Fizzarolli's pov:
As I walked around the lust ring on my way to work, I was just thinking of how bored I was. I work at Ozzie's sort of a restaurant, clud, show thing, I guess. But any ways it's runned by Asmodeus, the what? King of the lust ring? Well, whatever. When I finally got to Ozzie's I prepared, then went on stage, giving a little talk to the audience, seeing as I am the host. Moxie, no stage name whatsoever was first up, so I jumped up to a balcony where Asmodeus watches. We both just stared at the little imp. Then guess what? GUESS WHAT. He started to sing a love song to his wife. A love song . . . In the lust ring, really? I glanced over at Asmodeus, and even though he was covered up mostly, especially his face, I could tell. He didn't like the song. And I agree, one it was a love song - gross, but also it wasn't good anyway. It's a gross, bad love song. Asmodeus and I probably had the same thought, Mess. With. Him.
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Asmodeus and Fizzarolli Storys
FanfictionIt's "Helluva boss" so . . . warnings. there probably won't be any smut or stuff. Not my characters. Also this is my first every book could be bad, up to you. None of the art is mine. All credit goes to original creators.
