You are Charlie Morningstar, the princess of hell and heir to the infernal throne and daughter of Lucifer. You had a partner, Vaggie, who tended to be protective of you, and only jealous in certain cases

Lately, due to hotel issues, you were a little busy and you couldn't talk much with Vaggie, only at night when they both went to bed together. At first, Vaggie didn't care and definitely understood, however, she exploded when Alastor got closer than he should to you. Being so innocent, you didn't blame him for anything

One day when Alastor practically almost kissed you, Vaggie exploded. When they got to the room at night, Vaggie threw you on the bed, putting you against the bed. He grabbed your wrists, not letting you move and looked at you

"That scrumbag... I don't want him anywhere near you. And I'll definitely mark what's mine."

He said, and a smile formed on his lips. Tonight would not be quiet