For an imp who seemed to be like a virgin, Velvette had to confess that she was impressed, the same could be said by Carmilla who didn't let the imp have any kind of pause, until the trio would be completely satisfied, as Velvette was checking the social media for the trends, and Carmilla was laying on the bed like she was sweat and exhausted...

The imp on their side looked like a skeleton who seemed to have lost all the liquids around his body, like a mummy, since two voracious women indeed emptied him dry.

He thanked every entity of the Seven Rings, from Asmodeus, Satan, and Lucifer to even Mammon for giving him strength to keep up with his wives, it was the longest sex he ever had in his life, and now he was just lying on the bed, simply existing, his mind was dizzy, all he could see was spots of light... he reached the nirvana, and possibly the light end of the tunnel?

It was more like a flash of the hellphone Velvette took a picture of it, just in case later to show her friend's face, Moxxie didn't know, but what he felt was too thirsty and hungry, unfortunately, he was too exhausted to even say a single word for the overlords who also seemed to be so satisfied with all the work he had to be pulled off...

Was it too much for any of them to have the food already for them to eat?

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"You can order lobsters and stakes overnight? It makes it easy a surf and turf." Moxxie said as he was feeling recovered after drinking a few sports drink bottles, which helped him hydrate himself, and the idea of Velvette ordering food for himself and also for the other woman who had been tapping her fingers on the table had been an overheated time the trio had on the bedroom... Both Carmilla and Moxxie had to give to Velvette who showed how the technology was way ahead of most demons who proceed to be outdated. By simply ordering a full meal of seafood, directly from a restaurant that had a contract with both Envy RIng and Gluttony Ring...

It took less than an hour, and the seafood full-course meal was already on her table, which showed the practicality of ordering food from a restaurant to go directly to her address.

"That's the magic of the technology," Velvette smugly said as the other overlord of weapons rolled her eyes. "You can order food, either ingredients or already made from the restaurants,"

"Huh, the more you know," Moxxie commented, enjoying learning more about the things he never thought it would be possible around Pride Ring, recovering his energy by eating good food, and possibly focusing a good part of his time to also reading the newspaper in the hiring section.

Velvette who was happy to share her superiority on social media froze as she then saw something that she never thought it would be possible...

"What the fuck is that?" Velvette asked as Moxxie lowered the newspaper and looked at the Overlord in confusion. Carmilla on the other hand raised her eyebrow.

"It's called the newspaper, it's an archaic object that shared news around Pride Ring without the need of the internet, I thought you heard about it before, but I never imagined you, brats never saw something like that before," Carmilla commented as Moxxie sighed not liking the ton of the conversation.

"Carmilla, please," Moxxie said exasperated as Velvette rolled her eyes.

"I know what a newspaper is, but my question is, what the fuck is that doing in my apartment, usually this little piece of paper is used to make a fire in the fireplace, this thing is so outdated that doesn't even have colors in it. What are you even doing with it?" Velvette said as she paused her time from the hellphone and waited for an explanation from the imp who was looking at the job section.

"Oh, well, that explains why it has been near the fireplace," Moxxie commented as he felt the date was a little off by a few days. "Actually never mind, they probably must have hired everyone who got the offers."

"What are you talking about?" Velvette asked as she got the newspaper from his hands, not even letting an opportunity to protest, and when she saw the section he was reading she couldn't help but look at the newspaper in disbelief. "Holyfuck, they actually place job offers in an article in the newspaper? Why the fuck they would do that?"

"It's because that's how newspapers worked Velvette," Moxxie explained as he blushed a bit from being caught like that. "I just got on the Pentagram City for a week, and I need to find a stable income the soon as possible."

Carmilla and Velvette raised both their eyebrows as they saw the imp continue his explanation, and by the look of his wives, the imp had to sigh in exasperation, trying to find the right words to say...

"While I'm new in the city, I do not just have rent to pay, but I think now that I'm married to both of you, I should take responsibility and sustain you both," Moxxie said as he got the newspaper once again from the overlord of social media, who just stared at the imp as he was either an idiot or crazy. And from looking at her face, Moxxie rolled his eyes. "I know that maybe you both are way more wealthy than me, I mean, you both are overlords, the owner of the best kind of weapons in the entire hell, while you are a social media giant. By myself, I'm just an imp, and I don't want to drag you down for my problems, so I want to help you both."

Carmilla paused as she raised her eyebrows from the determination and focus from the imp who was there, looking for a job, without any of them calling him a slacker or a tramp, some demons would have used the opportunity to call that as an opportunity to pry them or manipulate them into getting what they want, and Moxxie had them both in leashes for him, he could have ordered them if he had the strength, and yet, this imp decides to use kindness and gentleness and focus to help them by himself.

It was rare to see sinners or any demon wanting to do the same...

Velvette stared at the imp with her eyes in disbelief. As she was so confused by the sheer determination and compassion?

"You are wasting your time," Velvette commented as she narrowed her eyes at the imp who looked at her in surprise. "I have no idea about what are you doing, but being nice and compassionate in Pride Ring? Do you want to be a pushover? Such attitudes will get you nowhere in hell."

Moxxie flinched, as that tone of voice really was something he recognized from experience, and that didn't seem to be unnoticed, since both Overlords blinked as the imp after flinching tried to recompose himself.

"I- I- I have to, even if nobody believes me, you are my wife, and I want to try my best to prove my worth, even if nobody believes in me... I just want you to believe in me that I'm going to help you." Moxxie said as he felt nervous, but tried to be polite and encouraging to the woman who had her eyes wide open... As Carmilla who was listening to the conversation was humming and feeling that it wasn't only for the spoiled brat statement... "That includes you as well Carmilla... I know that I may be an imp, and sinners and possibly many demons would tell me that I don't deserve anything, and I agree, I don't deserve anything..."

Velvette had her eyes wide open not just in surprise, but in confusion and disbelief, as Carmilla listened more about what Moxxie had told her, from seeing an imp already knowing that he was the lowly imp that every demon-born and sinner would always make fun of, he recognized that, but she knew that from his eyes.

"But I have to try, anything. Just to show them that it's my responsibility, to prove to them that I'm worthy of something, just give me one chance." Moxxie said as he sniffed and tried to contain his tears, as he placed the over the table the newspaper, and looked deeply into the eyes of both Overlords who had never seen someone so committed to doing anything. "I don't care if is going to take a few days, weeks, months, or even years, I am your husband, and I want to prove to you both that you made the right choice."

Velvette... she was confused, and she hates it when she gets confused... In hell there isn't love or commitment, all that exists is pleasure and Lust, that's how she always imagined hell would be, anyone would use their bodies to gain something, and low people would be in relationships just for the sake of becoming leeches to drain some income and have a stable life for themselves, being nice and compassion to anyone in hell, it was like to be a called a joke and being bullied by everyone, and yet there he is, she didn't even met him more than a day, and he was willing to show his worth and prove she was right...

She always loved it when she was right, and she never liked to admit a mistake, and yet this imp, made her confused, does she really care for someone who was a stranger to him for a day? A person who is way more famous, attractive, and powerful than him? A person who he had in leashes and yet uses kindness instead of abusing his power like Valentino would? That makes her confused that she doesn't know... for the first time, she doesn't know the answer... and she hates the feeling of not knowing what to say...

Carmilla had to confess that she felt touched, for seeing someone willing to go that far for her, showing that it would take time, and he would prove to her that she didn't make a mistake... If the overlords find out about it, she would be a laughing stock for a few months by some of her fellow overlords. But seeing someone wanting to be so passionate about proving that she was right... she is a sinner, she has time, she can be patient until he proves it...

And yet she had responsibilities to take, and she knew the meaning of his words, resolve, and responsibilities, for someone who would want to sustain a family.

Family is a word that Carmilla always prioritized over her life most, for her daughters, were her biggest treasure, and seeing that imp willing to show that he was willing to sustain her and Velvette, she knew that the imp would also have to accept that he had to take care of her daughters as well... but, to do that... she needed to make a decision.

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Perched atop a towering skyscraper, the executive office exudes an air of power and sophistication. Lavish purple walls, adorned with exquisite artwork reflecting a rich cultural tapestry, surround the space. Ornate artifacts from various corners of the world add a touch of global opulence, seamlessly blending with the contemporary design.

At the center of the room, a polished mahogany table commands attention, its surface adorned with subtle patterns that echo the boss's discerning taste. Plush leather chairs, designed for comfort and authority, flank the table. The deep hues of the upholstery complement the regal ambiance, inviting guests into a space that exudes authority.

A panoramic view of the cityscape unfolds beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a breathtaking backdrop to high-stakes conversations. A place where important meetings would be held, as the piles of papers and reports around the future projects across the possible extermination days in the future, and how much they would need to diminish the quantity of the sinners who would be the next bunch to be exterminated on the next season... Ideas to support the good cause into avoiding unnecessary death, as the time both girls who were outside of the said office were sitting in their respective rooms, one by the left and the other by the right.

The left room was focused on the weapons report coming from the factory, their sales towards good negotiations on their angelical weapons for protection against Executors, or even against someone who would want to kill them in extreme cases.

In the right room, there were reports of future projects related to the Carmine Company, prototypes, and sketches about future weapons related to the angelic metal they brought from all the wasted weapons after the Extermination Day...

While the companies around sinners were walking around under the floors, everyone was busy with their daily activities as the employees had the work to fulfill for their day... 2 sinners who were also on the top, both sisters who were responsible for helping the company of their own mother... were with their faces slammed to their tables, trying to recover from the terrible hangover they had since both girls passed a good time drinking tequila shots until they get wasted...

"Ughh... No mas, no mas tequila." Clara groaned as she took another glass of water and an aspirin to help her deal with the terrible headache. Seeing her sister in the other room from her opened door, she could see that her sibling was having the same problems as her.

Both girls were having a very difficult morning since they got up with a hangover at their respective homes, they had a recollection of everything they did on the day before, from the Official Overlord Meeting Party to even being witness to their own Mother's marriage, which they aren't sure if they should laugh on how wasted everyone was on that night, or cry and be angry on how stupid to not being in their sane minds into preventing their mother marrying with someone they never meet before an imp. One of the lowest of the hierarchy of the demons from the entire hell. Their mother's reputation would be ruined, as the same would be said by the other overlord who was caught in the middle.

But their mother looked so happy.

That moment as the Overlord of weapons who was completely drunk with tequila, and acting impulsive was something that their daughters would have been awe to see, They mother who usually would be professional and serious all the time, showed a good free mind and wild nature that they thought each of them would have by drinking. And yet from the way she looked at the imp, wanting to have that imp for herself... like the talk her mother had with them in the bathroom, it was for a bet, but from what their mother expressed her strategy... she really wanted to win, not just the bet, but everything.

Both sisters glanced at each other unaware of what they could say around their mother.

*buzz, buzz*

And from that moment both girls flinched from the loud sound of the main desk telephone ringing, a telephone which was placed on the most important table on the floor, their mother's table, where she usually would accept the call because someone important was the one calling for a big project, or when she was not on her desk, and she would call for both of her daughters in case she wanted to talk to them.

Odette and Clara knew which one circumstance would be, by reuniting near the desk, they pressed the speaker as they waited for the voice to finally speak.

"Mi Hijas." And just like both girls predicted, the matriarch of the family voice came from the other side, showing the same resolute nature of her voice, however, something felt different, like a more soft and yet satisfied tone came from behind it.

"Mother, Madre." Both Clara and Odette replied to their mother who seemed to be more cheerful from the professional way she spoke. Receiving a call from their mother in that need of time, they were questioning themselves about where their mother would have been, and the reason why she was calling them.

"It's good to hear your voices, and see that you both went to work this morning, "Carmilla commented as she complimented the dedication of both her daughters to go to work after a long night of drink which would possibly lead to a hangover, and while they both wished for a day off... "However, I think since yesterday the festivities went beyond our expectations, I think it was for the best if you both have today and tomorrow as days off,"

Like that, wait what?

"What?" Both daughters asked as the mother sighed as she explained from her point of view.

"You're both with a hangover, yes?" Carmilla asked as both daughters replied in agreement, leaving the mother of those girls to understand the circumstances. "From the last night, I have to tell you that we all exaggerated over the quantity of alcohol, which left towards about somethings that led to unexpected events."

"Mother, are you referring to the marriage of last night?" Odette asked which made the mother pause, and for the next minute in silence, both girls looked wary about how they should tell their mother.

"If I tell you the truth, yesterday I had way too much alcohol, and that led me to forget what happened yesterday. I'm still trying to process and pick pieces of the memories about what happened, I want to ask if you both remember everything yesterday." Carmilla asked, hoping that she would receive anything that would help her to recover her memories from the last night.

"We do momma," Clara commented which led to a sigh of relief from their mother, who seemed more cheerful about having someone she could trust at the event. "Did that Imp did something terrible with you? If you want we could send a few assassins to kill him on the spot."

"Clara, cala-te and pay attention." And at that moment the dark-skinned sinner froze as she immediately nodded her head at her madre. "What happened last night was entirely not just my fault, but that brat bitch Velv... Ouch, tú puta. Yeah, let me talk with my daughters, I don't care if it's your hellphone or not, I have no idea where I was mine... yeah, go fuck him to relieve yourself, yeah, yeah... Later I will have him, now go..."

The girls listened to those words as they glanced at each other unsure of how to respond to that, until they heard their mother coughing to bring their attention to her again.

"As I was saying, from drinking too much alcohol, we did chaos yesterday that it ended up with me having to take responsibility as a matriarch of our family, from our Culture, we value family as the most important thing in the world, and yesterday I officially made myself married with Moxxie Knowlastname, and now he is part of our family," Carmilla commented as both girls looked at each other in shock, from knowing how her mother valued the Culture as their own blood with pride, she indeed was going to accept an imp as their family member, which would lead to one simple thing... "From now on he is going to be your Papá. While Velvette is going to be tu other Madre."

"MADRE." Both Clara and Odette shouted in disbelief as their mother coughed to bring their attention.

"I know that it's so sudden, and I know that it would be against everything you both believe, but that's a mistake I made and a responsibility I'm willing to take. I want you both to give a chance for them, while that spoiled brat girl irks me so much, I have to accept her as my family." Carmilla commented as she could imagine both her daughters raised their eyebrows as she complained about the Overlord of Social Media. "I need to learn more about my husband and wife..."

"Do you want us to gather info madre?" Clara asked which she could understand her mother was humming in approval.

"Por favor, but also I'm going to ask him, from what I can see, he is very reactive, any kind of secret that he had would be easily found by me, and in case that wouldn't work, we can always ask Zestial for help." And to the surprise of both daughters, the time her mother talked about the name of her friend, she sounded like she was spitting venom on his name.

"Err... mama, why did you say the name of Zestial in such an aggressive way?" Odette asked as both daughters could hear the silence from their mother again.

"Because that puto said I needed to get laid." At the time both daughters listened to their mother saying that, it made both of them freeze in a state of not knowing what they could do, "If any of you laugh right now, you both will be grounded until the next Extermination Day."

Clara and Odette glanced at each other, and at that time both of them had mixed feelings, one part of them wanted to be disgusted into imagining their mother having sex, while on the other part, they found it hilarious that the oldest sinner of hell was calling their mother to get laid, which literally they had no idea on how to react to their mother.

"From your silence, it seems both of you are about to laugh, I will remember this next time you both want to go to an event in the middle of the night," Carmilla commented as both her daughters snapped from their thoughts and were about to protest. "Now, enjoy your 2 days off while it lasts mi hijas, because when I get back from my... ugh... Luna de Miel, after tomorrow I will be glad to have a little talk with you both. Is that understood?"

"Yes, madre." Both daughters said in defeat, knowing that their complacence made their mother angry at them, so it was best for the girls to enjoy their freedom while it lasted, because the idea of their mother being angry or worse, disappointed at them, made them want to help their madre into everything she wants... even for the fact they had to give a chance to have a... padre and another madre, it's going to be difficult, but as a family who holds honor in their word, they are going to help their mother.

"Good, so now, te amo mi hijas. Buenas Tardes" The matriarch said as the tone of her voice went cheerful and motherly like she usually is with her daughters. Which made both girls nod their heads at the telephone.

"Buenas Tardes madre, Tambien te amo." As the duo said that in unison, the telephone was turned off... and now both girls had too much to absorb from that call, and now that both girls were screwed anyway... It was the best time to laugh at their mother being called out by someone older than her to have sex with someone.

Knowing that both girls would be screwed, it was best to laugh while the time was to enjoy the 2 days off they are about to have, the freedom and fun they have before it was too late.

"Maybe awaited, it seems the restaurant in the Cannibal Col... They are hiring waiters because they are the appetizer aren't they?" Moxxie who was reading the descriptions of the job, could already sense some red flags over the job which seemed to be described as just chubby sinners only.

"Yep, sometimes that kind of job is easy to fulfill, it depends on how tolerant of pain you are," Velvette commented as she continued to tap her hellphone, she couldn't believe that even after eating and having sex again, the imp insisted into trying to find a job. "Give up, looking for a job in the newspaper is like a shot in the dark. If you want to truly find a job, you should apply your curriculum online, or find the specific type of companies that you would fit better as the job description."

"Really?" Moxxie asked, surprised to see a different way to find a job. "Does it really work like that?"

"Of course it does, that's how I got so many of my models and mannequins, now, if you are looking for a specific type of job. What are you looking for, trust me, anything is the worst way to ask around here. So you better be specific." Velvette commented as she rolled her eyes since she knew many sinners who annoyed her into saying that anything would be good for them.

"Huh... Hummm, maybe if we start with the curriculum, that would help me out?" Moxxie suggested as the chocolate overlord paused and raised her eyebrows in appreciation.

"Yeah, that would be a good start. Let me oppen this app." Velvette already had a little program which would help to her develop curriculums to attract sinners and even some demons that surprisingly were too easy to fall for her traps and become her design slaves as mannequins."Alright, let's start with your name and place of birth."

"Moxxie Knowlastname and I was born in Greed Ring," Moxxie answered the question as he got a glance from the woman in front of him.

"Greed Ring? I heard that place is like a dumpster around most of the rings, like full of toxic dumps and shit around there." Velvette commented as Moxxie gave a sheepish laugh, while she watched Carmilla getting inside of the bedroom. "Whatever, abilities and skills?"

"Assassination specialized in sharpshooting," Moxxie commented casually which made both Velvette and Carmilla pause and stare at the imp in surprise and in disbelief. "Oh yeah. I also can sing and I can cook too."

"Wait a minute, assassination specialized in sharpshooting?" Velvette asked as she raised her eyebrow in disbelief, usually when demons would say they would lie in interviews, they would tell that they have fucking diplomas on that expertise, but nobody would come and say they are a very expert assassin. "Do you even know how to use a gun?"

"Which one are you referring to? Handguns, Pistols, Glocks, Magnuns, Uzi's, a Colt, a Springfield..." Moxxie asked which made Velvette stare at the imp in shock, while Carmilla had both her eyebrows raised upon seeing an imp knowing much about the weapons.

"Impressive," Carmilla commented as she surprised the imp who was talking about weapons. "Weapon of specialization?"

"Sniper and pistols mostly," Moxxie commented as Carmilla hummed as she never imagined seeing an imp being actually capable of holding a weapon of such a caliber.

"How did you even have knowledge of holding a gun like that, especially on Greed Ring?" Velvette couldn't help but ask, as Moxxie flinched, and feeling uncomfortable from the looks of both his wives, he couldn't help but be completely honest with his wives.

"Well, my father is a Mafia Boss, and I had to learn how to hold guns since I was a child," Moxxie confessed as both Velvette and Carmilla had their eyes wide open in surprise at the answer coming from an imp they never thought to hear the answer... "I will leave with that since it's a thing that I don't want to talk about."

Both overlords had their eyebrows raised and wanted to pry for more answers, but from the look coming from the face of the said imp, they both shrugged, as Carmilla will have something to work on her info gathering with her daughters and possibly her friend.

"Okay, so now we discovered that you are an assassin and specialized in weapons, we can try to use the algorithms in our favor, so your best options would be working in weapons jobs, such as Bodyguards, Gun factories, gun stores, or even work as a hitman," Velvette commented as she never thought that would be the suggestion she would give to the wimp imp she could have sworn that it wouldn't handle a single gun in his life, and yet she felt a bit hot into seeing not only the imp had satisfied her carnally, but also being able to point a gun into someone and kill them in cold-blooded? Maybe now she is getting horny to imagine that happens.

"Hmm, actually those look like great options, I never thought about focusing on just this type of job," Moxxie replied as he felt impressed by the way Velvette showed how modern days let them all connected, as he could see Velvette using her hellphone and even looking for options around the guns specialty that would need for him to work around Pride-Ring.

Carmilla also approved, since seeing Moxxie actually going forward into showing his gun expertise, she would like to see him holding a few of her weapons, maybe inviting him into a shot range camp, where he could try some of her testing weapons. Having created prototypes to fight against angel executors was something that she wanted to be sure of in case someone would get too out of control, so any help in holding such weapons would be useful, however, it's difficult to trust someone who usually would try to steal her prototypes for their own benefits in case they wanted to sell to someone or to even uses against a nobility.

Now having a husband she could be 100% watching him, since that would be a good help for both her company, and also for a job that the imp would need. But something inside of her tells her Moxxie would do that for free, just because it was her. Making the possibility of having a job with her almost null. And from the look of the overlord of social media, it seems that they both have a lot to learn about their husband. In the same way, the husband should be wary about his wives.

"Okay, now what is only missing is the link to your profile," Velvette commented as she gave a look at the imp. "What is the nickname of your account."

"Account?" Moxxie asked confused as the overlord of social media looked at him in disbelief.

"Yeah duh, your social media account," Velvette said as it was the most obvious thing in the world, and from seeing the imp in silence, the little's sinners eyes twitched. "Like the most important thing into being connected around all the hellphones in hell?"

Moxxie was still in silence, as the answer made Carmilla chuckles from seeing the tiny sinner growling in anger and scaring shitless of her husband.

"HOW THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU HAVE A SOCIAL MEDIA ACCOUNT?" Velvette shouted as Carmilla laughed into seeing the imp who had been impressive for both of them now had to deal with one of the worst fears of his life from now on... angering one of his wives, especially the one whose her whole power came towards a thing that he doesn't have.

It seems that the life of the imp will never be the same... not when his wife is going to force him into creating an account, and profile for social media, and mostly importantly follow his wife, because hell forbade in case he does something stupid and not follow Velvette as the first person in the social media in hell, or she would make him regret to even wake up...

Just like another honeymoon day.