Next Week, on Hellanovella
"Juanita." Maria's voice carries in the dimly lit living room, reaching the crying demoness on the couch. She looks up, her face flushed red, a green handkerchief pressed against her face. "Maria. Come to gloat? Carlos has left me. Are you happy now?"
"That's not what I'm here for, Juanita." The short succubus steps into the room slowly, her hands hidden behind her back. A quick camera cut reveals a stoppered, blue glass bottle - and a shining Angelic blade. "I'm here to tell you the truth. It's time you knew that I'm-"
"Not really Maria. Or her evil triplet."
"Because" Juanita stood up slowly, handkerchief dropping to the ground, "I would recognize the scent of you anywhere... Matteo."
-sniff Sniif— “Oh Jaunita I feel your pain, “ he’s in his room eating a bucket of fried gizzards and crying into his gravy .
At the reveal however —
“Matteo !!! I knew it that explains the weird behavior the dinner !!”
The paperwork remains on his work desk— he’ll get to it eventually .
Oh this next episode was gonna be a doozy !!