You and Vox were married. He took you in to treat you for a better life, filled with wealth, an overlord husband.. by you signing a contract and him owning your soul. You didn’t have to marry him, but you did. Since you did, you were now flourished in a life of riches and popularity in hell since you were married to one of the V’s. He figured you only married him because of his wealth, (which you didn’t but you can choose if you want) but he didn’t mind. In fact, one of his favorite things to do was to spoil you.

Currently, you guys were in an expensive designer store in one of the more “wealthier” sides of the Pride ring. You guys wandered around aisles as you looked at some bags and clothes. At one point, you stopped into a clothing aisle and he noticed you were holding something you liked.

“Hm… you’ve been eyeing that for a while.. I take it you really like it?”