My Wives are Beautiful Demons

Vergil was currently sitting on his bed, or rather their bed, with Katharina on his lap. She was only wearing a black nightgown and was muttering some serious things about…

"Killing that bitch." "Getting revenge on mom!" And more things involving murder. Well, she was furious and ready to kill that woman she had to call mother!

Vergil just played with her, squeezing her waist hard enough to make her squirm. "Kyaa!!!!" She yelped in surprise.

"D-darling?!" She looked confused at Vergil as he kept teasing her waist. "Kyaaa!! S-stop!!" She squirmed on top of him and turned to look deeply into his eyes before hugging him possessively, feeling their emotions interact through the pact.

"Darling! Darling! Darling! I knew it! You love me!" She said, as if surprised. Well, she was, since she had been so focused on plans to kill her mother that she had forgotten about her man, and soon her possessive gaze returned completely to him.

"Oh… you remembered your husband?" Vergil teased, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to his body. "I was missing my Katy," Vergil whispered in her ear, and her body instantly trembled with pleasure.

Her body shivered, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I-I didn't want you playing with my mother like that!! I thought you didn't want me anymore!!!" She said, letting small droplets fall from her smooth jade-like face.

'So cute,' Vergil thought, calmly wiping away her tears and hugging her even tighter, laying her head on his chest.

"Shh, I'm here, okay." He said, stroking her fiery red hair. "No one's going to take you from me… not even your mother."

"Mm," she agreed, feeling the warmth of his embrace, the affection, the love—all of it transmitted through the contract. Katharina quickly calmed down and closed her eyes, enjoying his chest as her pillow.

"Fufufu, she only sleeps like this." He thought as he noticed she had fallen asleep. Vergil looked around and bit his tongue.

"Come out," he said to the wind, and from the place where nothing was, a woman appeared, dressed as a maid… again… another maid!

'Damn… I'm starting to want a maid for myself… and that's dangerous!' Vergil thought, watching how she presented herself. First, she stepped forward quickly and bowed…

Vergil first noticed her appearance: her eyes were reddish, but she was otherwise a simple woman. Nothing really stood out, despite her red horns and very shiny purple hair. As for her chest… well, it didn't really exist.

She was flat as a cutting board… besides that, she was quite short… and barely had any curvy features…

"Greetings, Low-Rank Demon – Vergil Baal. I am Vermeil, personal maid of Lady Ada Baal," she said, maintaining her bow.

"Ada? Did something happen?" Vergil questioned, and Vermeil trembled for a second. Vergil felt an extreme nervousness consume him, enough to raise his voice carefully, making it sound authoritative. "Tell me why you're here," he said, causing the small maid's body to tremble with fear.

'Low-Rank?! Low-Rank my ass!! This man is strong!!' She thought before coughing.

Cough!

"I came to deliver a message personally sent by Lady Ada," Vermeil said as she raised her hand and read… a note she had scribbled with a pen on the palm of her hand…

Vergil looked at it and almost melted upon seeing a maid, who was supposed to be competent, reading from her own hand…

'E-even demons have memory problems…' he thought…

"As I said earlier, I came to deliver Lady Ada's message," Vermeil said, embarrassed, after hiding her hands behind her back…

"Dear Vergil, my crazy mother is eager to kill you and break our contract. Unfortunately, I won't be able to see you for a long time. At this moment, I am locked away in Baal Castle, and I have been promised in marriage to someone I don't know," Vermeil relayed…

Vergil's body went rigid… The words 'Locked away and Promised' began to echo in his head as his entire being started to burn…

The once calm atmosphere fused with his shifting personality, the air growing heavier, almost suffocating, as if the very space around him was reacting to his rising fury.

His shoulders began to tremble, but not from exhaustion or fear… It was pure rage.

He fixed his gaze on Vermeil, his once relaxed and warm eyes now glowing with a dangerous intensity.

The small maid felt the weight of the atmosphere change abruptly, and her body shrank instinctively.

The pressure of Vergil's aura filled the room. The oppressive force emanating from him was unmistakable. She didn't understand what had happened, how could she?

Katharina, who had been peacefully asleep on Vergil's chest, began to stir, sensing the impending storm within her man's heart.

"What did you say?" Vergil murmured, his voice low, but the small whisper sent the maid plunging into absolute fear, every inch of her being trembling.
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"I–" The maid tried to speak, but the words stuck in her throat.

He clenched his fists, veins bulging in his arms. The walls and floor began to crack, small fissures spreading around the bed, as if reality itself was being forced to bend under the pressure he was exerting.

Vermeil instinctively stepped back, trembling in fear. "L-Lord Vergil, p-please… I'm just the messenger…" her voice came out in a trembling whisper.

"Do you think that matters?!" Vergil roared, his voice finally exploding with a fury that made the walls of the room tremble.

Katharina woke up with a start, her eyes wide as she watched the man she loved overflowing with a rare fury.

'What?!!' Her instincts immediately made her retreat slightly, but she knew she had to calm him down.

Vergil stood up, lifting Katharina off his lap, rising slowly as Vermeil barely managed to stand.

"She's locked away… promised to another man…" he repeated, his words dripping with hatred. "Who dares imprison Ada, who dares to try and break our contract?!"

Vergil's body began to radiate energy, a dark and violent aura that enveloped every inch of the room, the shadows on the walls seemed to writhe and dance to the rhythm of his rage. He raised his hand and, with a simple movement, a blast of power made the windows tremble, almost shattering, the force cutting across the room where the maid stood, nearly slashing her face, but she quickly ducked...

Moments later… half of the house's ceiling collapsed with just one blow.

"Vergil!" Katharina finally got up, trying to reach him. She didn't fully understand what was happening, but she needed to stop him! She ran and grabbed his hand, which was being raised to deliver another attack as debris fell around them.

He looked at her, his eyes still blazing with fury, but for a brief moment, she saw a flicker of control return. However, his body was still trembling, his breathing heavy, and he seemed to be on the verge of losing control completely.

Vermeil, kneeling, tried not to draw attention to herself. "Lady Ada was forced, my lord… She had no choice. They locked her up in the castle, and there's a barrier preventing anyone from rescuing her."

"Damn it." Vergil bit his tongue as he lowered his hand, noticing the way Katharina was looking at him.

"Take me to the damn demon world," he ordered Vermeil. "I-I can't, my lord..." she stammered in response.

Katharina, now standing beside him, gripped his arm tightly, pulling him to face her directly. "If you go now… you'll be killed the moment you step foot in Baal's castle. Enough." She spoke seriously, all her usual playfulness gone, looking at him in a way he had never seen before…

'Is she… scared?' Vergil saw the visible trembling in her expression.

He let out a low growl, turning sharply and punching the wall with all his strength. A massive hole formed, cracking the structure all the way to the already collapsing ceiling. "I can't… let this happen…" he muttered, his voice lower now, but still seething with rage.

Vergil closed his eyes, trying to control his breathing, as the warmth of Katharina's body slowly helped to calm him. After a long moment, he finally relaxed a bit, his aura diminishing, and the room returning to its normal state.

"Stand up." Vermeil, still kneeling on the floor, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood. "Y-Yes, sir," she said, standing at attention like a soldier.

"Tell your mistress," he said, with a calm yet deadly voice, "that I will come for her. And anyone who tries to stop me will face the consequences."

Vermeil only nodded frantically before disappearing like a shadow, leaving the room in heavy silence.

Katharina quickly hugged him... "You scared me..." she said as tears streamed down her face. "I'm sorry," he said, gently stroking her hair.

It was the second time he had made her cry…

…

"That aura was..." Novah remarked as she poured wine for Sapphire, who was lying on a lounge chair soaking up the sun by the pool.

"The boy," Sapphire said, smiling menacingly like a shark, "This is going to be fun…" she muttered.

It was clear she had heard everything that had happened… She was still the most terrifying being alive…

"But he might really die if he tries to mess with that lunatic with the swords…" she said, laughing even harder, after all… "I'm expecting something interesting…"

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<Author's Note>

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