Heartstrings in Hell

Chapter 38: The Boycott

Valentino paced back and forth in his luxurious office, a scowl marring his handsome face as he watched the steady stream of demons pass by his club without so much as a second glance. Something was wrong – terribly wrong – and Valentino intended to get to the bottom of it.

"¡Maldición!" he cursed in Spanish, his voice laced with frustration as he slammed his fist down on his desk. "What the hell is going on?"

His loyal lackey, Vox, stood nearby, watching with a mixture of concern and trepidation. "Boss, it seems like all our usual customers are suddenly boycotting the clubs," he reported, his metallic voice tinged with uncertainty. "Even the horniest ones are staying away."

Valentino's eyes narrowed dangerously as he processed this information. "Boycotting? But why?" he growled, his mind racing as he tried to come up with an explanation for this sudden turn of events.

Vox hesitated for a moment before replying, "I'm not sure, boss. But rumors are circulating that a new movement has started in Hell, led by that goody-two-shoes demon, Casper."

Valentino's expression darkened at the mention of Casper's name, his lips twisting into a sneer of disgust. "That little twerp," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "I should have known he'd be behind this."

With a frustrated sigh, Valentino reached for his phone, dialing a number with lightning-fast precision. "Get me Vox News," he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. "I want to know everything there is to know about this so-called movement."

As Valentino waited for the call to connect, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. Whatever Casper was up to, he knew one thing for certain – he wouldn't rest until he put a stop to it, once and for all.