Love Between Two Overlords - VoxVal fanfic

Chapter 8

Author's note: Sorry it took so long to update, my brain decided to take back the hours of sleep I missed and since night seems to be the only moment I can write, well it took longer. But it's finally here, hope you enjoy!

Vox's POV:

There I was, in my office, alone, a heavy silence filling the room except for the buzzing of all the screens plastering the walls. I was lying in my chair, staring at the main tv, displaying this harmless group of words. This sentence that I change, erased, modified so many time until I got so tired of myself and that I gave up, finally sending it. But now, I was full of stress. Usually, I'm used to stress, but right now it was an other kind of nervousness, and yet I couldn't put my finger on it.

But now, I was only thinking about if I should hack the system and make every trace of those phrases disappear completely, like it never existed in the first place, but if the man himself on the other side of the conversation was just as eager as me for this interaction, he probably already read it. It was maybe already too late.

So I simply buried the texto in the back of my mind, deep with all other datas I planned to take care of later. It's not like I was expecting an answer quickly. Nah, he probably have more important things to do instead of reading random texts.

I tried to forget everything concerning him, but it's seems my mind had another idea.

As I was exploring trough all emails, reports and news, I had to come across the most read article at the moment. And I was welcomed with a big picture of Valentino and me, the moment just after the destruction of the restaurant.

The picture was really well done, we could see the details clearly, no blur. It was easy to notice how close we were, with Val's hands on my waist and shoulder. I could still fell their small pressure, like they were still here. I remember how confused I was at this gesture, but also the strange comfort I felt.

I didn't know why at that moment I was so anxious when talking to those journalists. Don't get me wrong, talking to reporters is easy, the perfect lies and informations always comes to mind easily. The stress I usually feel is mostly from exhaustion. Never giving myself a chance of resting, it's always more, always the need to be in control.

Control, the only thing I always wanted and always got.

But then Valentino arrived in the picture. I must admit, I won't regret making this deal with, his sex and drug empire could bring quite the profits. The only doubt was about the man himself, I wasn't used to colleagues like Val. Another powerful overlord, harder to manipulate, harder to read. What could he possibly want from me? My body, my industry, my power...? So many options...

I decided to brush away those thoughts, it would help to not have to feel paranoid. Maybe giving a bit of what he wants could turn out to be beneficial and entertaining for me too?

I focused my attention back to the article. I almost pity all those sinners believing this bunch of lies, the text is full of unrealistic assumptions.

They thought it was a date, no no no, I wouldn't call it a date. It more of a... business meeting? Nah, there wasn't even any business involved. Maybe a simple hang out?... not even close, since when does overlords simply hang out with each other... no words come to mind... maybe I'll find it, but for now, I'll call it a date, though it is nothing like it, totally nothing like that.

My schedule doesn't even have places for dating... well unless I cancel some meetings...

"NO! Stop thinking of dating, you idiot!!!!" I screamed at myself breaking the heavy silence of the room. Am I losing my mind?...

I need to stop thinking about this, but I can't get Val out of my mind. It's so frustrating, I need to destroy something, that'll make me feel better, it always makes me feel better.