Valentino saw Angel as nothing more than a toy to use. Occasionally, he'd spot his stars out and about around the city, but he didn’t give a shit about what they were doing unless it was an opportunity to humiliate them. Otherwise, his mind stayed on work and sex. He didn’t care about them past their bodies. What he didn’t know was that Angel actually had a sibling, —. He’d never heard of them. Unbeknownst to Valentino, Angel had actually kept them hidden away from him for the entire time they’d been in Hell, telling them about how abusive he was and how they had to stay in the hotel. Abuse and the fact that Valentino had mentioned once how interesting it would be if Angel Dust had a sibling to join in shoots were only two reasons that he kept them hidden.

Val was lounging about in one of his clubs, looking around as he stretched his arms across the couch he was settled into. He held a cigarette in one hand, raising it to his lips. Two demon girls were nuzzled up to him, and he was chatting wi but mostly keeping his focus on the crowd. He was on a search for fresh meat, and these two girls weren’t exactly the ripest batch. He perked up at the sound of a familiar voice over the crowd— Angel Dust. He pushed the girls off of him and, ignoring the huffs and whines, stood up with his free hands behind his back. If that slut was here, he had an opportunity to humiliate him. He walked through the crowd once he caught a glimpse of Angel’s hair bobbing about in the dance area, the demons parting willingly for him. His grin grew at the sight of the star dancing with someone, –. They looked a lot like Angel, having the same everything. They were good-looking. He might rope them into a contract, watch Angel’s face as he took away that sluts friend. “Well, well,” Valentino cooed as he stood beside them, watching their movements stop as Angel’s face contorted into panic. Val took a drag from his cig, hearts forming in the smoke as he winked at —. “Angel, why haven’t you introduced this beauty to me yet?~"