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The Self-Entitled God of Love

A Story Every Day in 2024 August 31st 244/366

By Rachel DeemingPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 2 min read
The Self-Entitled God of Love
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Secret interview transcript with the self-entitled God of Love

- So, when did you first discover you had this power over others?

- At high school, when the head of the cheerleading team agreed to go to prom with me.

- And how did you persuade her?

- You know, I just stared at her a lot in Chemistry until she felt the power of my desire burning - is that the right word? Penetrating? Permeating? I mean, no mark was left. She wasn't scarred or anything. She was just convinced that I was the person for her. Nothing seedy about it, just pure unadulterated love heading her way. (wistfully) Lucky girl.

- Wow. And she never knew?

- No. Although she'll know if she reads this now! (chuckling to himself)

- So, when was the next time you used it?

- Well, I was a horny teenager, so I used it a lot in those years. I won't go into detail and I was always respectful with it.

- Mmmm, I see.

- And then, after I managed to gain the woman of my dreams, my beloved Marcia, I thought I should probably use it for good.

- Noble of you.

- Thanks. That's when I was employed by the CEOs of companies to win over their employees. I'd honed my craft to be able to help others with their desires, like a modern day Cupid, minus nakedness and weapon and made harmonious work environments for everyone.

- Wasn't there some scandal about exploitation of workers surrounding some of those companies?

- Well, it was suggested but I soon put that right with some judicious lovemaking in the right places.

- I see. You wooed them into submission.

- Exactly.

- And now? What does the future hold for you and your unsuspecting victims?

- Victims? Strange choice of word. You know, suddenly, I'm not feeling the love in this interview.

- No?

- Luckily, I can soon rectify that. You need to be loved up.

- I don't!

- I disagree. Love is coming your way! Prepare yourself!

- But I don't want...!

- Too late!

- (dazed) Where were we?

- I think you were just about to tell me how wonderful I was.

- Yes, that was it. Wonderful, wonderful you.

- You better believe it. That's love in action.

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365 words

Inspired by the Epic Beginnings challenge which has now come to an end but, you know, when the idea hits you, you have to run with it.

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    Written by Rachel Deeming