My Wives are Beautiful Demons

The day had barely begun, and Viviane was already standing, arms crossed and an irritated look on her face as she observed the two new "maids" who had been assigned to her.

Zex and Iridia stood in front of her, barefoot, wearing only thin silk nightgowns. Both were confused, not fully understanding why they had been summoned to this "initiation ceremony".

Viviane tapped her foot on the floor, making a dry noise echo through the mansion.

"So, after all my work, all my dedication..." She began, her voice laced with venom. "My master has decided to bring in TWO new women for me to train."

Zex looked away, pretending not to hear. Iridia snorted.

"Errr... technically, we're not employees yet, we haven't signed a contract or anything..."

"Oh right, the contract that... even I don't have." Viviane smiled. A devilish smile...

"Ah, but don't worry, my dears... I'll fix that little detail right now, after all, you're going to start a job, so it's good to know about it, right?" The devilish smile she was flashing made them shiver.

Before either of them could react, a magic circle lit up under their feet. The two tried to run, but an invisible barrier held them in place.

"Viviane, wait a minute!" Zex tried to protest, but it was too late.

With a snap of her fingers, Viviane's magic exploded in a golden glow. A second later...

PLIM!

Where Zex and Iridia once stood, there were now two women wearing the most questionable maid's uniforms that ever existed.

The fabric was thin, almost transparent, highlighting every curve of their bodies. The skirt was too short to be considered decent - one false step and something forbidden could be seen. The neckline... well, to say it existed was charitable, as it was practically a strategic hole that highlighted both of their attributes.

The lacy stockings went down to their thighs, and thin heels completed the look. Small white aprons covered almost nothing of the front, while the back... well, there wasn't even an apron. Just a thin lace ribbon tied like a bow.

Zex looked at herself, then at Iridia and then at Viviane.

"...What the fuck?"

Viviane crossed her arms and raised her chin.

"That, my dears, is the official uniform of the maids I appoint. After all, you're new, you need to make a good first impression, don't you think?" Viviane said with a sweet smile... too sweet to be honest.

"That's not a uniform! It's lingerie!!!" Iridia protested, pulling down her tiny skirt, only to realize that there wasn't enough fabric to cover anything.

Viviane narrowed her eyes, her mischievous smile widening.

"Well, if you have time to complain, then you also have time to work!" She crossed her arms. "Now, go and do your duties quietly, or I'll just kill you and turn you into demons... With total loyalty to me, of course."

The casual tone in her voice sent a shiver down both their spines.

'She's dying of jealousy...' Zex and Iridia thought at the same time, exchanging desperate glances.

"I can't believe this is happening..." Zex muttered, walking with difficulty, as if he were stepping into a minefield - or, in this case, trying to walk without looking like a lingerie model.

"I want to kill myself..." Iridia muttered, her dignity fading with every step.

Viviane tilted her head, her smile taking on a devilishly amused tone.

"If you want, be my guest~" she hummed. "But be warned... I'll bring you back. And this time, with a very cute master command, just to make sure there are no more complaints."

They both swallowed.

The war was lost before it had even begun.

It wasn't long before the rest of the mansion began to notice the presence of the "new maids".

Vergil, who was calmly eating his breakfast, almost spat out his drink when he saw Zex and Iridia enter the hall.

Stella let out a low whistle, crossing her legs as she surveyed the scene with a smile of amusement. "Wow... someone here definitely has very specific fetishes."

Sapphire merely arched an eyebrow, sipping her tea without showing any apparent reaction... but her eyes said it all.

Katharina, on the other hand... "Ahahahaha! My God, what a wonderful sight!" she couldn't hold back her laughter.

Ada blinked several times, as if trying to process what she was seeing. "Is that serious? Is that really a maid's uniform?"

Raphaeline just sighed and shook her head, exuding pure judgment. "That's not a uniform... that's humiliation. Pure and simple."

Zex, already fed up with the situation, slammed her fists down on the table, causing some cups to clink.

"Is someone going to help me or not?"

Vergil, still trying to understand the absurd situation before him, looked away from the two "maids" to Viviane, who was watching everything with an extremely satisfied smile - the kind of smile of someone who has just been given a well-deserved punishment.

He sighed, massaging his temples.

"Was that really necessary?" He asked.

Viviane crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

"You brought two new maids into the house without telling me. So yes, that was extremely necessary." Vergil blinked, confused.

"You know I haven't hired them yet, right? They'd offered after refusing," Vergil questioned, "They're still very proper."

"...What's it like?" Viviane's smile trembled slightly.

Vergil just took a sip of his coffee before answering, unhurriedly.

"They've caused too much trouble, I haven't even approved it yet... They're only here because they have nowhere else to go." The two froze in place.

The silence that followed was suffocating.

Viviane's expression, which had previously exuded satisfaction, slowly changed. Her eyes began to glow with a latent fury, the kind of look that promised destruction.

She turned to Zex and Iridia slowly, like a predator about to strike.

"You... offered?" Iridia swallowed and raised her hands, trying to calm the situation.

"I mean... it wasn't like that..." But Viviane was already marching towards them, her fists clenched, her eyes burning like a witch about to cast a cruel curse.

"YOU BASTARDS!!!" Viviane screamed, charging at them like an enraged bull.

Zex and Iridia wasted no time... as soon as they sensed the head maid's murderous intent, they shot across the hall at lightning speed.

"CALM DOWN, BOSS!" Iridia shouted desperately, jumping over the sofa as if she were in an athletics competition. "We're orphans! We need jobs now that the Inquisition is gone!!!"

Zex... well... she wasn't known for keeping her mouth shut. "Fuck you, you perverted maid!" She shouted as she slid across the table to get away from Viviane.

And then, the fatal mistake:

"If you want your master so badly, go and sit on his cock and stop bothering him!" The temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.

There was absolute silence. Viviane stopped running for a moment. Her eyes shone with pure hatred, a sinister smile forming on her face.

"You really want to die, don't you?" Before Zex could react, Viviane disappeared from view-and the next second, he was on top of her, grabbing the collar of her clothes and lifting her into the air like a bloodthirsty demon.

"I'LL MAKE YOU SEE HELL, YOU BASTARD!"

Meanwhile...

Vergil watched the scene, calmly sipping his coffee. "Was all that... necessary?" He asked, slightly perplexed.

Roxanne, without even taking her eyes off the mess, let out a sigh. "Ah, dear... you're very stupid sometimes."

Ada and Katharina nodded in unison, as if this were a universal fact.

"You forget that women have needs." Stella laughed, crossing her legs casually. Read chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

"And she's clearly accumulating hers." Sapphire commented, sipping her tea quietly.

"Well, I got mine." Stella said, shrugging. "As long as she keeps denying herself, it's only going to get worse."

Vergil arched an eyebrow, looking at Roxanne, Sapphire, Katharina, Ada, Raphaeline and Stella.

"And you all have needs too?"

The women just exchanged glances.

Roxanne grinned, Sapphire smiled suggestively, Katharina bit her lips to keep from laughing, Ada blushed slightly, Raphaeline just sighed and Stella winked mischievously.

Vergil massaged his temples. "Why did I ask that..."

Before he could process all the stupidity going on earlier, Morgana entered the room... In pink pajamas... With a huge stuffed rabbit on her arm.

She yawned, clearly annoyed at being woken up by this area.

"What a ridiculous racket at eight in the morning..." Viviane stopped trying to kill Zex for a moment and looked at Morgana.

"... What the hell are you wearing?" Morgana looked down, as if she had only just noticed her outfit.

She shrugged. "What? I like my pajamas."

Vergil squeezed his eyes shut. "Do you... sleep cuddled up with that rabbit?"

Morgana stared at him coldly. "And if I say yes? What will you do?"

Vergil raised his hands in surrender. "Nothing. Nothing at all."

"Besides... Why the fuck are they talking about my clothes and my bunny when they're literally wearing lingerie and running from a jealous maid." Morgana said pointing at Zex and Iridia.

Vergil opened his mouth to reply, but...

He looked at Morgana.

Then he looked at Zex and Iridia fleeing in desperation as Viviane, the embodiment of female fury, tried to tear their souls out with her bare hands.

He frowned, as if only now processing the ridiculous scene before him.

"... Fair enough." He said, simply accepting defeat.