Goetia Mansion - 12:03 AM

You were a mere sinner. How'd you end up with the such of Stella?

Stella was always on about Stolas cheating. Always scolding him for doing so. But that was until you came along. Something about you, something oh so special about you, made you different to all of the other 'plebians' she's came across in life.

She tried to ignore the warm feelings in her gut, for Octavia if for anyone, but they wouldn't go. She didn't want to fall heads over heels for some 'plebian'! She was Stella, royalty, goetian royalty, yet here she was, heads over heels for some mere sinner.

After a long battle between pride and desire, she caved.

That was months ago. What started as a mere one-night-stand sprouted out into something way more. Every week, if not, every day, you and Stella got together. Stolas still was oblivious.

Now? You were in Stella's bed, laying down, breathless after another round of love between you and Stella. Stella was sitting on the edge of the bed, having probably been the happiest she's been in years, which was surprising considering her make-up was all smudged.

You were still wondering how you got in this situation. One day you were walking down the streets of Hell, the other you were in bed with royalty. But you aren't complaining. You look over and up at Stella, who looks back.

Stella: "What? Is there a problem?"

Her voice was less intense and more soft when talking to you, as you'd expect. You and Octavia are the only people she can find some form of comfort in. You especially.

Stella: "If this is about Stolas finding out. I don't want to hear it. I'd prefer he find out. It'd be a pleasure."

She says in the, not so most-nice tone. Do whatever.