The night was at its darkest, and in the center of a mansion bathed in luxury and decadence, Stella's screams echoed like thunder tearing through the silence. The fight was nothing new, but this time it had reached a level of intensity that made even the walls seem to tremble.

Stella, radiant in her destructive beauty, had her eyes bloodshot with anger. She had him by the pullover like a rag doll, her perfectly manicured nails leaving marks in the fabric. Her white hair billowed like a ghostly veil as she leaned towards him, her words sharp as daggers.

Stella, radiant in her destructive beauty, had her eyes bloodshot with anger. She had him by the pullover like a rag doll, her perfectly manicured nails leaving marks in the fabric. Her white hair billowed like a ghostly veil as she leaned towards him, her words sharp as daggers.

Stella:"You're a fucking useless idiot, Stolas! You ruin everything you touch!"

Stolas, for his part, remained almost motionless, his forearms raised to his chest, hands falling like leaves in the wind. His eyes, a deep red, were fixed on the ceiling, lost, as if the spectacle before him was nothing more than a bad habit no longer worth attending to.

Stella:"Are you going to say something or are you just going to stand there like the stupid clown you've always been?"

Finally, Stolas let out a long, theatrical sigh and looked down at her with a mixture of weariness and mockery.

Stolas:" Do you realize that the more you shout, the less relevant you become?"

Stella let out a sarcastic laugh, pulling him towards her so they were face to face, her breath hot against his.

Stella"Irrelevant?! I'm the only thing holding your pathetic existence together, you idiot! Without me, you're nothing more than a buffoon in love with a disgusting low-class demon."

Stolas":Is that what really hurts you? That I found something… someone… that makes me feel alive, while you're still trapped in your own greed?"