a spoken agreement
It didn't take long for your face to reach beyond Pentagram City.
Being plastered on websites and social media it also didn't take long for people to figure out your name.
"Are you sure you'll be okay on your own?",Cherri inquires with concern as she places her hands on your shoulders. You sigh heavily and place your hands atop of hers. With a nod of reassurance and a soft smile your gently shove her out of the door. Angel Dust had left for work just a few hours ago, now it was rearing afternoon and Cherri had a date with Vagatha.
But she was worried about you. You had a panic attack last night about being exposed, it lasted for nearly an hour. She was nervous about leaving you alone.
"Yes I'll be fine. I just need some time to process this mess.",you reassure her once more and with a final bye the door is shut. You look around the empty living room and reach up to push back your ears.
You were scared about your face being out there. You weren't ashamed of your line of work but watching Angel in his line of work made you terrified. Just because you choose what to do with your body it made others think they could do what they pleased as well.
In Hell nobody cared about rape and despite your ability to hold your own you knew there were much more powerful and bigger creatures here.
You swallowed hard and leaned against the door with a loud exhale.
Angel and Cherri would protect you until their last breath but you couldn't ask them for that. And you couldn't let them do that either. You wondered how you would leave the house now.
Your thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing just on the coffee table. Walking over you lift it up and notice a few missed texts from your spider companion. Answering his call you placed a hand on your hip,"Hey Angel sorry I didn't hear the message notifications whats—"
"DONT ANSWER—"
Angels yelling was cut off by the sound of knocking on the door. You look towards the door with furrowed brows.
"Hey I think Cherri is at the door hold on.",you walk towards the door and bring the phone down to your shoulder. With a smile you breathe out with a bit of a teasing tone,"Did you forget someth—ing..."
You trail off and hear the distant sound of Angel shouting over the phone. Looking up you meet a pair of glowing red eyes and you furrow your brows.
A tall man stands before you wearing a black dress shirt and a white fluff dotted with hearts covers his neck. His pants are a flared black and his skin is tinged purple. He looks familiar in those heart rimmed shades but you can't exactly put your finger on it.
Before you can ask him anything he grabs your phone and pushes past you and into your home.
"Hey! What the hell!",you shout while slamming the door and watching him look down at the contact before his eyes narrow. He brings it up to his ear and cocks his head.
"Angel Cakes I'll deal with you later.",with that he hangs up the phone and tosses it onto the couch. You scoff and walk towards him.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Get out of my house!",you shout and when he lifts up his hand to push back his glasses you recognize the flashy ring he wears. Your eyes widen slightly and you step back with a whole new guard up. "Valentino...?"
His sharp grin widens and his gold tooth glimmers when it catches the light. "The one and only. You're Calla...or should I say (Y/N)." Your eyes narrow and you step back when he steps forward.
"You can call me Calla. My friends call me (Y/N)."
Valentino chuckles at that.
You knew of Valentino and his counterparts Vox and Velvet. They were terrible enabling demons. You were less than warm towards Valentino especially, considering his ways towards Angel. You felt gross just being in the same room as this man.
He towered over you as he stepped towards you once more,"I'm a big fan of your work. The whole innocent act really sells down here." You stepped back but found your back hitting the front door. Looking up at him he seemed to grin wider. "I came to offer you a job working for me."
You look at him incredulously before laughing loudly and grabbing your stomach. Valentino narrows his eyes at you with a bit of a scowl. "W-What!? Me? Work for you. Are you out of your mind? Hahaha!" You begin to tear up at his ridiculous words but you gasp when his hand grabs your chin and pulls you up onto your toes.
Valentino leans his face dangerously close to yours,"I'd watch who you're talking to like that." His voice is deadly serious and you glare up at him. Grabbing his wrist your long black nails are just itching to dig into his skin. But he releases you and walks away from you. "Listen."
You watch as he pulls a cigarette from his pocket and a lighter.
Valentino turns to you as he lights up the cigarette and his eyes fall over you. He notices the way your tail sways from side to side.
Valentino was fascinated by you since he saw your first show. Innocent and sweet he knew that wasn't what you truly were. So far he's been proven right. Not to mention cats just so happened to be his favorites to play with. He was angered when he found out Angel knew of your existence. He'd deal with him later.
For now he was intended on scoring a contract with you as he did with Angel when he first arrived. But just by your guarded stance and alertness he knew you were going to be smarter than Angel and less desperate.
"With your identity exposed who's to say you're going to be safe anymore. C'mon...rapes happen by the dozen everyday and no one gives a shit. I could protect you, kitten...",his voice is smooth and hypnotic. You look up at him and scrunch your nose at the nickname he's given you.
"Don't call me that.",you retort while crossing your arms over your chest and stepping around him to walk away. You don't yet respond to the proposition, in fact you ponder it.
Valentino is one of the most feared overlords Hell has ever seen. He had power, money, fear, pretty much everything under the pentagram. But signing a contract with him was like signing away your soul. Because it was.
You turn around and are startled when he's uncomfortably close to you. He chuckles and you roll your eyes,"What would I need to do for protection from you?" Valentino was joyous by this question, yet he hid it expertly.
"Well you'd work for me...and I'd take fifty percent of whatever it is you happen to make.",he says sweetly. Your head whipped to him and you scoffed with a humorless snort.
"Excuse me? You're joking right? Do you have any idea how much that is?",you glare at him and swat away the red smoke that he blows into your face. He shrugs while looking down at his manicured hands.
Inhaling a deep breath of the red smoke he cocks his head,"Well you'd make more with me as your...manager. After all I would provide you with your own cam room at the studio, top of the line cameras, and sound. You'd make a fuck ton more than ya are here." He gestures towards the apartment.
You don't respond for a few moments as you turn away from him and begin to ponder. Valentino made a good offer. He was more than likely correct on you making way more if you were under his name.
You turn to look at him and he grins widely.
But I am not giving him my soul.
"What other terms would you lay out?",you inquire with a raised brow. Valentino feels even better.
Seems I've got her in my palm...now to close the fist. He thinks slyly.
"You'd, again, give me fifty percent your profit. You'd work only in the Porn Studios building. You'd also work on a schedule I put out for you.",he only lists off the very basic things. Things that aren't necessarily too bad. But you knew better.
Valentino doesn't like the sly smile that falls on your lips.
"I refuse to prostitute or get nude. I wear what I want",Valentino is already eyeing you as you list off terms he didn't ask for. Your eyes look around the room before landing on him. "And this will be a spoken agreement. I am not signing a contract."
Valentinos eyes widen and he scoffs with lowered brows,"Are you fuckin' stupid? Contracts are what bind my deals. A spoken agreement doesn't mean jack shit." You snort and give him a sour look.
"Well then goodbye.",you turn to leave only for him to grab your wrists with his bottom set of arms. He pulls you towards him roughly and his hands grab either of your cheeks and his manicured nails dig into your rosy cheeks. Your tail stands straight and ears point back. Valentino can't admit to himself how absolutely breathtaking you look in such casual clothing while being pissed off.
You feel your heart thump as you attempt to wriggle your hands free only for him to tug them roughly. You wince in pain.
"Do you have any idea who I am?",he growls in your face and you narrow your eyes. Valentinos glowing red eyes are narrowed and angered. Your slit irises have seemed to widen.
You couldn't bite back your sarcastic remark,"Why did you forget or something?"
He looks down at you with a sneer and you challenge him just the same. Your eyes narrowed and ears back, your tail sways from side to side. You’re ready for whatever he’s going to dish out until he shoves you away. You stumble back and notice the put out cigarette on your carpet.
“So this is an agreement then?”,he inquires while holding out his hand to you. You are unsure of what exactly he’s playing at here.
He isn’t a man to back down so easily...
You reluctantly take his hand and nod,”Its an agreement.” He grins and pulls you towards him, lifting up your chin to face him he stares down at you. His slanted eyes are narrowed and its nearly impossible to read them.
“I expect you in the office tonight. I’ll get your phone number from Angel, don’t be late.”,he says in a low tone and you gasp when his hand grabs your swaying tail. Shoving him away from you he chuckles and conceals his bitterness towards that action. “Till then, pet.~”
With that you watch him leave your apartment the tense atmosphere finally lifted. You place a hand over your racing heart and look to your phone.
Picking it up you dial back Angel and exhale deeply when he answers,”Something happened.”
❦
You stood outside of Valentinos office with nerves bundling within you and a bag slung over your shoulder.
Truth be told you were a bit nervous.
Arriving a bit early you knock on the door a few times before you hear a “come in”.
Valentino looks up from his paperwork and is a bit surprised to see you,”You’re early.” He states quite plainly and you nod while walking towards his desk with a bit of a scowl on your face.
“My mother told me being early is being on time and being on time is late.”,you look to Valentino and notice he wears the same thing he wore earlier, this time he wears a long red coat. Shifting your eyes to his left you feel your cheeks warm up slightly.
You hated Vox and everything he stood for. He was a money hungry and narcissistic overlord for Hells sake.
But wow did you think he was oh so attractive. Probably one of the most attractive men you’ve ever seen in Hell.
“You must be Vox.”,you state plainly while looking up at the towering man.
Vox was just as infatuated with you as Valentino. But he was more cold than he was. He cocked his head gently and looked down at you with narrowed eyes. “You’re that camgirl.” He notices the blush on your cheeks and brushed on the tip of your nose. Lucky for you that always seems to be present so there is really no difference. He watched the way your ears when back slightly and he found himself turning away from you to refrain from fawning over you.
“Well since you’re here lets get you ready for your first live with Porn Studios.”,Valentino grabs your attention and you nod with a sharp exhale.
What an interesting week this is going to be...