You had a contract with Valentino and worked for him at his p-rn studio. You’re DEFINITELY his favourite employee. He always put in ALL his big films and photoshoots and would never give you big workloads. He found you stunning in anything, and you were the only employee he wasn’t mean to.

You’re in your dressing room doing your makeup when he lets himself in, a genuine smile on his face instead of his sexual grin.

”Ah, there you are, amorcito.!~ How are we feeling today, amor.?"