My Wives are Beautiful Demons

"Okay, okay! You're not the same. I take back what I said!" He rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

"But that still doesn't explain what the hell is going on here!" Vergil exploded, frustration overflowing in his voice. He was at the edge of his patience, the pieces of the puzzle starting to fit, but the confusion only grew.

"Oh, sorry, it's still your fault anyway," Felicia replied with a sarcastic smile, looking at Vergil as if it were obvious.

"MY FAULT?! YOU ALMOST DESTROYED LOS ANGELES!" Vergil shouted, his voice echoing through the room, rage plastered on his face. He was fed up with the situation, the mess, and the destruction around him. How was all of this happening? What the hell was happening to his mother and Sapphire?

Felicia shrugged as if he were complaining about something trivial. "It's your fault for breaking the seal on my diary," she said with the utmost nonchalance, as if that was a valid explanation.

"Seal?" Vergil furrowed his brow, confused. "What seal?"

"Oh, right," Felicia started, making a theatrical grimace. "Well, I had to hold back all my power to create you in peace. You know, so I wouldn't cause a disaster. But... now that you've figured everything out, there's not much to be done. You woke the monster, and now the beast is loose." She shrugged again, as if that were a simple solution. "I even asked this huge ogre disguised as a woman to stay secret, but, of course, she had to start a fight, and that's where we are now."

Vergil stared at her in disbelief, trying to process what he had just heard. "You... created all of this? The seal... the diary... you did all of that to keep me a secret?" His voice wavered between astonishment and indignation. How had he never known about this? How had she done all of this behind his back?Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Felicia looked at him with a false expression of sympathy, almost as if explaining something very simple. "Oh, darling, I just did what needed to be done. Secrets are a necessary evil, you know how it is. And now, everything's out of control... because of you." She laughed softly, dismissively. "But what does it matter? It's already done."

Sapphire was almost beside herself, her body vibrating with rage. The tension inside her was palpable, a burning flame consuming every cell of her being. Not just because she was being unjustly accused, but because her friend, the woman who had betrayed her trust and disappeared for years, was standing right there before her. Not only was she the mother of the man she had chosen, but the most unbearable thing...

SHE WAS STILL AS STRONG AS EVER!

And the worst of it all was that, despite all the pain and lost time, Felicia was there, with the same power as always, without even trying. Without even training, as if strength were a gift from afar. This was unbearable for Sapphire.

She forced herself to breathe deeply, trying to control the fury that consumed her. The hatred, the betrayal, the disgust—all mixed in her chest. But there was something more, something deeper, a feeling she didn't want to recognize, but couldn't ignore. The woman before her, her eternal rival, the only one she had truly respected, was back. And that meant the balance of power between them had never changed. Felicia was still a real threat, and that wounded Sapphire's pride in ways she never imagined possible.

"Let's continue," Sapphire yelled, her voice heavy with contempt, but also with a pride that trembled beneath the surface. "I can't accept that you're still as strong as I am." Those words came out as a challenge, not just to Felicia, but to herself. Because deep down, what she couldn't accept, what truly made her writhe, was the fact that her rival, after all these years, still possessed that unshakable strength. And that, to Sapphire, was not just a matter of power, but of honor. The only woman she had ever considered her equal was standing there, before her, as strong as she had always been, without even lifting a finger for it.

Her anger wasn't just directed at Felicia; it was a reflection of the failure of her own pride. The pain of realizing that someone, especially that woman, could remain so formidable without any effort at all ate away at her from the inside. And it made her even more determined.

Because, in the end, she didn't just need to defeat Felicia—she needed to prove to herself that her own strength had its limits, and that she wouldn't be overshadowed so easily.

"Hm? Why? You're much stronger than me," Felicia admitted with a carefree smile, as if discussing a simple game. "I'd love to continue... but the truth is, I've run out of energy."

Sapphire froze, the rage that had been consuming her fading for a moment. How could this be? She had just started, and now she was surrendering? It was hard to believe. Felicia didn't even look tired. She was still standing, her posture immaculate, yet there was something strange about her presence.

"But how...?" Sapphire began, her voice faltering, trying to make sense of what was happening.

Felicia let out a playful chuckle, clearly enjoying Sapphire's evident confusion. "Oh, darling... I haven't trained in a long time. I even delayed my pregnancy for a thousand years to maintain my power, you know? But look, I've lost a lot of my energy. I only used about 20% of my total, and now... it's all gone. And look, you're still a monster, impossible to compete with."

Felicia's words were like a direct blow to Sapphire's pride. The casual way she spoke, as if the entire fight were irrelevant, unsettled Sapphire in a way she never imagined. Felicia was standing there, before her, with the same confidence and strength, but, in reality, she was no longer trying. Everything she had done, everything she had shown, had been just a fraction of what she could offer. She had spent her energy so lightly, and still made Sapphire feel as if she was being defeated.

Sapphire was silent for a moment, the tension between them broken not by Felicia's strength, but by the quiet humiliation she had just received.

She didn't know what to feel: anger, frustration, or simply a deep sadness, seeing that her greatest rival, the one she had always competed with to be the strongest, had just proven that, perhaps, she had always been more powerful than she imagined.

And that... that was destroying her inside.

"But..." Sapphire tried to speak, but the words just wouldn't come. She was incredulous, lost in the whirlwind of emotions and thoughts rushing through her. Before she could gather a response, she felt something approaching. Her body, once tense with fury, suddenly warmed with a feeling of familiarity. Something, or someone, was surrounding her from behind, and a powerful presence began to encircle her.

"My love, you don't need to be sad. I will be strong enough to put you in your place..." Vergil whispered in her ear, his voice soft and protective, making Sapphire's body tremble with the intensity of their connection. The sensation of his presence was like a balm amidst the emotional storm she was facing.

Felicia, who had been watching the scene with a critical eye, immediately noticed something strange. She froze for a moment, a mischievous smile forming on her lips as her words came out with a mix of surprise and disbelief. Read the latest on empire

"Wait... since when are you two... Together?" Felicia asked, her voice full of skepticism, trying to understand what was happening.

Vergil turned slightly to her, his gaze calm but determined. "It's been a week... I don't remember exactly when, but the truth is, I've claimed her. I've taken her completely."

Felicia was left speechless, her mouth opening, not knowing what to say.