Hell's Queen

Geno

This guy... He's hot as fuck, but seriously he's too cocky! 

I turned back to the TV after watching his wickedly long tongue swipe up the blue frosting on his cheek... Yet... My mind wasn't on the movie... It was on the ideas of what that tongue could do...

Quickly, I mentally slapped myself... Reminding myself of what happened last time I got attached to someone... I can't do that again...

"D-Dinner's re-ready..." Laim whimpered softly, not looking me in the eyes. 

I sighed, rubbing my head and nodded. I was too harsh on them...

I grabbed the empty plate and left for the kitchen. I threw away the garbage and placed the plate in the sink. 

After washing my hands quickly, I left for the dining room. 

The dining room wasn't really special... The table was a dark oak wood with the chairs being made the same way with soft vintage grey cushions. The table could seat at least six people, so having Reaper wasn't a problem, the problem was someone didn't tell us that we were to be expecting a new addition.

Dinner tonight was lasagna... Something that I'm not a fan of...

"I-I-" Ivy tried to say, but with one glance, she shut her mouth quickly.

The guest looked amused to say the least. I really don't get was so amusing about that... 

Ignoring it, we bowed our heads in silence. I know, odd. Two Devil worshippers praying for their meal! Nah, they're not doing that. They just know better than to not at least have a moment to be grateful for their meal. 

"Okay? I thought you two were Satanist?" The cloaked monster asked Liam and Ivy. 

"We are. Can't we be glad that we have a meal?" The feisty side of the brunette snapped at the cloaked monster.

"Lia, thin ice." I told without even looking at her as I ate the food. 

It was a bit bitter, but honestly, it could've been worse. 

"Sorry, Reaper..." She muttered, reluctance in her voice. 

I just nodded, accepting that. 

"G, do we have to eat with him at the table?" One of the Christian loving humans asked, her eyes hard on the guest.

"Yes. We eat like a family, no matter who you hate. Just be glad that I didn't put you two next to him." I shrugged as I heard quiet squeaks from them. 

Honestly, me and Reaper were the only ones at the head of the table. The four girls being split in half like a book. They're lucky that I haven't decided to be a bigger asshole about the whole ordeal, though I don't really have the energy to... Plus, I don't need to.

"So, Reaper, how long will you be here again?" I asked, my voice guarded as I continued to eat. 

"About two years, maybe longer if something holds me back." He smirked at the last bit. 

I frowned as I took a bite of my food. The last person who said that... Well... Nothing ended good for either of us...

"How will you help around the house?" I questioned, not wanting to have a slacker in hanging around. 

The cloaked monster rose an eyebrow, for a moment looking confused. That just made me sigh in both tiredness and annoyance.

"Ivy, does the laundry most of the time, even though I tell her she doesn't have to." I pointed a fork at the dyed black-haired girl, who simply rolled her eyes. "Alex buys the food we need." My fork moved to the light blue eyed Christian. "Liam washes the dishes and sweeps the floor." The dark haired brunette glared at the cloaked guy once more, but kept quiet. "And, Layla here makes sure that the we don't fucking slack off and buys what we need in our bathrooms." The caramel colored girl blushed lightly, nodding at my statement. "I make the food unless someone breaks the rules and do most of the bills." I looked him dead in the eyes. He stared back... "What are you going to do to help around the house? I don't like slackers." 

His smirk widen as his eyes shimmered with an unknown emotion. He was... Interested in me... I know that for sure...

"Whatever you need me to do, sweet cheeks." He winked at me, making me groan. 

"Go to hell." I hissed.

"I'm the ruler of Hell." He retorted, getting a snort of laughter from me.

"Yeah right and I'm the Right-Hand Angel of the fucking God." I snapped, getting an amused laugh from him. 

"Oh, you're fun~" 

I growled at that saying... I didn't want to hear that saying...

"Shut the fuck up and answer the damn question." I grumbled, turning back to my meal... I felt full and I barely even touched it... Old habits die hard, I guess...

"Like I said, whatever you'd need me to do." His smirk was only getting bigger...

"Okay then, you're coming with me to the shop." I decided, getting a raised eyebrow. "You said anything~" I purred, throwing a flirtatious smile into the mix.

His cheeks were dusted a light blue as he chuckled.

"Sure thing, sugar cakes." He tried.

"Hopefully you know how to make them." I smirked as I saw everyone's shocked expressions. 

I chuckled as I tried to finish my food, despite that I was already feeling sick from overstuffing myself.

The rest of the dinner was quiet... Something that I liked...