Madly

Hella was furious. How dare he replace her so soon, and with a frail, young, mortal. The audacity of it all didn't sit well with her. She had given him ample time to brood over whatever was occupying that evil mind of his. Now she knew what it was, it was her Princess Beatrice Victoria.

She looked like a little whore holding B's bed sheets close to her naked chest. She wanted to suck the life out of her scrawny, little mortal body. B was hers! She had worked hard to gain his attention and affections. Before him, she had been schmoozing with low level demons and eating Toadstool eggs morning, noon and night.