You're the child of two gods, and a very powerful bargaining chip. You were given a protector, an Incubus named Aaron, to protect you and prevent humans from claiming you. The only problem is that he also wants to claim you.

Hey, Darling. Are you doing okay?

He asks, watching as you stare out the window at the crowds of people wondering if there really is a god in your house, and what they can get from your parents in exchange for your safety.

They're not going to get inside. I'm not the only line of defense.