𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 || 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐎𝐂

Chapter Fourteen: Trouble

TW: Swearing and abuse (Valentino chapter)

Vox's POV:

"Valentino, we need to talk," I called out through gritted teeth. I saw him sitting on the sofa, smoking whatever the hell he smokes as he looked at me, since I've clearly piqued his interest.

"What is it? If it's about Angel or Cecilia, it better be good. We don't want my mood fucked over again."

That made me hesitate for a moment, but I shook my head. He needed to know, even though I knew he was going to throw a hissy fit over it.

"It's about Cecilia. She's discovering some...abilities of her own. One that made me paralyzed for around 20 seconds."

His eyes widened, then narrowed harshly. "Excuse me? What the fuck do you mean?"

"She let out some sort of scream, and it paralyzes the demons around her."

"She's the one that screamed?!" Valentino looked outraged at the thought of her gaining abilities that could screw him over, and I don't blame him.

I nodded. "You heard it?"

He looked over at me like I was stupid. "Duh. It was loud as hell!"

I snickered, nodding in agreement. "What are you planning on doing? Her soul is under your contract, after all."

His smile turned sinister after I mentioned that. "You're correct. I do have her soul in a vice, don't I?" He chuckled while he took another drag of his cigarette. "I'm going to text her now...I have the perfect plan for this bitch.

I saw Valentino grab out his phone and text Cecilia, I peered over his shoulder so I could read the text.

Heyy Cupcake. Come over tonight. Don't miss out this time, or you're fucking dead.

"Isn't that a little bit too upfront?" I wondered. "If you want her to come, use a sweeter approach. Certainly for the last sentence."

Before Valentino could protest, I took his phone and deleted what he was about to send to Cecilia.

"Bitch, give me back my phone!" Valentino hissed.

"Not yet, Val. If you want Cecilia to come in a good mood, then let me text her."

He gave me a death glare, but rolled his eyes as he plopped back on the couch. "Fine. But if you fuck up, you're the one that's dead."

I rolled my eyes at his baseless threat as I stared at the phone. A grin was plastered on my face as I started texting her.

Hey Cupcake~. Come over tonight, I got something special planned for us. You wouldn't wanna miss out, would you? 💗

I handed the phone back to Val so he can approve of the text before sending it. He hums as he presses send, a grin starts to form on his face.

"Mine was still better, but that works," Valentino chuckled as he huffed some more smoke.

"Yeah, yeah. You can say 'thank you,' you know? Unless that's not in your vocabulary."

He scoffed. "I don't need to thank you for anything, dumbass."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, I tried."

Cecilia's POV:

My eyes glazed at the text I received, Alastor even had the audacity to peer over my shoulder at the next, but I felt too panicked to hide the text from him.

Val: Hey Cupcake~. Come over tonight, I got something special planned for us. You wouldn't wanna miss out, would you? 💗

I knew that if Valentino talks like that, he either has something planned that will screw me over mentally, or his plans are usually pretty twitsed and always involved in some sort of sexual intercourse.