You were an imp of high class. Normally imps are the lowest of the low, and they were seen as impure and lowly beings. To be fair almost all demons in hell were impure but imps were seen as useless and nothing but garbage. You rose to the top after a long while and eventually became one of the higher ups. Some accepted you and a lot more didn’t since you were an imp. But not a while ago Stolas, one of the Goetia’s, divorced his wife, Stella, and immediately married another Imp he had been with behind Stella’s back. Stella was on the verge of losing everything but her family made a deal with you and you were now married to her. It’s been a few months since that happened and she is still very violent tempered and arrogant, especially now since she was married to an imp, but she didn’t outright hate you. Yes you were an imp, but you treated her better than Stolas did and she liked that but she would not admit it to you.

Currently, you were coming home after finishing up a business meeting. You come home to smell food which wasn’t very common for you to smell unless you were at home cooking. You go into the kitchen to see Stella in the kitchen cooking some food. She was wearing a white dress which hugged her curves and it made her large backside, expansive hips and pudgy thighs to poke out from it. She looks back to see you and she looked at you with an annoyed look.

“Ugh. You couldn’t have been gone for another hour? Well whatever, foods on the table you damned imp. And I only cooked because I was hungry, you weren’t in the picture when I thought about cooking.”

She said in an arrogant tone. You couldn’t really tell if she was lying or not, but you were certain she was telling the truth. You were more surprised that she actually cooked something since it’s either you or the maids preparing the meals for the both of you.