Authors Note:
(Well there it is... I know you all have been exciting and waiting so much for the newest chapter. So there it is...
Now I want to thank my newest profreader MadhatRzack to help me to take care of the ideas and even help me to edit some parts of this chapter, which we will edit more in the future.
So yeah... But also don't expect much of this fanfic, since I'm back to college studies, I cannot write more fanfics which has 6k or more per chapter, I passed the whole week working on this chapter. So please don't ask me more until I rest and have a free mind to keep doing it.
Sorry guys, but I need to focus into my own health as well. I have been working so much on my ideas and I have a lot of other fanfics to work on. But I hope you all love this new chapter, and have a great time...
See you then.)
"Of all the craziest things I've ever done in my life, I swear, Maxxin. You'll pay me dearly for getting involved in this shit." A voice had echoed out of the crowd of shouts and roars, causing Moxxie to turn his head and see that behind him, there was an imp who was wearing nothing less than a gray Ushanka with black stripes on the ear flaps, a gray snow jacket, and black pants and snow boots. But much of his clothing was stained with mud and blood.
"I'm glad you came, Sergei. Where are Natasha and Anastasia?" Moxxie asked while wearing what would have been his button-down shirt with a blood-stained bow tie, his face streaked with sweat and mud. He looked exhausted and looked like he urgently needed a drink.
"They're dealing with the Wrathians at 7 o'clock." Sergei pointed, while in the next second, screams of agonizing pain and the sound of explosives could be heard in the direction the imp wearing the snow jacket had pointed.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA, DIE! DIE! YOU BUNCH OF IDIOTS!" A female voice that seemed to be laughing sadistically could be heard a considerable distance away, causing the two imp boys to look at each other in the midst of the general slaughter.
"Natasha." Both Sergei and Moxxie commented and looked in each other's direction.
"Well, it looks like she's having a good time at this festival." Moxxie tried to lift the other imp's mood, but from the look on Sergei's face, he didn't seem to want to be there.
"At least someone's having fun. UGHHHHHHHHAHHHH." Sergei roared as he used all his strength on his pickaxe, and with a diagonal angle, he was able to pierce the neck of an imp who was walking towards them while he was carrying a rope. Without stopping, Sergei used all his strength and managed to penetrate the tip of the pickaxe into the face of another imp, making it connect directly with the brain of his second victim, who had thought it would be a good idea to attack Sergei while he was using his brute strength.
"HOLYSHIT!" Moxxie shouted as Sergei roared like a wild beast, and with all his might, he killed two Wrath Ring imps as if they were mosquitoes. "Wow, no wonder you were named after Magdan's monster. Dedushka would be very proud to know that you killed two imps with one pickaxe blow."
Sergei looked at the bodies on the ground while his eyes were glazed over the scarlet color dripping from his pickaxe. With one movement, he wiped away the bloodstain that was all over his weapon.
"How can you be able to kill two people so easily while you're wearing your snow coat? It's disgustingly hot in here, and you look like you're sweating like a river." Moxxie asked, as he could see that his cousin's sweat was washing away all the blood stains and dirt from his face.
"I'll just take it off when we get back to your place. How long until this competition is over?" Sergei commented as he watched Moxxie pick up his throwing knife, and in the next second, he had ducked as the knife had passed through him and hit the imp behind him directly in the thorax. "We've been in this fucking battle royale for two hours."
Moxxie wiped the sweat from his own face and, walking towards his cousin, sighed as he realized what his cousin was going for.
"Only 10 minutes left, and by the looks of it, Natasha and Anastasia are almost finished with their side." Moxxie replied as she saw that her two cousins were all cheerful, while they were filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood.
"What a fun festival! I can't wait to show up at the next festival. I managed to kill 23, and you, Maxxim?" Natasha commented as she managed to pull out some guts that were stuck to her clothes.
"23? Wow, you went much further than I did. I only killed 14." Moxxie commented as he picked up one of the throwing knives he had thrown at one of his victims. "And you, Anastasia?"
"18. I still say those Siamese twins are worth two." The teenage imp held her ponytail back as she wiped her face with the sleeve of the thespian's T-shirt, who stood next to her. Anastasia smiled smugly at her own sister, who scoffed in response.
"Two heads on one body; it's still one body, Anastasia; you already knew that," Natasha argued, while she was already preparing a bunch of explosives in her pockets.
"Enough, both of you." Sergei paused, while he could see that the noise of the fights had simply subsided and was probably over. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. "At last. I hated being here for a while longer."
"Well, it was fun. Thanks again for spending a few days here, guys." Moxxie commented as he hugged his cousin, who was taken by surprise. But seeing the look on his cousin's face that he wanted to have some family fun, he couldn't help but smile and return the hug.
"Well, since we have a lot of work to do, At least spending a few days visiting you and Auntie would be a good idea," Sergei replied as he unbuttoned his jacket and took off his own Ushanka, revealing his shaggy white hair. And inside his thick jacket was a skinny imp with extreme strength underneath.
"Yeah, group hug." When Natasha and Anastasia saw that their cousins were hugging each other after a great victory, they decided to get together and put an end to the bloody festival, which had left the quintet of imps banned from the festival for five years.
The night in Pride Ring was what many called the scarlet twilight. Every night filled with pentagram moonlight gave it a cruel and tense hue, yet it was considered a beauty filled with blood.
Among the dwellings of the Pride Ring, the mansion known to the Goetia nobility could be seen, while inside the mansion, grunts and squeals of delight could be heard from the four corners of the mansion.
"YES, YES, YES, PLEASE, INSIDE ME, MAKE ME YOURS." The screaming that could be heard was finally silenced when a ferocious, animal-like grunt echoed off the walls.
Inside one of the rooms was the royal bedroom, where the noble couple of the Goetia normally spent their nights fighting, but after just one day, these walls were completely scratched, soiled with white liquid dirt, and the tiles covered in white, yellow, and transparent splashes. The room itself smelled of sex, sweat, and lemon.
After various covers and pillows had been soiled in the most creative ways, at the end, above the mattress, lay what would have been the result of a relationship between a trio of lovers. The sweat and feathers around the bed, and the panting of each of them.
The imp stood between the two women who had made his night the busiest of his life. Between their eyes, he could see that they were both looking at him in the same way that he was looking at them. Their eyes frowned with exhaustion, while their smiles were filled with satisfaction and desire.
The trio were pleased with each other as a triangle, and in this kind of romance, they completed each other in the same way. Each of them had Moxxie's arm underneath them. And inside himself, that fire that had been caused by the drink developed and created by his father, Moxxie, could finally see the fruits of his own passion and desire. And with a satisfied smile, he could see that on his right was the royal swan princess, who had been his business partner for so long.
And with a kiss on each of their foreheads, Moxxie gave himself over to his dreams, waiting for the long rest he had longed for and with dreams that he could be at the side of his wives.
In the middle of the morning, although the sweet rest of the various servants and maids of the Goetia mansion might be short-lived, that day of the year for them was like the best rest time they could have all year.
Knowing that after that particular day, it would be at least three days before the royal Swan could once again create strife due to her husband once again betraying her in the middle of the mansion by calling an imp into her chambers so that they could have their carnal desires satisfied,
But every morning, a pair of imps always show up three hours earlier than the other butlers and cleaners.
"And that's how he ended up with his teeth broken while he was shot to death." An imp commented while wearing a dress with a tear on the abdomen while showing a beautiful print of a fierce animal silhouette on the back of the dress. The cleaning lady with her long, wild hair to the imp, who was wearing her short, white curly hair, while wearing her gray snow jacket with a pentagram print with a Ukrainian flag emblazoned on her shoulders.
"Ugh, fuck Monert. I had warned Uncle Morel that he was a traitor the first time I saw him." The imp shook his head in disappointment, while his companion nodded in agreement. Seeing that there was a plant pot that seemed to be upside down near the door, he picked it up and threw it to the side where all the other plant pots were positioned, and the moment the pot had fallen, it had fallen in an aligned manner, making everything symmetrical.
"Yes, you did warn me, but at least Ruppert found out before our family secrets were exposed." The imp girl said as she opened the door to the employees' entrance that in the room full of metal cabinets and in their proper lockers were their standard uniforms so that they could be worn on a daily basis. Picking up her dress and folding it into a square shape, she simply threw it into the space in the cupboard that made it fit precisely, while she picked up what would be her maid's uniform.
"I'm sorry for your loss, Natasha." The imp replied as he removed his standard jacket and Ushanka, and as he threw them into his closet, both fell precisely onto their respective hangers. And with what would have been the butler's blazer and jacket, the imp unfolded them, and as he threw them into the air, he raised his arms while gravity did the rest, leaving the imp dressed.
"It's okay; he was an idiot. And although seduction would have been a success in our family, I couldn't stand being around that asshole for two hours." Natasha sighed as she consoled herself for the fact that, although she had missed an opportunity, she couldn't deny that she also felt relieved. "We've spent two years and we can't get it back, but I hope the next employee we hire has the utmost decency and at least doesn't make me want to kill him on the spot."
Natasha picked up her hellphone, which she had been checking for a connection, but as they were in a place without access to her cell phone data, the cleaner had to grunt.
"Shit, I need to send an important message to Igor Snortvat. Can you give me the WiFi password again?" Natasha asked as her cousin reached for what would have been a handkerchief to put in his pocket in case of emergencies.
"O, I, Z, S, L,J,T,O,Z,T,S,J,L,L,S,I..." Sergei started typing letters to the point where the cleaning lady kept pressing a lot of buttons on her phone.
"Tetris," Natasha replied as she looked at her cell phone. While the imp was putting on his bow tie and continuing to quote the wifi password,
"J, T, Z, O, J, Z, L, I,I, S, T, O, T, L,Z, S, O, I,J,I,O,Z,S,J,L,O..."
Sergei, you're almost at the top." Natasha commented, as she could tell that something was wrong, but her cousin's smile made her realize that he was doing it on purpose.
"What can I say? I like to live dangerously." The imp butler replied while he could tell that his cousin wasn't enjoying what he was doing at all. "Humph, people who don't know how to live dangerously. Well, moving on, T, I..."
"T-Spin and Tetris, got it." Natasha commented as she seemed to focus on the secret point of the password that was nearing its conclusion. "Two more tetrises, and that's it."
"Z, S, T, J, L, T, J, I..."
"Another T-Spin and another Tetris, okay, almost there." Natasha said, as she was already in the final stages of calculating the password score.
"S, Z, S, L, O, I" Sergei finished getting ready, and as he said the last letter, he saw that his cousin already had the password connected to the mansion's wifi network.
"154623 got it." Natasha concluded as she gazed contentedly at her hellphone, which was directly sending the message to the person she needed to send it to. "Thanks again, Sergei."
"No problem. And don't worry, Natasha, one day you'll manage to seduce one of the Goetias' employees, and so we'll give the responsibility to their children to continue the 300-year plan. According to our uncle, we need to make sure that Princess Octavia Goetia's great-grandson is at the right age so that our decedents can seduce and have a quick affair to create a bastard child." Sergei commented as he put on his butler's clothes, his collar covering his entire neck, and as he put on all his clothes, Sergei cracked his neck.
"I understand the whole plan, Sergei; you don't have to repeat it every time I can't stay in a relationship for long. That's the second time you've told me the plan." Natasha rolled her eyes in the back of her head, showing her dislike of hearing repetition, especially from her cousin. She closed the iron door of her closet as she showed off her appearance. Her long hair was curled into a mess, and her dress was replaced by her standard maid's clothes. "I don't understand why you're not doing this."
"Who says I'm not doing it?" Sergei answered with another question. "I'm selecting what would be the best options for me. I feel that Pride Ring is not the place for me."
"You say." Natasha sighed as she opened the door for them both to walk through the direct entrance to the Goetia mansion.
"Well, it looks like the time has come. Be strong, Sergei." Natasha said as she patted her dear cousin on the back.
"We still have at least three days of calm before the chaos starts here. I'll make sure I don't kill any of them, but I hope at least I won't have a headache when this day is over." Sergei said as he straightened his bow tie and walked towards the royal bedroom, preparing to start the procedure he does every morning. "I want you to take care of the pillows while I clean the floor and water the plants."
"Right," Natasha said as she straightened her cleaning skirt.
The moment they opened the door, both imps stared at what would be the biggest mess; it was as if an orgy had taken place in the middle of the royal bedroom, and head butler Sergei's eyes were twitching as his teeth were gritted in fury.
"By the towers of Tetris, what happened in this room?" Natasha said as she stared in disbelief at all the dirt and the stench of sweat and semen around the room. The smell of what would be sex, sweat, and, strangely, a citrus smell hung in the air.
And in the middle of the bed were the people responsible for causing the filth that would have made the two employees horrified at how dirty the place was.
"Holyshit, this isn't the prince Stolas, but it's princess Stella; she has fallen the same way as the heir, which is why she chose two instead of one imp. Who knew Princess Stella would get so low like her husband?" Sergei commented by seeing the expression of satisfaction of the princess Goetia, who seemed to always be in the worst kind of mood. "Well, maybe then she won't have to get into any more fights, and I won't have to kill her in her sleep, although it's very tempting at the moment."
"Sergei," Natasha commented in a warning tone, making her cousin sigh and change his mind. Within a few seconds, however, Natasha's eyes began to flicker until she noticed something strange. "Doesn't one of these imps look familiar?"
The butler stopped and thought for a few seconds, until he noticed something unusual. Noticing the familiar appearance of what would be a member of his family that he hadn't seen for a few years, the slim build and his iconic haircut and horns made him and the cleaner look at each other with a look of disbelief.
"Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me." Sergei and Natasha said they couldn't help but get furious at just one imp. "MAXXIM."
Both servants of the mansion shouted with such anger, causing the imp lying in the middle of his two wives to quickly open his eyes and wake up as he turned to see what would become of two imps he hadn't imagined meeting after years.
"Natasha, Sergei? Что ты здесь делаешь? (What are you doing here?)" Moxxie blinked as he used his family's language to ask, not remembering a very important fact.
" МИ ЗАПИТАЛИ, ЩО ВИ РОБИТЕ, КОРОЛИВШИ СЕКС У КОРОЛІВСЬКІЙ СПАЛЬНІ ГОЕТІЯ? (WE ASKED, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HAVING A SEX ROYAL BEDROOM OF THE GOETIAS?)" Both Sergei and Natasha shouted, causing the women in the bed to wake up from their screaming.
"Ughh, what's going on?" Millie asked, as she felt all achy after being woken up from a wonderful night.
"Quiet, I'm trying to sleep." Stella said, but when she opened her eyes and saw that she was being seen naked in front of her servants, she was furious. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BOTH DOING HERE? YOU S..."
click
The unusual sound was enough to make the princess have her eyes widen open awake from seeing something that she never thought it would see for the first time.
A celestial gun was aimed directly at her face.
Stella woke up as she realized that she had better shut up. It was one thing that she was sore from finally having a wonderful night, but she hadn't woken up perfectly, and if she was shot by that gun, she would undoubtedly die.
"WOA, Sergei. "Calm down. There is a reasonable explanation here." Moxxie noticed that Sergei seemed to be not smiling and had his sparkle on his eyes, saying that he was almost willing to kill Stella on the spot. It was best for him to intervene in the middle before tragedy struck.
"Максиме, ви знаєте, що дядько Джвроік десятиліттями був головним дворецьким цієї родини, а ми все життя надавали послуги від імені родини Морозових. (Maxxim, you know that Uncle Jvroic has been the head butler of this family for decades, and we've been offering services on behalf of the Morozov family all our lives.) " Natasha commented using her Ukrainian language as she approached and, with her strength, lifted her cousin, even though he was naked. She decided to pull him up and take him with her. "WE GOTTA TALK, NOW."
"Hold on, Natasha; calm down, ouch. Okay, wait, I'm going. I'm going." Moxxie said as he was pulled by his cousin, who had taken him straight to what would be a door leading directly to the Goetias' royal clothes closet.
Sergei took one more look at what would be the two women who had had a carnal evening with one of his family members, and although Sergei wanted so badly to shoot someone right then, he couldn't ignore the fact that he urgently needed to speak to his cousin.
"Oh, fuck it." Sergei said as he put his gun away and went straight to the closet, where he could see that Natasha and Maxxim were in an argument at that moment.
While the trio of cousins were in the closet after seeing what would be one of the biggest scandals concerning the most renowned imp family in the 7 rings, the duo of women in the middle of the bed were on the verge of going into battle mode.
However, there was one small thing that prevented the two wives from kicking down the closet door and attacking the two imps who had forced their husband inside in the midst of their argument.
"Fuck, I can't move my legs properly." Millie said, as she was completely worn out.
"It's the effect of the potion." Stella said as she tried to stand up, but the sweat on her face was enough to tell that she was completely exhausted, as was the imp next to her. "Although the potion can recover us well, the fact that we spent a good part of our afternoon yesterday fighting each other, and at the end of the day we were having sex like a bunch of animals... although this is the first time this has happened to me, I've only heard about it in stories or reports..."
"Stella, focus." Millie kept snapping her fingers, causing the goose princess's pleased face and smile to be wiped away, and she came to her senses.
"Oh right, I know that normally I would recover more quickly, but yesterday I never had that experience, so I think it will take me at least an hour to recover my energy." Stella confessed as she struggled to get up, and with the utmost effort, she also managed to grab Millie from the bed, and together they walked towards the closet door.
"Can't you throw a fireball to blow up the door so we can get in?" Millie asked as she tried to see what kind of weapon would be enough to help protect her husband.
"I'd like to, but the explosion could both hit Moxxie, who's near them. As well as my clothes, which I wouldn't want to be burned." Stella pointed out both facts, which made the imp next to her open her mouth to reply, but she couldn't go against the facts.
"Right, let's at least hear what they're saying." Millie commented as she stood near the door, and just like the princess of the Goetia family, they both began to hear the words clearly, but not in the way they had imagined. "Good, they're speaking in their native language. I'm still not used to separating Russian from Ukrainian."
"Leave it to me." Stella commented as, with her hand still creating a pink flame, she wrote some small letters and a pentagram on the door, which was enough to get the whole area converted into their language.
Millie looked at Stella in surprise, at which the swan princess completely smiled smugly.
"You have no idea how much inferior sinners wanted to scam me by trying to speak another language, so I used these magic runes to make sure that I could understand them, and then I could find reasons to punish them for trying to scam me." Stella smiled as she let herself be near the door.
Millie remained quiet, and then she proceeded to simply shrug herself before being nearby the door as well and simply follow the princess example and hear the conversation from the other side of the door.
"WE ARE NOT HOMEWRECKERS, MAXXIM; EVEN WE HAVE A LINE WE DON'T CROSS." The shout that seemed to be Sergei's was what made the two women stare in surprise at the butler's outburst, until he said a sentence that couldn't be said. "And of all people, you had to choose the jackass of Princess Stella Goetia."
Gasp
Both Millie and Stella stared in amazement at the fact that only one word had been said.
"He just said the word with a J. Is he suicidal?" Millie asked as she looked at Princess Stella, and the Goetia noblewoman was about to answer.
TUND
The sound of what would have been the impact of someone being thrown through the door was enough to answer Millie.
"Apparently Moxxie still hates people who use the J-word... You being his wife, have you ever seen him perform a brutal act on the person who said it?" Stella commented as she remembered the time when the thespian was always courteous and kind, but anyone who said that word to him with the intention of insulting him always had terrible consequences.
"Of course, Moxxie always told me that his whole family hates that word. And anyone who said it to them was the same."
"As asking for their own death." Both of Moxxie's wives said this at the same time while they could hear Moxxie furiously shouting from the other side of the door.
"One of our first missions had been a mess; we'd thought the victim was someone else and ended up accidentally shooting a child... We had to take her to the hospital and perform surgery. Millie commented on the story as she remembered every detail of what had happened. "When the child woke up, he kept insulting each of us at work, and Moxxie felt a bit hurt... But when that child said the word with J, I've never seen Moxxie act so coldly. He simply picked up the child. He threw it through the window and shot the child with a shotgun without a shred of remorse or pity."
Stella looked at Millie in horror, but she was surprised by just one small detail.
"And you didn't break his fingers while he was throwing her through the window?" Stella asked, causing the imp to stop and think... "Well, there was this one time when a sinner customer was having lemonade with us and we were making at least 20 souls in an hour, which was usually a very busy day in those days. I'll never forget it... Then, as everything was going well, somehow or for some strange reason, he started wanting to demand more from Moxxie, but as Moxxie refused, that sinner had the idea of calling him the word with a J."
"Oh boy." Millie could only imagine how Moxxie must have reacted at that moment. "How did that word with a J become an insult so much worse than any other?"
"It's his family's culture." Stella replied. "He'd told me that his uncle and grandfather had always been best friends, and since one of them always called anyone the word with a J, he made a point of saying that that word was the worst insult anyone in the family could have. To say that his mother was a prostitute was simply a compliment compared to what that J-word would be. So much so that Moxxie's family would rather die than be called that word."
"Ohhh, so that explains why Moxxie always hated anyone who called others that word, because he knows that if they ever called him that, he would just go beserk and kill that person." Millie understood as she received a confirmation from Princess Stella. "Speaking of which, what happened to that customer?"
"Moxxie took the pitcher of lemonade that was full, drank all the lemonade... Then he smashed the glass jug in Sinner's face, temporarily blinding him. Then he broke his shin and dragged Sinner across the street and started kicking and beating him; then he got tired and picked up what would have been the wood of the lemonade stand and started beating him mercilessly." Stella still remembered the details of how Moxxie had gone into a rage, so much so that he even woke up their security guard S, who tried to stop his boss, but even he couldn't control his own boss's rage. " Then Moxxie took a bucket of dirty water and started putting Sinner's head in it until he almost drowned him. And then the sinner was dirty and wet. So Moxxie took a cloth and put it over the sinner's head. Leaving it as a warning for him to clean himself up and get out of his lemonade stand."
"Holy shit." Millie commented and didn't know how to react to seeing the child version of her husband, but one fact she always knew was that she always told her secretary where she worked. Just as Blitzo also knew and must have told her, Moxxie should never be insulted with the J-word, because no one knows what he could do in his most vicious rage.
And just as they were about to talk more about it, The door suddenly burst open, causing the two to fall face-first into the trio of imps.
(5 minutes ago)
"What do you mean you didn't know we worked here? Sergei and I often talked about how much we suffered working for the Goetias at the time of your marriage." Natasha said as her eyes were skulled and her tone was presenting the accent mixing both Russian and Ukrainian at that moment.
"I'm sorry that I haven't been able to talk to any of you for almost three years; until today I waited for you to visit, but as far as I can tell, no one has visited me or even called me in recent years." Moxxie defended himself, but in the next moment, he saw that Sergei was looking at him with pure fury and coldness.
"Of all the humiliations we've suffered throughout our Maxxim family, this is by far the worst." Sergei said as he locked the closet door.
"Guys." Moxxie tried to explain, but Natasha interrupted him as she furiously frowned.
"It's one thing for an imp who came from the circus in Greed Ring to get the heir of the Goetias to create a scandal by having a relationship with him." Natasha said as she looked at her dearest cousin with nothing but disappointment and shame. "Another thing is how we Morozovs, who have the principles of being a mafia family of pure noble cause, end up being seduced into a mere sex toy of a meretrix."
"Guys." Moxxie tried to intervene, but he was interrupted by their two cousins, who were extremely angry.
"WE ARE NOT HOMEWRECKERS, MAXXIM; EVEN WE HAVE A LINE WE DON'T CROSS." Sergei shouted as he looked directly at his cousin. "And of all people, you had to choose the jackass of Princess Stella Goetia.
"GASP." Natasha gasped as she watched Sergei furiously call the princess and their own boss a word, which shocked not just her but also her other cousin, who was naked and extremely furious.
"What I was just telling the tr..." Sergei asked and commented as if he were saying the most normal thing in the world, but he didn't expect to be punched in the face. Causing him to head straight for the door.
SERGEI, YOU MOTHERFUCKER." Moxxie shouted as he could see that his cousin's face was turned away, but a little blood was falling from his lips.
Natasha gasped as she saw Sergei with his face turned away and a punch mark on his cheek. With his eyes open in pure disbelief and shock, And of the person who had punched her own cousin, Moxxie had her teeth clenched in pure rage, and her eyes were skull-like, as if she had wished her own cousin dead.
"Of all the offenses you could have said to her, you could have called her anything else. But did you have to call her a jackass? Keep my WIVES' NAMES OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MOUTH FROM NOW ON." Moxxie shouted as both butler and cleaner noticed the implications of the words he had said to the two of them.
"Wives? You mean..." Natasha asked, and in response, Moxxie nodded and decided to explain to both her cousins.
"Stella is my wife. She always has been, far before she got married to Stolas Goetia." Moxxie commented, and the implication in her voice made them both look at each other and realize that there really was a story behind everything.
Sergei wiped the blood from his mouth with his tongue while fixing his jaw by opening and closing his mouth. And noticing that his cousin really did look serious about his threat
"Well, I didn't know she was your wife. So I deserved that punch for saying the J word. Sorry for that." Although Sergei seemed unhappy about what had happened, he couldn't deny that it was his fault.
Noticing that his cousin was being sincere, Moxxie nodded and took a deep breath.
"It's okay; no one had any idea how chaotic yesterday was. I forgive you, cousin." Moxxie commented as he offered his hand, and Sergei, who seemed to be smiling, decided to shake it so that they could both put the fight aside.
"That's lovely; I'm glad we understand each other again. But I still want an explanation of how all this happened." Although Natasha was happy that both cousins had understood each other, she still wanted to know the explanation behind the whole story. "Since you told us that she was your wife before she married the heir of the Goetia family, we need to have an idea of what we're going to tell Don."
Moxxie hearing the word Don made their pupils shrink.
"Oh sh*t—not just my dad, but the whole family. Oh, crumbs, the wedding. Stella and I didn't even have an official wedding like Millie; we just had a marriage contract signed. I need to tell everyone before they think I got married behind the family's back." Moxxie noticed that his family usually always liked to show up at important weddings, just as some of his family members were witnesses at his wedding to his Wrathian wife. Moxxie began to think that her uncles, aunts, and cousins would be very disappointed not to have been invited to another wedding like that.
Sergei, noticing that his cousin was already in the panic mode he usually had in his teens, couldn't help but smile.
"Apparently things have never changed; you're still the same after a few years of not seeing each other. Well, why don't you let me call everyone and tell them that your two wives will be coming to our great-grandmother's birthday party? Unless you've just forgotten that too." Sergei commented as he prepared his hellphone, but when he saw Moxxie's face narrowing her eyes at him, he said the opposite.
"Har, har, har. There's no way in hell I'm going to lose our great-grandmother's birthday. I already have her gift wrapped up." Moxxie might be one thing, but forgetting the birthday of one of your family members? Never. Even when he couldn't show up at his family members' birthday parties for various reasons, such as safety and security, sometimes everyone was busy. But he never forgot to send a video call playing a song on his family's favorite instrument to celebrate their birthday.
Natasha smiled as she hugged her cousin.
"Well, that's wonderful; who would have thought it, the three Morosovs in the same place? All that was missing was Anastasia, and we could tell all the crazy stories we've had over the last few years." Natasha had completely forgotten the feeling of anger, and now that everything was understood, she really missed her cousin. "That calls for a special breakfast."
Sergei nodded and opened the door.
"I agree with you, Natasha. I'll help you with the breakfast we'll prepare for the princess and our cousin. While you clean up this mess, Moxxie." Sergei took a moment to open the door, and the moment he said that, Moxxie blinked at the implication he had made. However, just as he was about to reply, the door was opened by the butler, causing both Princess Stella and Millie to fall out of the door and onto their stomachs in the closet.
"Ughhhh, fuck." Millie said as Stella tried to hold on, using her arms to stop her beak from falling to the floor.
"Millie, Stella," Moxxie commented as he walked over to them, but his legs had finally run out of the adrenaline he'd gotten from arguing with his cousin, and the place that had suffered the most damage in soreness was his most exposed organ. Ughhhhh, fuck, ahhh, fuck."
Sergei and Natasha looked at it in amusement, and instead of helping them out, they simply decided to ignore them and pass through the door.
"WAIT. Sergei, what do you mean I have to clean up this?" Moxxie asked as he saw his own cousin leaving the room.
"Moxxie, you're a cousin I love with all my heart. BUT NO FUCKING WAY, I'M GOING TO CLEAN UP THIS SHIT YOU JUST DID. IT'S YOUR MESS, YOU CLEAN UP." Sergei shouted as he ignored the look of disbelief on the face of his boss, who had hired and often abused the imps employed by his household.
"Wait a second; you work for me. And it's your job to clean up the house." Stella demanded as he got up from her position and started to get angry on the spot.
"Exactly, but would you clean up the cum and the trash if your own family did it?" Sergei retorted by looking at the disbelieving princess, who had just received a question... "Our family has standards, Princess Stella, and one of our own principles is to not clean up the nightfuck from other members of the family. Would you clean up the room of your own brother Andrepheus, who had sex the night prior?"
Stella shivered as she remained quiet for a few seconds, and when she thought about it, she came to a conclusion.
"Touche." Stella agreed, and at that same moment, she decided to pick up Millie, who was on her shoulders. "Could you at least prepare a bath for me and Mildred?"
Sergei stopped, and looking at the expression, the princess wasn't commanding, but simply asking, made him avoid leaving the room.
"Okay, just because you asked me, Princess Stella, and since preparing a bath isn't exactly cleaning up the mess, I'll do it." Sergei gave a polite smile and walked in the direction of the bathroom.
"Thank you, Pringles," Stella commented, which made the imp buttler stop on his mid-track.
"о черт (Ohhhh fuck.)" Sergei mumbled as he could hear someone holding snickers. And, turning his head slowly, he proceeded to know which bastard was doing it.
"Pfff. Pringles... Seriously? Your fake name is Pringles." Moxxie tried to hide his laugh with his hand, but it was hilarious, as he couldn't imagine one of the members of his own family would be named in such a way.
"Shut up, Maxxim. I hope you enjoy cleaning the whole room. The cleaning products are on the third door to the left of the closet. Have a good clean." Sergei replied to his cousin, and that very comment made Moxxie stop in place. He slowly looked at the two women in his life.
They both noticed that Moxxie was looking at them with some form of consolation or help for the situation they were in. Each did what was right for them.
"Wow, look at the time; I need to use the bathroom urgently," Stella said as she ran in the same direction as the imp butler had walked.
"Yes, I remembered that I also needed to use the bathroom. I hope you leave everything clean, Moxxie; we trust you," Millie also said as she urgently ran after Stella, forgetting that they were both weak and frail from the morning's fatigue.
Moxxie looked pale at what had happened. And now he was in the middle of the room, where he was stinking of sex, sweat, lemonade, and a lot of dirt around him.
"О крошки.(Oh crumbs)." Moxxie sighed in defeat as he walked into what would be the beginning of the most laborious morning he'd ever had in his life. "Те, що я роблю заради кохання (The things I do for love)"
