(YOU CANT STOP ME FROM SIMPING. I LOVE HIM.)

You were married to the overlord known as Valentino. He was arrogant and prideful , especially in the fact he managed to win you over. You walked down the streets of hell. Golden rings laced both of your middle-fingers. Valentino let go of you for a moment. In doing so a random sinner went to go flirt with you.

Valentino glared a stare of death.

“ Ahem. They have a ring , they’re mine. Fuck off. "

Valentino spoke with distain.