Helluva Boss: Ink Edition

Royal Employment

At Goetia Manor, Stolas and Stella were once again arguing in the living room; however it wasn't SOLELY revolved around Stolas and Blitz this time. This time, however, was about Octavia and the upcoming wedding, especially with Stella yelling at Octavia and Stolas defending his daughter.

Octavia: Mum, I don't need to tell you if I'm seeing someone. That's my private business.

Stella: I still can't believe you would embarrass us, our family, like this! Accepting a marriage proposal from an IMP! *to Stolas* I blame you!

Stolas: Me?! I'm the one to blame for my daughter finding her true love?!

Octavia: Dad, a-aren't you-?

Stolas: No, of course I'm not, my owlette. Whatever who it is you decide to settle down with, I only wish the best for you two, whoever your partner would be. 

Stella: Stolas, you shut your beak! *to Octavia* As for you-

Octavia: Save it, Mum. The wedding is in a few months and I'm already planning the layout.

Stolas smiled and nodded while Stella nodded, having a slight look of disgust. An imp with the name 'Goetia' made her want to vomit.

Stella: This is insanity! You're allowing the lowest class of Hell into our family name! All because of so-called "LOVE"?!

Stolas: Well, you just have a way for making amazing things sound negative, don't you?

Stella: Stop talking, you cheating imp sucker! *looks to Via* Octavia, we cannot have an imp be wed into the Goetia bloodline. 

Octavia: But she planned this for months. The wedding will be underway soon-

Stella: Call it off.

Octavia: *disgusted* What?!

Stella: Everyone makes mistakes, Octavia. And seeing you act this way, this is your's. There is still time to take it back and reclaim your family honor.

Stolas looked in shock and anger while Octavia started to tear up.

Stolas: STELLA, MIND YOUR TONGUE!

Stella: Fuck off, Stolas! Octavia Goetia, as your mother, I demand you to call off this proposal immediately!

Octavia: I will not! Barbie is the woman I love and I will NEVER separate from her because you're throwing a fit!

Stella: Unbelievable! Well, if you don't leave her, I won't allow any of our family's money to be used on your wedding! Maybe you'll think twice before conceiving such an abomination of a relationship with an imp whore!

Stella didn't see the look of fury on Octavia's face as she heard that statement. She didn't see the hand. Not until said hand hit her cheek, causing her to fall to the floor and look to her daughter, also spotting Stolas gasp.

Octavia: Never, and I mean never speak that way of my fiancé again! I love Barbie and I will NEVER abandon her for someone else's wishes!

After lying on the floor some more, Stella did the most despicable thing she could do. She got to one knee as Octavia recoiled, having felt the force of the elder female's fist to her stomach as Stolas watched in horror.

Stella: How.... dare you?! I-

Octavia: Y-You hit me. *teary eyed* Mum, how could you? What kind of mother hits their  daughter?!

She ran off to her bedroom as Stella got up. She was about to follow, but Stolas grabbed her shoulder and spun her around, eyes glowing crimson and spoke with fatherly protection and fury.