[Warning: This is basically going to be scenes of you-know-what between mother and daughter, don't bother me later with that "oh, I said there's no yuri" nonsense. Skip if you don't want to see it.]
"Come on, choose." Vergil ordered like a king over two maids, Sapphire and Katharina's gaze wavered. "I won't repeat myself." He said, crossing his arms and smiling.
Sapphire was feeling completely enraged internally, but she had already realized… It's impossible to go against him now. If she doesn't, he'll force her. And she's already seen that he really will do it…
She felt completely dominated.
As for Katharina… well, unlike Sapphire, she was… 'Why is he so handsome? Damn it!' She screamed to herself in her head.
Unlike Sapphire, who liked to dominate, Katharina was… the one who liked to be dominated. At least, that's how she identified with their relationship. She was the woman and he the man. He dominated her and she liked it… However…
