My Wives are Beautiful Demons

128  Survivor of Domestic Demon Terror

The kitchen, once a refuge of domestic peace for Felicia, now seemed like the set of a surreal film.

The demon woman before her radiated an unyielding confidence and an aura of power that made Felicia's breath catch in her chest. But Felicia was stubborn, and even in the face of absurdity, she refused to back down.

"A meteor. On the Vatican," Felicia repeated, her voice dripping with incredulity. She pointed an accusatory finger at Sapphire. "You're telling me you launched a meteor at the heart of Christianity? Like that's a normal thing for someone to do?!"

Sapphire shrugged, as if accused of something trivial. "There was a good reason," she said, casually inspecting her flawless nails. "They were being annoying. Patience isn't exactly my strongest virtue, you know."

Felicia felt her face flush with a mix of shock and anger. "Annoying?! You destroyed a historical landmark and threw millions into a panic because you were irritated?!" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Yes," Sapphire replied, her tone disinterested, as if the question was superfluous. "And it was highly effective."

Felicia opened her mouth to respond, but then closed it again, her mind struggling to find logic in all of this. Suddenly, she noticed something—Sapphire was stepping closer to her, her eyes gleaming with a disconcerting intensity.

"You're fascinating, Felicia," Sapphire murmured, leaning slightly forward. "You could be... useful."

"Useful?" Felicia took a step back, her gaze darting between the exit and the imposing figure before her. "I am not part of your... I don't know, demon world domination plan or whatever this is! I just want to make my dinner and get on with my normal life! Is that too much to ask?!"

Sapphire tilted her head, her horns glinting under the kitchen light. "A normal life? You're an unemployed housewife who can't even land a job. You call that normal?" Before Felicia could protest, Sapphire snapped her fingers, and Felicia felt the world spin.

"What the—?!" was all she managed to say before being hoisted into the air like a sack of potatoes. Sapphire slung her over her shoulder with humiliating ease.

"Hey! Put me down right now!" Felicia shouted, pounding uselessly on the demon woman's back. "I'm not a bag of flour, you lunatic!"

"Silence, insolent human," Sapphire replied, opening the house door with a casual flick. "We're going somewhere more appropriate for this conversation."

Before Felicia could scream again, Sapphire leapt into the air, and the wind instantly swallowed any insults Felicia had prepared. The view around her blurred into a chaotic mix of lights and shadows as Sapphire soared over the city with supernatural grace.

"This can't be happening! This can't be happening!" Felicia repeated to herself, her voice fragmented by the rushing wind.

"Vergil, I'm going to kill you!" she screamed internally.

Eventually, Sapphire landed on the roof of a colossal building. The structure gleamed with a luminous logo: Agares Corporation.

Setting Felicia down with casual disdain, Sapphire crossed her arms, clearly pleased.

"Welcome to my humble company," she announced with a mischievous smile. "Here we can talk without trivial interruptions."

Felicia staggered, trying to regain her balance and composure. "Without interruptions?! You just kidnapped me! Do you know that's a crime? Or do human laws not apply to demon queens?"

19:03

Sapphire let out a low laugh. "You're learning."

"Great. So, what do you want from me? And don't say something vague like 'to be useful,' because, honestly, I'd rather the next meteor hit me."

Sapphire raised an eyebrow. "Careful what you wish for."

Felicia huffed. "You know, you might be big, bad, and full of power, but I'm not someone who intimidates easily. Maybe you kidnapped the wrong person, because I—"

Before Felicia could finish, Sapphire cut her off with an impatient gesture. "Enough. If you're so fearless, let's test that."

"Test how—" Felicia began, but the world turned upside down as Sapphire grabbed her by the collar.

"Oh no, no, no!" Felicia screamed, flailing her arms. "What are you doing?!"

"I wonder," Sapphire said thoughtfully, as if pondering the weather, "how long your resolve lasts under real pressure."

With a casual motion, Sapphire threw Felicia off the building.

Felicia's scream tore through the air. The wind engulfed her as she plummeted, the floors flashing past in a blurred streak. The world seemed to move in slow motion, each second more terrifying than the last.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU PSYCHOPATH!" Felicia bellowed, grasping desperately at nothing.

When it seemed like death was inevitable, Felicia stopped. Literally. Just a few meters from the ground, she hovered, surrounded by a glowing energy. Sapphire appeared beside her, floating gracefully, with a smile that was almost affectionate.

"See?" Sapphire said. "You're still alive. It wasn't so bad, was it?"

Felicia was pale, her eyes wide, and her breathing ragged. "You're... completely... insane!"

Sapphire tilted her head. "Maybe. But at least now I know you've got guts."

Felicia finally regained a bit of control over her voice, pointing a trembling finger at Sapphire. "That's not guts; it's survival instinct! And I'm still processing the fact that you're responsible for all this!"

"Yes," Sapphire admitted with a satisfied smile. "And this is just the beginning. Now, you work for me."

Present Day...

"And that's what happened," Felicia said calmly, though her voice still carried a slight tension. "That... insane woman kidnapped me. Carried me through the sky like I was some cheap shopping bag. Dragged me to the top of a massive building, had the audacity to call me 'useful,' and then threw me off the damn roof as if it were some sort of joke. A joke!" She paused, taking a sip of her tea and glaring at the pair. "And you're both laughing about it."

Katharina couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter, throwing her head back, her red hair bouncing with the motion. "She really... threw you... off the building? Oh, that's so my mother. HAHAHA!"

Vergil, on the other hand, was struggling to maintain his composure, but his lips twitched. He raised a hand to his face, trying to stifle the laugh that inevitably escaped.

"Mother... You're telling me Sapphire kidnapped you and then used you as... a courage test? That's almost... almost unbelievable... Pfff... Welcome... to... HAHAHAHA THE GROUP HAHAHA!" He couldn't finish the sentence without laughing, the sound echoing through the room—after all, he'd been kidnapped by Sapphire too.

Felicia narrowed her eyes at them. "I'm serious. And the most irritating part? She genuinely believed it was, somehow, an educational test. Like throwing me off a building was supposed to teach me about... I don't know, courage or instincts."

Katharina wiped a tear from her eye from laughing so hard. "That's my mother for you. Always over-the-top with the theatrics. You should've seen what she did when I told her I was marrying Vergil. Vergil mocked her to get away with it. She had to accept him as a disciple just to make sure everything was fine."

Felicia stared at Katharina, incredulous. "And this is normal for you? Your mother threatening to destroy... entire geographies on a whim?"

Katharina shrugged, an amused smile still playing on her lips. "It's her way of showing love. Dramatic, I know, but effective." She leaned forward, her green eyes sparkling with amusement. "But Felicia, it seems like you held your own. My mother doesn't go easy on anyone in her 'lessons.' Considering you're here now, drinking wine and complaining about her, I'd say you earned a few points in her book."

"Oh, what an honor," Felicia retorted sarcastically, setting her teacup down on the saucer. "I should make a plaque that says, 'Survivor of Domestic Demon Terror.' Maybe hang it on the wall."

Vergil finally managed to stop laughing, though there was still a playful glint in his eyes. "You have to understand, Mother. Sapphire is... peculiar. She sees the world through a very different lens. After all, she has a few decades of experience. If she put you through that... experience, it's because she respects you in some way."

"Respect?!" Felicia exploded, leaning forward. "Vergil, she threw me off a building to hire me as an administrator for her company. Literally! And that's what she calls respect?"

"It's a bit extreme," Vergil admitted, raising his hands in a placating gesture. "But for her, yes. Sapphire doesn't waste time on people she considers useless. If she wanted to 'test' you, it means she sees something in you."

Felicia crossed her arms, refusing to be convinced. "Well, she has a very peculiar way of showing it."

Katharina, still smiling, gave Felicia a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Don't worry. My mother may be intimidating, but she's fair. If she says you're useful, she truly believes it. And considering how you handled everything without passing out... you've got more courage than you give yourself credit for."

Felicia huffed, but there was a flicker of relief in her eyes. "If that's courage, I'd rather not have it. And honestly, I'm still trying to figure out why that woman is so interested in me. I'm just... a mom who wants her kid to live a normal life. I've got nothing to do with demon nobility or whatever."

Vergil gave her a warm smile. "Maybe that's what makes you special. Just ignore it. She probably won't throw you off a building again... I think."

Felicia narrowed her eyes at him, but the warmth in his words was undeniable. "Well, the next time that woman shows up, you can deal with her. I'm out."

"Deal," Katharina said, still chuckling. "But honestly, Mother-in-law, you should feel proud. My mom doesn't care about most people. You've... clearly made an impression."

Felicia sighed, picking up her teacup again. "If that's what making an impression means, I'd rather stay forgotten." She took a sip of her tea, letting the silence hang for a moment before murmuring, "I still can't believe I survived that."

Katharina and Vergil exchanged a knowing glance, a conspiratorial smile creeping across their faces. Felicia noticed and raised an eyebrow. "What now?"

"Nothing," Katharina replied quickly, trying to stifle a laugh. "We're just imagining what she's planning for your next visit."

"Next visit?!" Felicia nearly spilled her tea. "Oh, no way. Next time, I'm locking the door and pretending I'm not home."

This time, all three of them burst into laughter, and for the first time since that surreal encounter, Felicia began to relax.

"Still... she feels so familiar somehow," she thought.