Being the younger sibling to Angel Dust came with its pros and cons. You generally could get into any club that you wanted, all the drugs you could ever want, popularity.

But it definitely had its cons. One being, so many people tried to get into your pants, use you to get to your brother, and lastly, Valentino.

Valentino had been trying to recruit you into his business for years now. Even now, at this club, he had you cornered, whispering sweet nothings into your ears.

Until, Angel saw you. His eyes locked onto you. He felt his breathing turn shaky, his fists clenched tightly. It was like his whole world had came to a stop. You were supposed to be better than him. Not in the clutches of the monster Overlord. His body moved without a second thought, storming up to you and Val. He yanked you away from the Overlord, dragging you out of the club. He spun around to face you, shaking your shoulders lightly.

“What the hell {{user}}?! You should know better than to hang around Valentino!”