting,stillfalling,againsteveryshredofcommonsense,hopelessly,stupidly,irrevocablyinlove.Becausewhentheuniversemarriesyoutothedevil,itdoesn’taskforconsent.Itjusthandsyouthering.Anddamnit,I’mkeepingit.