"Does it still hurt?" Angel asks staring down at my bare back. It had started out with him scratching my back because holy fuck he has amazing nails and knows how to give the best back scratches, to Angel now asking to take a better look at the scaring and somehow I'm out of my shirt and letting him trace the brand.

"Not anymore, it hurt more the first few weeks." I explained facing the TV watching King Kong, the one with Tom Hiddleston in it. Though I was barely paying attention, I was mostly focusing on his fingers brushing over my skin. "When did you get it?" Angel had so many questions "A few days after Alastor joined us..."

I yelped rather loudly feeling his large hand smack my back. "Why didn't you say somethin sooner?!" Hissing loudly I curled into myself preparing for another attack.

"I asked Husk when he made his deal if he had the same thing and he just said that he felt suffocated. I just figured every soul contract was different." I grumbled into my chest, I wasn't sure what to expect since I've never lost my soul before. Or half of it.

"It's always the same! The suffocating feeling is something that can pop up whenever they try to show their dominance, fuck babes. How're you so peppy around him?!" Slowly peeking out at Angel, I could see how concerned and worried he was. He was angry but I wasn't sure if he was angry at me or Alastor.

Grabbing my shirt I shifted my gaze back to the Tv as I slowly shoved it over my head. Memories of that day flashed through my head. I could still feel the pain in my throat. "Easy really...Alastor doesn't take any amount of attitude well." I sat up letting the material fall down my body covering the scar from view. Reaching down I pull Nuggets into my lap and start scratching behind his ears.

His next question though made me still in my actions.  "Does Charlie know?" I was afraid he'd say something, tell her and Alastor would get mad at me. "No, please don't say anything." I face him fully now. I could feel my eyes sting at the possibility of her finding out. She'd give me this look between horrified and pity.

I didn't need pity, after all Alastor wasn't as terrible of a boss as Valentino was to Angel. He let me have free time and he gave me my new book. He could be so much worse to me. I don't need Charlie or anyone else finding out about the branding. I didn't even want Angel to know about it, I had thought he would be facing away or doing something else instead of watching me change.

"Babes, he can't jus do this and get away with it." He grips my shoulders with one set of hands and cups my jaw with the other. "Please Anthony," I begged feeling a tear slip free. I barely used his real name because of how much he hated it.

I hated that look of pity.

"Fine..." I felt myself heave a breath of relief sagging my shoulders as I shut my eyes. Maybe it was a good thing Angel knew about my secret, or maybe it would cost me everything. His thumb brushes my cheek, smearing the lone tear into my skin. "Thank you, I promise I'm okay."

Shaking his head, Angel pulled us away, keeping one arm wrapped around my shoulders as we walked through the halls. "Come on, let daddy make some lunch." A gag left my lips at his choice of words before laughing. "You love it,"

Smiling I nodded my head wrapping my arm around his waist pulling us closer together. "I know, you're my favorite husband to be." his pink eyes glanced down at me. "I got demoted? Damn." We snickered together as we made our way towards the kitchen. Angel was gonna make us this zucchini dish that sounded amazing. I fucking loved that Charlie always had a stocked kitchen for me. I wonder who's been doing the grocery shopping since Alastor made me his assistant.

Upon entering the kitchen Angel froze, staring Alastor down with a mixture of emotions running over his features. My hand squeezed around his hip, trying my best to comfort my friend. "Good morning my darling, how was your rest?" Alastors prominent grin seemed to falter slightly at the sight of us.

"I slept fine, how was yours?"I gave the man a small smile in greeting as I slowly pulled away from Angel. Moving towards the pantry to get out what little supplies we would need. "It was wonderful!" Alastor exclaims, placing his newspaper down on the small table that wasn't there yesterday.

He let out a happy pleasant hum standing from his seat to lean against his cane. "Young Charlotte seemed most excited this morning. All due to you it seems." Letting out a small groan I hold my face. "Damn it Charlie." I grumble. I really didn't want Alastor finding out about my 'date' this friday. I don't know why I thought I could hide this, but it seems Charlie had to tell him.

Alastor hummed a random tune as he made his way to stand beside me. "Ooh, pray tell what is this about?" He acted rather excited to hear the tea.

It seemed Angel finally snapped out of his thoughts and moved himself between Alastor and I, knocking me over a few spaces as he got to work.

"She's just happy Emes getting out there." Angel rolled his eyes taking my knife and slicing the vegetable into strips. "Is that so," Alastor mutters, narrowing his eyes.

Alastor did not like what had just happened. "Darling," looking up at my boss I watched his grin grow. "be a lamb would you?" He nods to the small radio on the counter. "Sure thing," I move away from Angel and got to shifting through the stations for a good broadcast.

Angel narrows his eyes at the man beside him, though it's obvious to anyone who has eyes that Alastor doesn't seem to feel the least bit threatened by Angel. His smile grew, his eyes narrows, though no words were uttered you could see Alastor was just waiting. Waiting for Angel to say something to insult him.

I glance between the two nervously. "How's this?" I asked bringing the men's attention to me. Alastair's mystical laughter reverberated around the room. The laugh track echos as well possibly hiding somewhere in the shadows. "Perfect darling," nodding my head I made my way to stand beside Angel looking over his shoulder. Watching intently to learn the recipe.

"You just eyeball all this?"

"Course I do." He smirked bumping his hip to mine, only he was way too fucking tall so he ended up bumping his hip into my rib. "What even is this shit?" he asked staring at the radio. "You could have put something more poppy on, ya know? Not this crap."

It was Miles Davis, I like to think I became a better expert on Jazz music than I was before. But I hope no one ever quizzes me on who a certain person is or I'm fucked. "Ignore him darling," Alastor smirks strolling through the kitchen back to his seat. "Be a dear and refill my cup would you?" Nodding my head I grab his coffee mug and refill it.

'Looks like we're almost out of coffee again, I'll have to make a run again.' 

"Oi, she isn't a pet. You have legs use em." Angel narrows his eyes again, a distasteful sneer on his lips. "I have legs? I wasn't aware in the slightest." Alastor's mood was shifting, he was purposely agitating Angel. Placing the cup on his small table he gave me a nod in thanks. "Baby get over here, I'm teaching you remember."

"I wasn't aware you were capable of teaching my dear assistant anything." Alastors smirk widened watching Angel's expression turning darker. "Why you mothafuck-"

"Okay enough." I place myself between Alastor and Angel keeping my back to Alastor, giving Angel my full attention. "Angel, please stop." I place my hands in his, hoping to ease the tension in here some how. "He can't just-"

"It's okay." I squeeze his fuzzy hands. "Trust me please."

"Babes you...I won't let him hurt you anymore." He promised me. "I'm okay, I don't need you protecting me." Alastor's eyes narrow. How dare he try to come between him and his possession. He did indeed find it amusing to see the tiny soul before him trying to ease the situation from escalating anymore than it had. Just another reason he enjoyed having her as his assistant.

"You're gonna get yourself killed." Angel mutters pulling her in for a hug glaring down at Alastor behind her. Alastor smirks, taking a sip of his coffee refusing to break the staring contest. "I'm too stubborn to die anytime soon." I smile pulling back. "Why don't you go talk with Husk, you know he makes you feel better." I whisper the last part.

"Fuck off, he does not." he shook his head "I'll teach you later alright?" nodding my head I watch the man leave the kitchen, giving Alastor another warning glare before disappearing completely. Letting out a sigh of relief I face the smirking gentleman behind me. "You two I swear."

"Hmm?" he cocks his head to the right staring me down. "Did you have to insult him?" I asked, leaning against the counter picking my nail. Chuckles left his lips as he waved off my concern for my friend. "My dear sweet girl. Did you expect me to let him talk down to me? Surely not." Slowly nodding my head I let out another sigh running my fingers through my hair.

A headache was coming to fruition and I desperately wished I had some medication to help with the oncoming pain. "I merely returned the energy he was giving me." Standing from his seat the small table disappeared into a black void as he made his way to stand beside me. "I told him not to not make a big deal." I grumble to myself not really caring if Alastor heard me or not.

"You care for him don't you." It wasn't a question more like a statement. Nodding my head I force a small smile "He's my friend, I've been thinking of something pretty stupid to help him but I don't know..."

A series of chuckles left his lips again "You wish to be reckless do you?" Glancing up the smirk on his lips made me think maybe it wasn't a good idea to tell him this. "Go on then, tell me your ideas." biting my bottom lip I shrug my shoulders picking at my nail again.

"Well...what do you know about breaking contracts?"

"You aren't thinking of breaking mine, are you? That would be very wrong indeed." shaking my head no I stare up at him frowning. "No, I don't mind ours." He nodded going back to his normal carefree self. "Wonderful! It pleases me that you do not wish to part from me, I could never bring myself to release you." Yep. Here comes the headache.

"Now then, breaking a contract can be rather difficult." I watched him wave his hand as images appear before us. The ideal contract floated between us showing a random name written at the bottom. And two smaller shadow-like creatures standing side by side.

"The few ways I know include, the original holder to give up ownership." The shadow figures show one shrugging his shoulder and burning the small contract between them. "Or the contracted dies." The one shadowy figure falls over dead causing the contract to void itself out.

"I don't want that for Angel, isn't there another way?" I asked fearful staring up at Alastor worried. "Well the original contractor could transfer ownership to another individual." shaking my head I knew Angel wouldn't like. He deserved to be free from Valentino's hold.

"Of course there is always my personal favorite." The two shadow figures were wrestling to the ground eventually killing the other causing the contract to void itself out. "These are the few I've learned from my time in Hell. Does that answer your question?"

Bringing a hand to my chin in thought I processed everything Alastor told me. 'There's no possible way I'd be able to kill Valentino, and there's no way Valentino would transfer ownership of Angels contract to me. I definitely don't want to see Angel die, so my only option is to somehow get Angels contract.' 

"Do you think Valentino would listen to Vox? Like if Vox told Valentino to get rid of a contract he would?"

"Hmmm, I don't know maybe. Perhaps I could enlighten you to that tidbit of information for something in return." Staring up at the almost gleeful expression on his face I frowned.

"What else could you want from me? You already own my soul. I'm not willing to 'run away' from you. I know I can't."

"All I would require from you my dear is to stop getting so emotionally invested in the occupants of this establishment." He twirled his cane as he walked around. "You are my assistant after all. Your job is to assist me, I'd rather not have to summon you every time I need you." He gave me a pointed look waiting for my answer.

"I would just have to spend more time with you?" Scrunching my brows together a laugh tried to bubble up. "Yes darling, that is all i require of you."

"But what if Charlie needs me, would I be able to help her?"

"Of course my dear. If young Charlotte requires your assistance for anything then I would have to let her take you away." So that means if Charlie asked me to do something I should be good. And if he tried to argue I could just get Charlie to say it was fine or she could use her princess authority.

"Deal." He held out his hand and I quickly shook it. Green light and energy wrapped around the room as a loud roar billowed around us. Alastor features grew more excited at the deal being made. The man loved his deals.

"Wonderful!" As the air returned to normal Alastor and I were standing rather close to one another when Vaggie burst into the room spear in hand. She was looking around frantically. Angel not far behind her with a Tommy gun in two of his four hands. Charlie was looking frantic as she looked for the source of danger.

"What happened?!?" Vaggie snarled glaring at the two of us. Alastor looked around feigning confusion. "Whatever do you mean? Has something happened?" A coy smirk refused to leave his lips.

"You made a deal with him?!" Vaggie glared at me now. "What exactly did you agree to!" Her tiny frame stalked our way "Nothing, Alastor was just showing me more of his magic." I lied, wiggling my fingers around the word magic.

Angel was staring at us suspiciously, he already didn't trust Alastor after what he did to Emmie's back but here she was defending him. He didn't know what to think. "Where did you even get your gun? You have it stashed away somewhere around here?" Emmie asked him, staring confused at the old weapon.

"You think I'll tells you my secrets?" Angel smirked, pointing his weapon to the ground. "Emmie I'm not stupid." Vaggie snapped crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't know what game you're pulling but it ends now." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. 'Sorry Vaggie but if it means helping Angel get out of his contract then no dice.' 

"Now, now, I will have no one shouting at the girl." Alastor stood tall, staring everyone down daring them to argue against him. "Emmie are you sure you're okay?" Charlie glanced between the two of us with a worried expression. Nodding my head I gave a small smile "I'm fine, now stop acting like Al is going to cut my head off and use it as a vase." I shot back, crossing my arms over my chest. "Uh huh, sure." Angel rolled his eyes.

"Hmm, okay. I trust you." Rolling my eyes I watched Vaggie narrow her eyes once again at Alastor before she and Charlie left. "Darling, shall we continue our conversation in a more private setting?"

Nodding I watch the man extend his arm to exit the kitchen. "After you."

We walked past Angel and back towards the hotels rooms. Alastor humming a merry turn once again as he guided up towards his room. As soon as he opened the door I was hit with a musty scent. The swamp waters lapping at the shore and crickets chirping in the distance. I could see a few handful of fireflies flying through the vicinity.

"Now, where were we?"

Alastor sat in one of his chairs, back straight with his left hand resting under his chin as he apprised me. "You were going to tell me if Vox would be able to convince Valentino to get rid of a contract." He gestures to the seat opposite of him and I quickly sat down. Staring up at the man, forcing my knee to stay still when all my nerves in my body were begging for release.

"Vox is childish, all you need to do is present the man with something valuable. Be that information, money, sex." His nose scrunched at the idea of the last one. "He's a businessman, you just need to know how to play your cards correctly and he'll fall to your feet."

Nodding my head I racked my brain from every interaction I've had with the man. He hated Alastor for reasons I wasn't sure. He wanted me to work for him and even offered to kill Alastor. "Why does he hate you?"

Alastor shrugs his shoulders a grin still on his face. "I believe it might be because he knows he'll never be able to surpass me." Nodding my head again I was starting to get an idea. "So to get Vox to do what I want I just need to offer him something so incredible that he'd get rid of Angel's contract." I muttered to myself, basically repeating what Alastor had said not too long ago.

"Exactly my dear, now what do you intend to do." Looking up at Alastor I could see him almost gleeful. He looked like a kid ready to spray someone with a super soaker full of cat urine. "Well...I know he wants intel on you, thats why he told Pentious to come to the hotel. Maybe he was trying to spy on all of us but I think it was mostly directed towards you." I started watching him nod his head.

"Indeed,"

Biting my bottom lip, I'm not sure if Alastor was going to like my next thought. It was worth a shot though. "I could give him a random factoid about you. Something, you deem okay of course. If it's juicy enough information he'll have to hand over Angel's contract to me."

I was right. Alastor did not like the idea of giving Vox any intel in regards to himself. "And what will you do with his contract, if you are able to get it?"

Staring at the man confused. He knew what I'd do with Angel's contract. I'd let him go, let him be free again. "You know what I'd do."

I watched him shake his head sadly. "Hmm, such a waste. But, your plan does have some merit. You may tell him one detail about myself." my jaw dropped. He gave me the go ahead?! Really? "Uh...thank you Alastor, I'm honestly surprised you agreed to my plan."

Chuckles left his lips as his shadow expanded behind him. The shadow was looking more animal like, larger horns and glowing green eyes staring down at me hungry. "All for entertainment my darling."

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Charlie had decided to do another group bonding time. Everyone was sat together surrounding the TV watching Angel's 'performance' in one of his porno's. Charlie looked like she was going to be sick, Pentious looked straight up disturbed, Vaggie more annoyed than anything, Nifty looked way too into it. Husk was at the bar cleaning random glasses. He refused to be apart of 'Show and Tell' day.

I sat on the floor cross legged. My hands gripping my knees disgusted with the video. "Dude why?" I moan throwing my hands over my eyes to avoid seeing Angel's rough bondage sex. I was just counting down the days till I saw Vox again to offer my small tidbit of information.

"Ya know, this performance won me a 'Sex-x-x' award!" Angel spoke up, clearly pleased with his work in the film.

"It's uh...very...honest?...oh." Charlie starts only to cringe away in fear? Disgust? Something along the lines of those two. Vaggie didn't even bother trying to congratulate Angel for participating in Show and Tell. "Ew!" was all she said. It wasn't until Charlie looked like she might actually vomit did she put a stop to the film.

"Okay! Enough of that. Angel what the fuck?"

Keeping my eyes glued to Angel's form I watched him look over confused. "What?! You said it was 'Show n' Tell' day." Pointing to the TV again as one of his louder moans ripple through the room. "I'm showin' you my best film, and I'm tellin' you that it scored me a win over that bitch Tiffany Titfucker." He was still salty about the other pornstar.

"Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene." Husk called from behind the bar, cleaning yet another already clean glass. "Alright dickhead," Angel huffed rolling his eyes as he couldn't believe Husker had the audacity to criticize his performance.  "What makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fuckin' face?" Angel snaps pointing a finger in his direction.

"You really going to sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?" Husk stared Angel down waiting to be proved wrong. My friends gasp of shock echos louder than the TV. "Fuck you!" Angel was getting more offended than I thought he would. "This is classy art!" Angel snaps pointing to the TV again, on the screen he was getting spanked repeatedly before the Hellhound jump up and bit him in the ass.

Pentious hid behind his flap things and his hat eye looked fucking terrified. "Thats bullshit." Husk finally joined the rest of us as he walked straight up to Angel. "You get drunk and bitch about them all the time. Everyone likes to bitch to the bartender. I know everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point." 

Angel thought over Husks words still rather offended by his earlier comment. "That one," Husk pointed at Pentious. "Is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep!" My head shot over towards Pentious who was giving everyone a sheepish grin. "You could come snuggle next time if you can't sleep?" I offered giving a sheepish grin fighting with the thought that Pentious was being anything creepy at all.

"Princess, is a bleeding heart who wants to solve everybody else's problems 'cept her own." Charlie gasped looking nervous. "Whaaat?! No, I- What? Pffft, no, no, no." and quickly Charlie hid away from Husk's stare.

"This one judges everyone and everything because she hates herself." Husk nodded to Vaggie. Vaggie just threw her head back and groaned.

"You bend over backwards to help everyone because you think as soon as you stop being useful, you'll be all alone and unwanted." Husk said pointing at me now. My eyes go wide as fear ripples through my body. No. How did he find out? I didn't talk to him much to begin with. I thought we were sort of friends, why would he say that about me?

How did he fucking know I had abandonment issues?! "And Nifty? You don't even want to know her deal." Husk mutters guzzling down his bottle of cheap booze. "Emmie is that true?" Charlie whispers from her spot. I could practically feel the pitying look she was drilling in the back of my head.

"No! I...No!" I snapped hugging myself and staring at the floor. I couldn't believe Husk was airing out everyone's secrets.

Angel was the only one to find this funny. "You weren't kidding!" Angel was over acting at this point moving around his little couch to stare at everyone. "Wow! Kitten's got claws!" He reached out bringing Husk's face towards his as he let out a 'meow' in a slow sensual way.

Husk glared pointing a finger in Angels face now. "And you!" He huffed. "Don't get me started. I see right through you and all this bullshit and how fake you are."

Angel fake laughed hugging the back of the couch as he spoke. "Oh, me? Fake? Wow. I had no idea." He spoke sarcastically as he stood up officially now. "Guess thats why I'm an actor dumbass. And-" music filtered through the room making Angel pause. "Hold that thought." He grabbed his phone and quickly answered the call.

Frowning I watched Angel walk away. His voice strained to sound pleasant. "Hello? Uh, yeah Im-I'm...no, no, I just, I..." He was stammering now. I could hear it in his voice. I already knew who he was talking to. Fucking Valentino. "No, I-I'm not...but, uh...yeah, I'll be right there." He was trying so hard to sound normal and carefree but I fucking hated this hold Valentino had on him.

"Well uh, looks like Val needs me for an, uh emergency shoot"

"uh huh, sure."

"You know what? Fuck you.I don't give a shit about what some drunk ass bartender thins a' me. So why don't you just crawl back to whatever cave you came from, porn critic."

Angel made his way towards the door. He couldn't be late. "Angel you can't leave yet. We haven't finished our exercises for the day." Charlie tried to block off the door. Scrambling to my feet I rush to Charlies side grasping her arm. "Charles stop..." I begged hoping she'd understand.

"I'm sure you'll manage without me." Angel was putting on a big performance but I could see the slight tremble in his shoulders. He didn't want to go. Charlie pulled herself away from me and quickly shut the door. Blocking Angel again. "There isn't much time left for the hotel to prove itself."

"Charles!" I hiss grasping her hand while Angel leaned down holding her shoulder. "Dollface, it's my job. I know you want to fix everything, but unless you can fix my boss, theres nothing you can do." Angel quickly left the hotel after that. I pull Charlie into a hug as she grumbles into my shoulder. Her arms squeezing me tightly.

"Uuugh why is this so haaaaaard?"

"I know," I coo rubbing her back trying to comfort her. "Doesn't he know we need him here? What am I doing wrong?"

"Well, I mean..."

Squeezing Charlie's shoulder I rest my chin on her head, which was hard since she was a head taller than me. "You aren't doing anything wrong, Angel just can't just ignore his boss."

"You are the princess of hell," Vaggie started taking my place to comfort the princess. "So?" her voice was muffled against Vaggie's shoulder. "So, you don't really use the power that comes with that," Charlie looked away, pouting hugging herself. "Which i love about you. But maybe you can...I don't know, command a little more...authority?"

"But thats so mean!!" She whines, I know Charlie likes to do things the non spoiled princess way. She always wanted souls to know that just because she was the princess of hell, she still cared for her people.

"Its not mean, exactly." Vaggie shrugs, giving a sympathetic grin. She tilted her head to the right as she continued. "It's uh, aggressive kindness."

That seemed to do the trick because Charlie perked up excited with a new idea in her mind. "Okay! I could be so aggressively kind to Angel's boss...That I will convince him to let Angel spend more time at the hotel!"

My eyes widened in terror. "Sure, whatever gets you there babe."

"Maybe I should come with you Charles, I uh...Valentino is not someone you want to mess with." I grasp Charlie's elbow, looping my arm through hers. "Perfect! Lets go right now!" I let Charlie pull me out the doors of the hotel and into one the large limo.

This was good. Perfect actually...I could speak with Vox and put my plan into action. My nerves were building with every second. Would this actually work? I hoped it would, otherwise it would be a fucking waste of time. 'Agh! Okay Emmie, just breathe. The worst Vox will do is laugh in my face.' I took deep breaths it'll be okay. It just had to.

"We're here! Oooh I've never been to a porn studio before!"

"It's a little weird Charles," I mutter watching her bounce with nervousness or excitement, possibly a combination of the two. "Just be your adorable self and try not to stay too close to Valentino...he's so gross." I gagged again. "He can't be that bad Emmie." she waved me off and was quick to jump out of the limo and to the front doors.

"Wait!" I chased after her watching her look around excited. "Oh, so this is where the magic happens." Groaning to myself I jump through the doors and quickly rush to Charlie's side covering her eyes from seeing some of the sights. "Emmie!" She squeaks holding my hands and trying to pull them away.

"You're too innocent. Don't look!" I huffed trying to pull her away from the ram demon being oiled up. "That is a lot..." she muttered peeking between my fingers to stare at the oil. "What the ever loving fuck are you doing here?!" Angel hissed ripping Charlie back. "Emmie what the fuck I told you to stay away from here!"

"I am the Princess of Hell, Angel. And I go where I please with my minions." She spoke with a very authoritative tone. I couldn't believe Charlie called me a minion. First Pentious now Charlie? "I'm here to get you some time off for the hotel." Charlie whispers smirking to herself. She didn't care about the terrified look on Angels face.

"Now, where's your boss?"

"Oh, no, no, no." Angel started dragging Charlie out of the studio  "You are going nowhere near Val-"

"Angel?! What is the fucking hold up!" Valentino snarled looking back towards us. Our eyes locked and I watch them narrow. "I'm..coming!"

"Not off camera you're not." Val hissed glaring at the two of us. "Please, please, just wait. Wait until I'm done working. We will talk about this, I promise. But first, you've gotta go." Angel was fucking terrified at this point. I could hear it in his voice, I could see it in his stance. My anger was boiling at this point. I needed to speak with Vox. Now.

"Aaaah, your majesty." Valentino's voice sounded like nails on a chalk board. "Oh shit," Angel cringes. It was too late. "Welcome to my humble sex dungeon." Valentino welcomes Charlie in his fake happy tone. "What can I do for such a -" Charlie was too nice and endured the disgusting lick up her arm. Gripping Charlie's shoulders I pull her away from Valentino protectively. "Mmm! Lovely Specimen! You don't want a role, do you? Because I could make you a star." Valentino chuckles. "And young candy is here too! I knew you were interested in working for me."

"Er...Actually I need to speak with Vox. It's rather risky contacting him with Alastor always around me." Valentino's eyes narrow down at me, sizing me up wondering what I would ever want with Vox before his shoulders shrug.

"Hmm, you know he'd find you much more appealing if you were in one of my little costumes. You aren't the first to throw themselves at him." You know at this point I wasn't even going to bother arguing with him on that. "Uh...I'm sorry, we have come to aggressively, kindly-"

"Charles shush." I slapped her arm as I stare at Valentino texting away. "But we need-"

"Just shush," I begged. Angel was shaking behind Valentino at this point. "Are you sure?" I nodded my head "Emmie we came all this way."

Valentino watched the exchange confused. Glancing back at Angel giving him a glare before facing the two of us again. "Since when do you need to speak with Vox? What's it about? Are you in trouble?" Charlie whispered the last part worriedly.

"What? No! I can talk to you about it later tonight." I watched electricity spark in front of me. As the cloud of dust cleared I could see the annoyed look on the TV's face. "You. What do you want?" I nodded my head to another area of the room. "Can I speak with you somewhere more private? It's about my boss."

Vox's expression was skeptical but intrigued. His eyes narrow as he walks away. "Emmie! What are you doing?!" Angel hissed terrified, his wide pink eyes were shooting back and forth between the two of us. "Hush babes, I'll see you later tonight." I gave a small smile showing the man I would be okay.

I felt disgust coil through my core feeling Vox's grip wrap around my waist guiding me towards a random security camera. I felt like my entire body was on pins and needles as electricity shot through every single one of my pores. My hair was practically sticking up in all directions when he finally let me go.

I stumble trying to catch my breath. What the fuck just happened. "Talk, you said you had something on your Alastor?" Looking around I was in a dome like room with a large computer. Almost as big as the Batcomputer from Batman. It was showing all over the Pride ring.

Nodding I ran my fingers through my hair pushing everything back in place. "Yeah."

"Why now. Last we spoke you stated that I was 'unable' to defeat Alastor." He growls glaring at me from his seat. "Yeah well...I want to make a deal with you."

His eyes widened as his intrigue sparked even more. A hand moved to his chin as he leaned back in his chair, his entire body completely open. "A deal hmm?" nodding my head I walked towards him standing before him now. I was standing straight and staring at him determined. I resisted the urge to pick at my nails.

"What kind of deal?"

His red eyes travel up my body again. "I want Angel's contract." Okay right to the point, I came all the way here to get Vox to help me. "I'm willing to help you with Alastor. But I need Angels contract." Vox barked out a laugh throwing his head back.

"Oh please, you think I'm just going to hand over Angel's contract for someone on Alastor?" he rolled his eyes "You'll need to come up with something better than that." Rolling my eyes I cross my arms over my chest "Look, I'm willing to give you info on Alastor."

"Why the change of heart?" He beckoned me to come closer with a single finger. "My friends found my brand." I mutter taking a step closer. I don't really want to show him anything but if it meant getting on Vox's good side then so be it. "Brand?" I bite my bottom lip before turning around and lifting my shirt off my back and showing half of the large brand.

"A few months ago Alastor decided to brand me as soon as we shook hands when I agreed to work for him." I explained putting my shirt back in place and facing Vox again. His hand hadn't left his 'chin' as I spoke. "For the most part Alastor didn't have me do much but it's getting worse. Charlie and the gang are taking notice."

"All of this for Angel's contract?"

Nodding my head I look at one of the monitors "Yes, so what do you think? You convince Valentino to give me Angel's contract and I'll give you info on Alastor."

"Keep your princess from making deals with him and I'll see what I can do." I look away from the monitor to face the TV headed man. "No deal. I want Angels contract by the end of the day." Chuckles left his lips "I see you're still a bitch."

Rolling my eyes again "I've always been a bitch." His hand encircled my wrist and yanked hard. "Oof!" I cringe feeling myself land in Vox's open lap. His arms circle my waist squeezing tightly. "You drive a hard bargain but deal." His left hand traveled up to my chin and forced me to face him. "I'm so glad you've finally come to your senses."

Looking in his spiraling red eye I could feel myself loosening up around him. He did smell good, it was like a mixture of when lightning strikes and the natural musky scents. "Now then...tell me what you know about Alastor."

I blinked up at him. Shaking my head I pull back some to see him more clearly. "But Angels contract."

"You'll get it, don't you trust me?" Narrowing my eyes I stare at him like hes crazy. How could he possibly think I'd trust him. "No I-" My eyes widen in shock seeing a fire taking place in the porn studio. Angel was trapped on the bed as the fire spread. "Charlie what the fucking fuck!" I hissed. The fire was getting higher and higher. Angel would be burnt to a crisp if they didn't put out that fire soon.

"Your friend really pissing Val off." Vox smirked to himself watching the scene unfold. My heart was hammering in my chest painfully fast. Angel was so scared. Valentino looked fucking murderous in the camera.

"Yeah...she gets herself involved in everything." I muttered looking away from the camera to stare at his blank screen. "You actually might like her. She's pretty amazing." Vox rolled his eyes standing from his seat and stalking close behind me staring at the cameras as well.

One of his clawed fingers glides up the small of my back sending shivers down my spine. "Your wardrobe is hideous." I hated the way my shirt started to rise in the back. "So I've been told." I mutter trying to keep the disgust from my tone. I needed him on my goodside. As soon as I have Angels contract I never have to deal with him again.

"These would look much better over there." His large sharp tooth grin seemed to grow as he started to bunch up the fabric of my shirt. "What are you doing." He couldn't possibly trying to make a move. "You really are dumb aren't you."

"No. Why would I put out when you haven't upheld your end of the deal." I step away from him. "You haven't exactly given me anything either, toots."

Nodding my head I moved away from him. "I suppose we can't exactly trust one another." Vox rolls his eyes. "Are you able to imitate people's voices?" I suddenly ask, turning my back to the man as a smirk starts to form. "Why?" The suspicious look in his eye remained as he stared down at me.

"I'm just saying. If you're this big bad, powerful overlord whose sole purpose is electronics I'd say you have the upper hand. Alastor obviously hates anything after the nineteen thirties correct?" I asked the man as I moved around his large computer.

It was insanely massive, it didn't make sense to have this many monitors. "Obviously, what are you getting at?"

Turning to face him fully I did my best to give a kind smile. One thing Alastor taught me is when you smile the other person won't know your true motives. I wanted Vox to think I was completely on his side. It's all I could hope for out of this. "I'm saying, if you're able to imitate voices then why don't you try to do Alastor's. I know for a fact he'll get all moody if he hears himself singing modern day music. Possibly even boy bands."

Snicker left the mans lips as he stalked my way, choosing to stand directly in front of me now. His large hands rested on the console behind me, trapping my body against his. "I don't want to 'annoy' Alastor toots, I want him dead." he stated matter of factly.

"Why kill him when you could forever annoy him. Drive him mad, insane, doing these little harmless things that will always seem innocent to the people of Hell." I reach up to fix his bowtie from its crooked appearance. "You'll win the people's favor even more if they randomly see Alastor snap for no reason at you."

I watched the man before me shiver under my touch, he tried his best to ignore the pleasant feeling coursing through his body. "I will hm?" his face leaned down the sharp corners of his face cut into my cheek as his forked tongue glided across my neck. "Of course," I whisper, clenching my eyes shut.

'Ugh, my first time getting freaking in hell and it's with a guy with a fucking TV for a head.' Taking a deep breath I grip his shoulders as he shifted closer. I could feel something hard pressed against my stomach. 'Seriously? Already hard? For fucks sake man, how into yourself are you?'

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I pulled back some running my fingers up his neck resting just below the wires connecting to his face. His red eyes were crazed, I could feel the harsh grip on my waist pushing me further into the console till I was sitting with the TV man himself between my legs.

"Ah wait!" I gasped feeling his hands start to lower, his thumbs digging deep in my inner thighs creeping dangerously close. "Why should I? You're enjoying yourself." He mutters leaning down pressing his lips to mine.

It was strange, I was fully expecting to feel a TV screen, to feel the static you'd feel when you're watching an old tv after midnight but it felt so real. His lips felt almost human, his sharp teeth bit into my lower lip wanting access to my mouth. His large hands squeeze my thighs dangerously tight, I knew there might be bruises later.

"Vox!" I cried out pulling away, quickly throwing my hands over his mouth to stop him. Lightly panting, I stare up at him, his eyes showed how annoyed he was with me. "The contract." I remind him again. I wanted the contract in my hand before I would do anything more with him.

"I'll get it." He mutters beneath my hands. "By tonight?"

"Yes by tonight." He growls irritated now. "Then we'll have to continue then. I can't give you my ideas and fuck you." His growls become more staticky, more glitchy. "Don't be a baby." I narrow my gaze. "You finish your end of the deal and I'll make sure you and your friend here," my hand grazes against the bulge digging against my thigh. "Has a happy ending, hm?"

'Oh god I can't believe I actually said this. I think I'm hanging out with Angel too much.' I thought as I batted my lashes up at the man. "You really think you can get away with this?" He snarls, pressing himself further against me. "Oh I already am." I smirked again, leaning up and pressing a kiss on his screen. "You get me that contract and we'll be back in business. I'm sure it shouldn't take you too long, you're the best business man out there aren't you?"

"Of course I am." He growls again. "Fine. You better not fucking more or I swear."

Giggles slipped past my lips as he stepped away. "I'll do my best, but don't keep me waiting big boy." que internal gags. I watched the man shift himself in his pants before zapping himself out of the area. Right away my confidence was slipping. 'God I hope this works.' Glancing back at the monitors I couldn't find Charlie anywhere. Angel was back on the bed being held down by two demons, a tight leash wrapped around his throat choking him till he was blue in the face.

'Fucking Valentino. Just hold on a little longer Angel, please just hold on.'