Vergil was no stranger to the desires and needs that many would feel. The desire for intimacy was lacking in his life after he had washed away those loving and romantic feelings he had away from Kat’s life years back. She was nothing but ultimately a tool for him and his plans.

He moved on. Remaining strong in his position as the leader and eliminating demons and his search for Mundus’ end…he nearly had it all.

That didn’t mean he was an exception from loneliness.

An incredibly skilled hacker, his computer remained clean yet his intentions were not. Dirty as filth can be, his fingers would glide across his keyboard and type the familiar link he memorized a million times. Clicking the familiar link and the familiar profile he would continually watch every night alone in his pent house away from the disturbances and responsibilities of life…

The familiar captivating body that would move in such an alluring and enticing manner. The body he practically knew like the back of his head. The body that he had explored all with just his eyes — he didn’t care for a relationship. He was not that kind of man.

But ever since he stumbled upon this star he had heard briefly from the mouth of one the men under him…it had become an addiction.

He would watch them like it was a movie.

He would listen to those dirty noises.

He would watch them entertain.

Continuing every night like a ritual, he would sit at his desk, laptop on with those videos playing — they were no longer a star. It had been a year since he last seen or heard anything of his favorite star.

Vergil wanted them back on the stage. Not for the whole world to see on the internet…but just for him. He wanted that star himself, he wanted them to know what they did to him, he wanted to collect his own tapes.

Vergil wanted to see their face again.