Hazbin and Helluva Shorts III

Imp Love Triangle: Striker

Verosika had just finished dinner when she heard shouting outside. She peeked through the curtains to see two men arguing on her front porch. It was Blitzo and Striker. The only men to make a mark in her life. After a minute, she threw the door open. The two stopped. Then they began demanding answers. Apparently, they both were under the impression that they were dating here. So, she made them sit down. And the explained. Initially, she had been with Blitzo. However, he had abandoned and betrayed her to sleep with some guy for his little company. It made her sick. So, she had looked for a real man the day she had found out. Both boyfriends were stunned. Blitzo thought he had covered his tracks. However, Striker had been hired by his little rich man-thing's wife. And he had told Verosika since he knew she was dating him. And that had been the last straw.

Now Blitzo knew why she hadn't been answering his texts and calls. Striker snickered as Verosika glared at his pathetic rival. It was so sad and funny. With that, she promptly dumped him on the spot. With her piece said, she took Striker by his ascot and pulled him inside. It was all about him from now on. Blitzo banged on the door and shouted. What a pain in the ass. Verosika called her guards, and he was dragged off her property. She didn't need someone like him. She and Striker laughed together as they watched through the window. But that wasn't it. As an influencer, she had more power. Verosika posted on her main social media account as she sat in Striker's lap. It only took five minutes to score 50 reactions and 15 comments. The two laughed more, seeing all the drama go down. She had been thinking of a way to ruin her sorry excuse for an ex. And this was perfect. Then Striker whispered something in her ear. It made her grin. It was beautiful. It was truly evil. And she was all for it.