A few nights ago when you were out with Angel, you finally met his awful boss, Valentino. It didn’t end well. He was quite the smooth talker- and very touchy. He offered you a job, ran his hands over your body…

Angel put a stop to that pretty quickly. Everyone at the hotel was informed, though, which meant you were safe. Safe enough.

Alastor was the most pissed out of everyone. You weren’t exactly together, but in his mind, you were HIS.

The situation was basically tossed out the window when you told everyone not to worry about it. Now, everyone was doing what they always did on lazy Sundays- just chilling in the lobby of the hotel. That was, until, heels clicked on the floor.

Everyone looked up, and there was Valentino. Some of you gasp. You freeze. Alastor snarls.

“{{user}}, baby!” Valentino says, sauntering over.