It was probably 1:00 in the morning when my phone screen lit up.
Valentino (Boss) 📃
Hi sweetcakes, you busy?
No sir?
Good. We need to talk Babycakes xx
Something wrong?
No sugar, all good x
Come on up and I'll tell you <3.
Okay, on my wayI put my phone into the pocket of my coat. It was a tan trench coat, my favorite one. It had been a week since I filmed my first video, and while walking towards the entry way of the club, it felt like everyone's eyes were on me. I loved it. Finally, I was a star, finally in the spotlight. Finally, all my hard work payed off.
I opened the club doors and walked through the front lobby, into the dancing area, up-beat music played, woman and boys danced. The smell of alcohol, cigarette smoke, and sex filled the air....I loved it. I walked through the crowd, waving at a few fans, and dancers, until I reached the back entry. I walked up the stairs and towards vals office, he had the door shut, and I could hear voices from inside."Mmm baby, das right. Y'all look at dat camera, you own that camera, you loooove dat camera. Ohhh angel, baby, dats it! Dat is the look y'all live for. Dat is the look right dere....Now don't lose it, don't...Fuck....don't fuckin lose—oh you've lost it."
Music was playing from the inside of the office, along with angel's fake moans.
"Cut....I said. Cut!."
Angel had said something, but it was muffled, and Val cut him off.
"No. No. Don't speak.Don' nobody..say...a word. I need silence."
I could hear him take a deep breath.
"Angel, Angel..Angel..Angel..Angel...what am I gonna do wit' you..? Now yall listen close..cause I'm only gonna say this once. Nod. Ya head. If yall understand. Shake it. If you do noT..."
He paused...even if I wasn't in the room, I could feel the tension.
"Your job here, is to turn on the clientele...correct?...so why the hell did you have that look that y'all career lives for....and you FUCKIN lost iT. You fucking..."
He cut off for a moment.
His voice grew demonic with the next sentence.
"Lost it..." he finished in his normal voice, "y'know what? I can't even look at you right now, Angel baby. Get the fuck out."
Angels voice was muffled again, but it sounded as if he said something along the lines of "I'll do better" only to be cut off by Val once more.
"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE"
A loud slap sound. Glass shattering. Causing my heart to pound. The door opened and Angel rushed out, pulling his skirt up and holding his cheek, tears running down his face..."are you—" he stormed away before I could finish my sentence.
I sat there, staring at the room, taking in the silence...
"Ooohhh, babycakes.." he let out a chuckle, I turned to him, my eyes wide with fear, "ain't you a sight for sore eyes? Oh baby, I kneel before you, you have made us a fuck ton of money, wit' ya first film" he walked over and kissed my cheek, holding my face with his hands, it made me shake a little. He laughed a bit. "Oh how do you feel?" I thought about it...scared...confused...excited...."Like a star.." I answered. "Das good...you should feel powerful, y'all should feel on top of the fuckin world!...you made fuck ton of money." I blushed a little, and turned my head down, looking away, I didn't want him to see the excitement. "And don't bother trynna hide them pretty little eyes of yours..." he grabbed my chin gently, tipping it upwards to him, making me make eye contact, causing a shiver to travel down my spine...all the way down. "Because I saw, the look in ya eyes, when I gave you ya first pay check and you saw 'dem zeros across the damn paper," he chuckled, "your eyes lit up like a daammnn Christmas tree" he let out a laugh, before looking at me and saying "I wish I had my fuckin phone, to capture that beauuuuutiful moment right 'der and 'den. Now Cmon inside, let's celebrate!" He opened the door to his office and gestured for me to walk in, i stood there hesitantly, looking up at him and then at the shattered glass and few drops of blood that were on the floor next to his bed. Finally, I took a shaky breath, mustering what little courage I had, and walked in. The office was nice, it had a bed with red and black topping, which was now messy with white stains and drops of drool. The majority of the office was red, having heart and moth designs on the walls and carpet. A small couch in the center with two big love seats on either side and a coffee table in the center. In front of the bed, there was cameras that were now powered down, along with lights. Lots of lights. Pictures of Vox, Angel, and a young girl surrounded the walls, I wonder who the girl in the picture was? She seemed to be different ages in each photo, one of them around the age of 6-7, she held a drawing and the name "Velvet" was signed on the top. Maybe his daughter? I'll ask later. He stood at the bar in the corner of the room and poured himself a glass of rum, then switched to a bottle of vodka and poured some, I'm assuming the second glass was for me. "Y'all wanna drink?" He asked, holding the glass out to me. "No thank you, I'm not much of a drinker..sir". I shook my head as i spoke to emphasize my point. He stared at me for a moment before smacking his lips and repeating himself "Do you..want a drink...baby.?" Silence. I nodded, I guess that's what he wanted...He handed me the glass and said "That...is the correct answer", letting out a Smokey chuckle, then continuing "Because Y'all gon' need it tonight..." What did he mean by that?....What was happening tonight,.? Is this what Angel was— "W-what do you mean by that um...Mister Valentino?..." my voice quivered. "What do I mean?" He repeated, "Well, that brings me neatly on why I wanted you hear tonight suga'...because, after you made your debut in your first film, you attracted quite a lot of attention from the residency of hell itself, everybody wanted a piece of you~" Was it really that good?..Was I really that good?...."everybody wanted to fuck your pretty lil' brains out~" I hate to admit how hot that sounded coming from his mouth...but damn. "Everybody...However! There's one in particular—a friend of mine—who expressed a deepest, darkest, and dearest desire to meet you personally...She is a very wealthy patron of my humble abode.." he talked so...fancy. "All I want from you, Is to show her a good time. She's in the lobby right now at da bar, and I want you to go down there, have a few drinks, get a few cocktails, go out on the town! Have some dinner, take in a movie, whatever the fuck you did-or woulda done- when you was alive and on a date." I nodded. "And....if necessary, I want y'all to let her fuck your brains out at the end of the night" maybe it was the vodka, any other time I would have simply agreed, or maybe it was the way he phrased things...maybe it was because it was of what angel said, but no matter what it was I looked at my drink and said "No..I don't want to do all that Val" He took a swig from his glass and stared at me, examining me, intimidating me. "I'm sorry baby...did you?...ahah..did you just say.."no"?." He stared, I stayed silent, then nodded slowly, terrified to look him in the eyes. "No..no no no, let me make one thing..." He slammed his glass on the table, nearly shattering it, the sound made me flinch, jolting my head up and forcing myself to look at him...His voice lowered to a whisper..."Perfectly..." then changed to a demonic tone.."Clear....." It went back to normal, but the chills stayed on my arm and traveled through my spine. "To you, babycakes..you see, if I were to tell you to go down to my club and dance on that damn pole all night, you say "Yes Val"...If I tells you to go down to that lobby wear nothin but what your bitch-ass mama gave you...you say "yes val". If I tell you to suck a cock you say "yes val". And if I tells you to go down and show a patron, one of my BEST patrons, a good time you say what.?..." I looked down at my drink, tears forming slowly, out of fear? Out of anger? I don't know, I don't care. I met my gaze to his and mumbled "yes...Val" "What.?" His voice was harsh, stern, he hadn't spoken to me like this before—Maybe that's why Angel said not to tell him no. I feared for worse consequences, so I spoke up.."Mm..Yes Val."...with this, he grabbed my face gently and said "Ec-Zact-Ly, baby. Thas' what I like to hear." I nodded slightly, though it was hard with his grip on my face. "Now, I want you to go the dressin room and pick out the sexiest ass outfit you can find, then go down to the lobby and show her..." "A good time..." I interrupted, to show I understood what I had to do. He nodded. "Good..Now get the fuck out." His voice was soft as he spoke, but not in a comforting way, more so in a mischievous and eerie way, he let out a wheezy laugh "I won't wait up for you!...Be back by 12" "Yes v-" "Nah I'm just kiddin, I don't fuckin care! Stay out as long as she would like" Mm... "Y'all stay safe now~" his tone was mocking. I hate him...Or maybe I.."Unless she pays extra for it" another wheezy chuckle, then he looked at me, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. My face was gloomy, the tears now rolling even if I didn't want them to, I wasn't borderline crying, no. These were just tears of fear, worry. "I'm sorry baby, I know I am cruel..." Maybe he's not that—OW! He tightened his grip on my face, and I let out a pain-shock-filled gasp, along with a small whimper. "But I can be even worse if you wanna refuse me a second time....But I know you won't do that, would you?...Because I own your soul baby..." I whined more as his grip tightened. "N-no sir! I-I won't!" He smiled and loosened his grip before letting me go completely, I held my cheeks and gasped. "Good...now get the hell out. Have fun kids~" He laughed, and it echoed through the room and down the hall as I walked out and to my dressing room, what have I done....?🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long, I lost motivation for a while, but I'm back Yall ❤️ If any of you have notes, please feel free to share! <3 have a good day/night! I'm proud of you!
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