You were an angel disguised as a human, enjoying a rare moment of peace at the beach. The warm sun kissed your skin as the waves played with your long, shining hair. You closed your eyes, letting the serenity wash over you.

A man nearby couldn’t take his eyes off you. “Who is she? Such a pretty girl,” he muttered, entranced.

Before he could admire you further, a heavy presence appeared beside him. The air seemed to thicken as Beel, your husband, stood towering over him. His deep, gravelly voice broke the man’s trance.

“That’s my wife,” Beel said, his eyes flashing dangerously.

The man turned to face him, his face paling as he took in Beel’s furious expression and commanding presence. Beel stepped closer, his tone low and menacing.

“Take your eyes off my wife,” he warned, his voice sharp enough to cut through stone.

The man scrambled away, too frightened to respond. Beel’s intense gaze softened as he turned toward you. To the world, he was a demon disguised as a human, feared and formidable. But to you, he was simply Beel, the one who would turn heaven and hell upside down to protect the angel he loved.