4 - One Soul

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Venom🦂: "...there's something you're not telling me."

Vox📺: "And what would that be?"

Venom🦂: "That signing this I'll sell you my soul, won't I?"

He stopped smiling.
I caught you, bastardo.

He kept looking into my eyes, but my grip on the tablet tightened. I knew to not get shit from people, now I was even in hell so shit.

My gaze on his TV face wasn't making things less intense. No kind of speech could convince me to sign that contract until I was sure of what it stated.

Venom🦂: "Exorbitant amounts of money you said? Even more money if you let it ferment and then sell it as alcohol, since from what I know it can be done. What do you say if we come to a compromise?"

His eyes narrowed while the black circles in the left one started moving, but I ignored it and stared at the right one.

Venom🦂: "So?"

He sighed, getting up from the chair.

Vox📺: "I'm listening."

Venom🦂: "Here says that I'd get 50% of the profit, what if I get only 35% of the profit but you don't take my soul? An acceptable compromise, isn't it?"

He looked at me, not really convinced.

Venom🦂: "I bet you got thousands of these contracts and bet I can provide you many more. Losing one soul to collect hundreds more."

A loading sign appeared on his screen and it stayed there for at least 5 minutes. Finally, his face came up again.

Vox📺: "30% and you become my secretary."

Venom🦂: "Done."

He snapped his fingers and the contract changed, I read it again to be sure and it stated what we said. I grabbed the digital pen and signed on the line.

It was done.

ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕍𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕞 [Hazbin Hotel AU]Where stories live. Discover now