(Note: happens before Season 2 timeline, so, if you haven't watched Season 1, well, be prepared for spoilers, I guess (?). Also, just a bit of a twist of how I would view if Vox fell in love. Also inspired by "PRADA AND VERSACE" by Chris Grey. Listen to it, it's good. Hehe. Have fun~).

Pentagram City, Hell.

Where sin roamed free, and the greedy see their fortunes go roaming around, many rule the city. Overlords. They ran the show. It was a battle of power, most try and outdo one another, some work together, some are archrivals, trying to take the other one down.

And this is the case for Vox - the main leader of The Vees, a triple threat of Overlords who work together and basically rule half the city. Vox - with ruling the Media and technology, Valentino ruling over the Entertainment Industry with Angel Dust as his prized star, and Velvette as the Social Media queen and backbone of the Vees, making sure their news and their word were hung onto by every sinner and soul who roamed hell, they were an unstoppable threat amongst the city. No one dared to cross them, and if they did? Well, let's just say their life would be scrubbed clean from every platform they owned.

But, we're not here to talk about the Vees, we're here to talk about Vox. Ah....dear Vox. Such an interesting Sinner, no?

Technology-savvy and a fake charmer, Vox rules the Media and the news like it's his own empire (which it was). Able to charm the public with some sweet words and his charming smile, along with his slogan "Trust us, at VoxTech," he has everyone at his beck and call, everyone hooked onto his very word. He could spin the truth about something, and everyone would believe him! It was magnificent how he managed to manipulate people so easily, it felt like at the palm of his hand, he could have all of Hell under his control within every Ring.

Now, Vox was a guy who also got off of people's suffering. He relished in the fact that he could cause such misery, and it was for his benefit, well, it pleased him in ways that make even the most lustful of Sinners hide away. But, what Vox never felt was being under the control of someone else. Sure, Valentino might've done a bit of that, but it wasn't what Vox was about to experience.

See, this is where you come in, deary. You became one of Valentino's new dancers, you worked under him, and you were good at your job. Too good at your job. You could charm your way out of many situations, you could charm for the money, for the thrill, pleasure, whatever, and the best part? Valentino didn't make you suffer through the abuse he put through Angel Dust or his other workers (you managed to charm him and basically have him favorite you in a way where it wasn't what he made Angel Dust do). And you were quite the beauty.

You were on shift tonight at one of Valentino's clubs he owned, just finished getting ready for your show. You comfort Angel Dust, giving him a vodka tonic and a smoke, while you confidently strutted onto the stage, the lights off, and then smoke danced across the stage as the lights were turned on slightly, giving the sultry look for your set. The way you danced? Well, it had everyone in a trance, and Valentino was grinning proudly. Meanwhile, Vox had just walked in, and his eyes were locked onto you. Funny enough, Valentino had invited Vox to join him tonight, and you just so happen to be working the shift, since Valentino had been bragging about you to Vox as of lately since he hired you. And Vox....?

He was obsessed.

The way you moved, the way your focus was on every move you made, despite it all, his obsession grew. How could it not? You were perfect.

As your set ended, and you headed downstage to grab a drink, a hand pulled you by your waist into one of the lounges, and Vox was there.

"Hey." Vox says, his screen showing a smirk on his lips while his eyes were hypnotic. "Are you interested in some company, dollface?~" he asks smoothly.

The tension between you two is evident, ready to spark a giant flame if ignited.