Well Charlie was no help whatsoever! As soon as Alastor and I had made it back to the hotel I made a beeline to Charlie and Vaggie hoping one or both of them would have any inkling to what Alastor had said about owning a part of my soul.

Vaggie already seemed rigid at the mention of the Radio Demon but as soon as she heard that I made some sort of deal with him she was absolutely furious. Cursing in a different language as she paced. Charlie hadn't heard of any deals regarding partial ownership of a soul but stated she would call her dad and see if he knew anything.

So as for right now I'm in this boat stuck with Alastor until he's bored of me. Walking to the bar I quickly took a seat and slammed my head into the wood. "That bad of a day?" Husker asked cleaning one of the glasses. Sitting up confused I was surprised to see Husker actually talking to me. "Yeah, Alastor made me come with him to his tailor and I had to argue with the guy till he fixed his mistakes."

Huskers' golden eyes looked me over with a raised brow. "There a reason you're dressed like that?" Slumping forward I leaned against my fist. "Smiles decided he didn't like my outfit." I watch him nod. "He does tend to make everyone wear his idea of fashion if given the chance." He popped the cork of a bottle of green booze and poured it into a glass. "Thanks," We clinked my glass and his bottle together before drinking away.

"Why do you work for him anyway?" Husker rolled his eyes. "I don't." That didn't make sense. If he didn't work for Alastor then why did he...my eyes widen in surprise "You made a deal didn't you." Rolling his eyes again he went back to his drink choosing to ignore him. "I guess we're stuck together now..."

"You made a deal with him? How stupid could you get!"

"I didn't make a deal with him!" I pinch the bridge of my nose "He offered me a job as his personal assistant and when we shook on it he took part of my soul. I didn't think that was even possible now my backs on fucking fire and I have no idea what the fuck he even wants me to do!"

Husker started to laugh to himself "You're just as fucked as me aren't you." we clink our glasses again and finish our drinks. "This is all Angel's fault. If he just came shopping with me today this wouldn't have happened."

"Sure, blame the porn star." Shaking my head now I let out another sigh "When you made your deal...what did it feel like?" Husker focused on his glass. "Like I wasn't able to move. You get used to it though."

"Weird...I felt like someone was carving at my back." Shrugging his shoulders Husker moved to another section of the bar. "Might be different for everyone."

"Maybe..." Standing from the bar I made my way to my room and decided to take a shower. I hoped the hot water would help ease my back. "Emmie! Do you think you could go drop this off to Angel?" Charlie had a pink bag with tufts of tissue paper.

"Uh...sure? Where is he?"

Charlie scratched the back of her neck "Porn studio,"

"There's so many of them though." slumping my shoulders I took the bag from her hands "It should be by the Vee's tower." Letting out a sigh I left the hotel and took the limo to the only popular porn studio by Vee tower. The drive wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

I really wish I could tell Charlie no but she gives you this look and you can't help but do as she says. She's so precious it hurts. When we arrived I hopped out of the car and walked in looking around for my friend. I had to hold in my surprise at seeing my friend deep throating a hellhound. My eyes.

All around me were demons and hellish creatures getting themselves ready for the different shoots. "Emmie?!" Snapping my eyes away from a hellhound with great tits I face my friend again. "What the hell are you doing here? And what the hell are you wearing?" He looked me over confused, there was a nervousness to his voice like he wanted me gone yesterday.

The TV personality Vox and a large moth-like man known as Valentino looked our way smirking to themselves. "Going blind apparently, dude Charlie asked me to bring you this. Now I feel like I need to bleach my eyeballs." I muttered mostly to myself "You gotta get out of here. Quick."

He started pushing me to the exit. "Ahhh, Angel baby you brought me fresh talent I see?" I felt Angel stiffen beside me, his eyes widen in shock. "Welcome my dear, who might you be?" Shivers danced down my spine feeling the tall moth man grasp my hand. Practically dragging me closer to him.

"Uh...Emmie."

"Emmie hmm? We'll have to get you a new name of course. Emmie just doesn't roll off the tongue as nicely. How about Candy? You look oh so sweet."

Wait what?! He wanted me to be a porn star?! Oh no.

"No, no, no! No thank you." I pull away completely from the man holding my hands up in defense laughing nervously as I try to back away. "As kind of an offer as that is, I can't." I laughed again, backing further away from the angry look on his face. He didn't seem to get the hint and continued to stalk closer. "I just uh...thank you so much for the offer really."

"What's the rush? Maybe I can change your mind hmm?" Letting out a yelp I feel one of his four hands grip my wrist while another wraps around my waist guiding me to the set. "Angel get back on set. Now!" Angel frowned doing as told. He was worried.

Valentino smirked, placing himself back in his seat as a third hand moved to my white hair, twirling some strands around his fingers. Vox played on his phone or was scrolling through the many forms of social media that there was. I wasn't sure but I didn't want to converse with any of them. "You might change your mind after watching my best."

To say my face was red was an understatement. "See Candy, I'm sure you'd love it here." Angel glanced our way making my face brighten even more."What makes you think she wants a job with you, Val. Perhaps she'd like a job with me."

Hesitantly looking up I caught the TV headed man looking me up and down. "She came to my studio Voxxy," Vox glared at his companion. "Don't call me that." Extending his hand towards me I watched as Vox spoke. "Pleasure to meet you Candy, I'm sure you know of me."

Slowly placing my hand in his own I shook his hand in greeting. "My names actually Emmie but no need for introductions, your Vox." Angel let out a practically loud moan snapping my attention away from the man. He was head down ass up being pounded rather roughly. "Let me get your number and we can schedule an interview hmm?"

Blinking confused I faced Vox again who had his phone out waiting, a smirk on his lips. "I don't have a phone. Not yet anyway."

"That won't do. But I suppose we could conduct the interview now." He pulled out a separate phone placing the one he was playing on in his back pocket. "Smile." My eyes were once again blinded by the flash making me stumble backwards into Valentino's hold. "Now then my dear, what is it you do now."

"I run a hotel," I mumble, blinking repeatedly to get the light out of my eyes. "I also work as an assistant for uh the co owners of the hotel." Vox nodded his head placing a hand to his 'chin'. "Go on."

"Er..." I don't know why I was even doing this. I didn't need another job, especially since Alastor now owned me. "Today I just had to argue with my boss's tailor to fix the fuckup on his suit." he kept asking me questions about my qualifications and a few personal ones regarding my sex life. Those I didn't answer which pissed him off.

Valentino quickly grew bored of our conversation and let me go making me feel a little more at ease. I would glance every now and then at Angel who was currently deep throating another demon while a new one, the hellhound with the awesome tits had a strap on and was fucking Angel now. "Focus. I can't have you distracted when we visit Valentino from time to time."

"Wait what?"

"Take this, when I call you pick up. I don't like to be kept waiting." He shoves a phone into my hands "And make sure you wear something a little more professional or revealing for me. This is nice I suppose," his hand reached out playing with the fabric of my dress hiking it up my thigh. I did my best to keep it covering most of my body. I don't understand why he was doing that. "But not appropriate unless you'd like me to bend you over my desk and fuck the afterlife out of you."

Taking a step back from the man I didn't know how to react. What the fuck just happened. "I-"

"I expect to hear from you Monday morning. Come to Vox tower and head to the penthouse, I'll meet you there and we can start our day." My head was swimming. "But-"

"Again wear something professional or else." he was walking away as he spoke before speaking into his phone now. "What the fuck just happened." I mumbled to myself, confused at everything. "You're not very bright now, are you?" I sent the man beside me a glare earning a laugh from the moth-like man. "You got a job, querida. Such a shame too, I would have loved to test out your holes." Chills ran down my spine.

There was no way I would ever work for either of them. Never in a million years. "That's a wrap!" Angel gasped for breath panting on the stage bed glancing my way. I wanted to run over to my friend and get us the hell out of here. I didn't know how much longer he had so I just bit my lip and nodded to the door.

He stood on shaky legs and met me there. "You shouldn't have come Em,"

"I know...We'll talk more when you're off alright?" nodding, we separated at last and I made my way back to the hotel at a nice pace. My head was reeling at what just happened. "There no fucking way Vox actually hired me."

A black hole opened up at my feet making me trip and fall. "AH!" I screamed out falling flat on my face in the middle of the familiar red flooring. I was back in the hotel. Moaning, I clutch my face feeling blood trickle down my fingers. "Good! There you are darling." Alastor's voice echoed through my ears.

Slowly sitting up I stare annoyed at the man. "How the hell did I get here!" I moan slowly, pulling my hands away. I couldn't stop staring at the blood. "I summoned you darling." his red eyes were locked on the red on my face. "You won't have to run any more little errands for Charlie." He started to walk away. "Come along darling, we have work to do."

I was quick to catch up with Alastor blood seeping through my fingers. "Will it get easier when you summon me or will I be losing a liter of blood each time." I asked, pinching my nose trying to stop it. "If you try, it will be. Just accept the unexpected." He extended a handkerchief my way.

"Thank you,"

"Of course darling, now then. How was your trip to the porno distric?" he seemed less interested now, I wasn't sure why he was asking. It wasn't that fancy. "I wanted to blind myself." Alastor chuckles, throwing his head back. "Not your cup of tea I see."

Shivers of disgust ran down my spine. "No, especially since I was forced to watch Angel get off a gaggle of demons." Making a noise as if she was going to vomit she pulled the handkerchief away seeing if her nose was still bleeding.

Thankfully it stopped. She did not want to deal with blood anymore than she had to. The few chuckles that left Alastor's lips made her smile. I really hated that this man could terrify me so badly but also make me feel so content. I wished I knew his true purpose of 'hiring' me or keeping me around, but knowing why terrified her. What if it's for some kind of voodoo bullshit thing? But it doesn't make any sense, he's mostly just making me follow him around and doing small little tasks he could do himself.

I hated how he could flip flop from sadistic to easy going so easily. It was so hard to be terrified of him when he was talking about the thirties or his mothers cooking. He talked so highly of his mother, I just couldn't wrap my head around how this man in front of me could be so evil. He made it easy to have a friendship with him, but what they had wasn't really considered friendship.

Maybe it was in some sort of twisted way.

"How is it you died, my dear?" playing with the blood stained handkerchief I forced the unpleasant memories away. "Suicide...I...my depression won that day." Glancing up I caught him staring at me again. "That's a shame darling,"

Nodding my head again I kept my eyes down on the carpet. "Part of the reason I'm here is because if I can be redeemed I can see my baby again," I felt a few tears try to fall thinking of my Stella. Her cute gray face, how she'd get her zoomies around bedtime knocking over her favorite recliner with how much power she used.

"Sinners and redemption do not go hand in hand darling. You do realize this?" Shrugging my shoulders I force a small smile as I face him fully. "Who knows what can happen. Charlie could be right. I wasn't religious when I was alive, I believed that all religions were correct. Maybe when we die again we get sent to another afterworld. The possibilities are endless!"

A hand patted the top of my head making me bite my bottom lip. I didn't talk about religion much, mostly because it upset most people and I didn't feel like arguing. "Such a strange mind you must have." Sticking my tongue out at the man I heard another chuckle leave him as he spun away and walked to his room. "Wait, why did you summon me?" I was confused.

I thought he needed me to do something. Alastor turned back smirking to himself "Charlie wanted to know if you could start dinner." I gaped at him, my mouth opening and closing in shock. "You almost broke my nose for fucking food!?"

Chuckles left him again "Exactly! Now then dear off you go." he closed his door in my face making me huff annoyed. "Fucking wendigo! I hope you step on a lego!" I huffed glaring at his door. Ugh why did Charlie send me to give Angel a present if she just wanted me to come back and make dinner?

I walked back to the first floor grumbling as I went. It didn't make any sense. "Stupid Wendigo man," Husk glanced up from his spot, sleep evident in his eyes. "What about a wendigo?"

"Alastor," I grumbled.

"Ah."

Letting out a huff "I mean it's not just him, Charlie sent me to give something to Angel then he summoned me to make dinner because Charlie asked him I guess." running a hand through my white hair I tried to control my breathing. "Anyway, what do you want for dinner?" I tried to get an idea, I had no idea what I wanted to make. "I don't know, something with chicken?"

Nodding my head I could work with that. Charlie and Vaggie walked in just then. "Hi Emmie!" She waved excitedly skipping over my way. "Why'd you send me to drop off that gift to Angel then have me make dinner?"

She looked confused now. "I just wanted you to drop off that gift for Angel. I was going to treat everyone to dinner tonight for all their amazing work!" Now I was confused. "So I'm not making dinner?"

Shaking her head she had a smile still on her lips "Nope! Unless you want to of course, I just wanted to treat everyone for their wonderful work." Now I was even more confused. So Charlie didn't need me to make dinner? So what did Alastor mean then? Why'd he summon me for no reason?

My head was swimming and all I wanted to do was lay down in a dark room.