Lord of Sin - A Hellaverse AUSI

In Vel's office, her screen flashed with a call- this covered the movie she was watching on repeat which annoyed her. She saw the caller ID and quickly fixed herself up-

'If this isn't serious…'

Vel was already thinking of ways to punish the flat faced bastard that called her when she was on her "break". 

She accepted the call and Vox's face appeared, he was at reception desk- rare for him as he despised appearing in public ever since he was defeated. But what caught Vel's eyes were three birdmen behind the TV headed ass-

"So, a family came asking for the boss, is he available? Or is he still fucking that first lover succubus of his?"

Vel was about to say something when a dark flame erupted behind her-

Alan's voice echoed in her office, filled with a wave of gentlemanly seduction.

"I'm free, lead them to my office"

The video cut off and Vel stared at Alan with a look that said, "what the hell?"

"What? First time hearing me speak like this?"

His tone had gotten deep, like a low rumble, there was a gruffness to his voice but it flowed smoothly. Listening to him talk was like listening to the whispers of a seductive gentleman wearing a suit and tie-

"Daddy"

By instinct, not an act, Vel blurted that one word that would define the voice that Alan was using.

"Sorry darling but I prefer you call me Sir Engel for the time being as I need to meet with a couple of- foolish owls… it won't take long, I could probably make a deal in less than an hour, if- Vox moved fast enough"

The way he spoke was unlike the rebellious hothead he was in his previous life. 

A perk after obtaining the physique of an outer god known for disguising themselves as various preachers whose sole purpose was to seduce idiots into praising the outer deities…

Alesandrei quickly left Vel's office and just as the door closed it was quickly locked. 

He ignored whatever unholy acts the crazy woman would do after that as Alan's mind was on the big fish- or big birb- no, big bird…

Entering his office, scarlet flames enveloped everything burning all to dust before purple flames followed along and created a classy office filled with books and other posh decor.

'Fucking those posh cougars does have some benefits'

The shelves were lined with books on various esoteric knowledge and crafts- otherworldly esoteric knowledge, courtesy of one interdimensional joker.

Alan sat behind the grand wooden desk as he waited for his guest to arrive.

It did not take long before a knock on the door signalled the start of the game-

"Showtime"

Alan whispered in his regular tone before returning to his calm and serious demeanor as he said in the gentleman's voice-

"Enter"

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Stella entered the office expecting to see a crass dump filled with endless stacks of porn magazines, the smell of fish and lust oozing out of the furniture but-

When the doors opened, the first thing she noticed was the air of elegance that washed over them.

The room had a dark and sophisticated appearance, bookshelves lined the walls, there were lamps that accentuated the interior design. Decorations were placed methodically around the room to show off the elegance of its owner.

Moreover, the scent that pervaded the room was that of wood, leather, musk and old book.

None of the scent overpowered each other, instead they blended together, such an interior scent profile could only be achieved by a perfect balance of furniture and other accessories placed within the room.

When Stella observed the decorations, she could see how the room's aroma was made.

'Only idiots would place random items within a room like this, unfortunately, Stolas is the kind to add a flowerpot within his study just because it "looks pretty" if he could learn a thing or two from this man then maybe he would be a more worthy husband'

She thought as she eyed the gentleman sitting behind the desk, she took her seat opposite of Stolas, Octavia their daughter had to pick where to sit, unfortunately she chose to sit with her daddy- a normal act for young girls so Stella did not bother to say anything.

After all, it would be crass of her to comment on the acts of her daughter, it would show that she had not taught her properly. As such, Stella maintained her silence as she eyed the man-

'His "performance" made me believe that he was a muscleheaded brute but this is not something one could fake. I wonder what excuse he would give us-'

Although she was impressed by the display, she still did not forget about the filthy display the man had shown before.

Stella was going to make sure that her husband did not fall for the tricks this man would use. Octavia was there to ensure that Stolas would continue to hide his bitch-face.

But all of her "careful" planning disappeared the moment Alan opened his mouth-

"What a pleasant surprise, I didn't think the Goetia's viewed me so highly- enough to have a whole family meet with me. If I may ask, to what do I owe this rather gratifying surprise visit?"

His words were smooth like silk, they had a depth that was like a faint rumble of thunder. It held power, authority and… strength.

Unintentionally, Stella found herself enraptured- years of dealing with a sissy husband just because she was engaged to him had suddenly erupted. A thought appeared in her heart but this was quickly suppressed.

She was a Goetia and she would NEVER embarrass herself, especially in front of her daughter!

What she didn't realize was that the deal between Stolas and Alan had already been made. She only snapped out of it when the two shook hands. There was no soul binding contract, it was merely an agreement between them but Stella did not know what happened.

All she saw was a pile of paper being signed by Stolas, but she didn't really bother with it as she saw that Stolas had a serious expression on his face. It was not a fake expression but a true serious face he only had when he's doing his official duties.

Knowing that her husband was not fooled, Stella did not bother to even look at the papers. Stolas is the one who loves going through contracts and reading through endless piles of paperwork. She was the one to party and relax.

The whole meeting finished quickly, the family of three exited the premise with Stola carrying a suitcase that contained his side of the deal.

Alan in his office held a glass of red wine as he watched the family enter their car, Octavia entered first followed by Stella but before she could enter, Stolas handed her an envelope.

She took it and crudely hit it in her dress before entering the car. Stolas let out a sigh, he turned to look at Alan who raised his wine glass to bid Stolas farewell and the birdman gave a small nod in response before entering the vehicle.

Alan watched the car drive away, as it disappeared, the wine glass in his hands was engulfed in scarlet flames, turning to dust and at the same time, the door opened.

"What happened?"

Vel asked as she entered the room and locked the doors.

Turning towards the horny sinner walking his way, Alan showed a calm smile as he answered.

"I gave the demon an offer he can't refuse"

Vel returned a smile as she came up to Alan, she wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging onto his body tightly as she said.

"So? What kind of offer was it?"

Alan turned to the pile of papers, amidst the pile, the image of a single imp appeared. Vel did not know the significance of that imp but based on Alan's expression, she knew it had something to do with the deal.

"What did you get?"

"A MILF"

Vel paused, she gave Alan a deep stare before asking-

"You like eating bird pussy?"

Unoffended by her words, Alan leaned forward as he replied, "You enjoyed getting plowed by tentacles"

The two stared at each other, a weird atmosphere between them. The intimate moment had vanished and Vel knew that she can't do anything anymore as she let go of Alan.

"Well, I guess you're stealing wives now?"

"Unfortunately, it's not stealing if the husband is gay"

"You're gonna suck bird dick?"

"No! The imp is, but the MILF is my ticket to recreating the Parliament"

When Vel heard Alan talk about the parliament her eyes shone, recalling the scene broadcasted on the internet. The scene of spineless men being forced to watch as their wives moan in pleasure, the female leader squirming in the rapture of lust- that was a scene that would be forever imprinted on Vel's mind.

In fact, some of those old bastards had appeared in Pentagram City and they had tried to start an uprising to take revenge on Alan.

Unfortunately for them, the Scarlet Queen, one of the many who reveled in their suffering had gotten power and she relished the opportunity to make those bastards suffer once more. But then, a thought came up to Vel prompting her to ask, "Isn't it boring to do the same thing again?".

In response, Alan gave her a reassuring smile as he said.

"Don't worry, this ones gonna be bigger, better and more satisfying- I might even take a few sins out for a spin-"

"Only three of them are women"

"Don't forget the wives~"

Vel's eyes opened wide, she stared at Alan with disbelief as she asked-

"No fucking way, are you planning to-"

"If the opportunity presents itself, why not?"

Speechless, Vel could only stare dumbly at Alan who continued to hold that crazy confidence of his.

"Damn that's hot"