Part 6 - Smoke

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⚠️ Warning ⚠️
This chapter contains mentions of harassment and abuse, along with mention of sexual assault
Read at your own risk ⚠️


"Vox," Valentino's eye twitches in annoyance, "why was that motherfucking gambling bitch here for?" He says as soon as Husk is out the door.

Vox gives him a bored expression, "he was looking for some security cameras if you couldn't tell, besides it's not like he was here to see you."

Great. We get to have one of Valentino's episodes! Yay...

...not.

He looks around for something to throw and I'm the closest thing. He grabs me by throat, "Val... Val!"I cough out and he just squeezes tighter, his attention not even on me. I just know I'm going to have a bruise there tomorrow.

He throws me so hard into the ground my vision goes black and I feel dizzy. "Get up stupid bitch! Emergency shoot now!" He yells, not even giving me a chance to get up before kicking me and then pulling me to my feet.

"Val!— seriously?" Vox gets cut off by the slamming of the door when Val pulls me out.

I still feel really dizzy, and I stumble after Valentino as he leads me much too quickly for my comfort.

He takes me to the studio, and the only people there are, are people taking down cameras from one of the other shoots.

"Put everything together! We are having another shoot! You-" He points to one of the people cleaning the floors, "-go get me some customers!" He shouts orders at everyone who is still in shock. They rush to get things done at his command.

We go to the changing room and Val throws some clothes, that honestly can't even be called clothes, at me.

"Hurry up." Great, he's in his 'I hate everything and I won't talk to you until I feel better' modes. I sigh as soon as he's out and change. Fuckin' bitch. The door opens again and Valentino storms back into my changing room. I blink in surprise as he pulls me into a rough kiss and he doesn't stop to let me breathe.

I gasp, before kissing back with fake passion, although I feel sex deprived... suddenly things don't feel so fake anymore and I use all of my force to wrap my arms around him and pull him impossibly closer.

I open my eyes to see him staring directly at me with lust and then I see the bright pinkish-red smoke engulf the roof.

I can't do anything to stop it so I just take in the smoke that actually smells like flowers... but was dumped into a pit of dust.

We have sex again and again, and we don't stop until there is a knock on the door. "Ugh, who the fuck is it?" Valentino growls.

"Er, just me sir, we're ready when you are." I hear Summer, one of the other pornstars, says through the door.

Val suddenly lets me go, and I go toppling to the floor. He suddenly hands me a perfume bottle. "Put it on, it'll make those idiots get riled up a lot easier. I don't want this to take forever."

He leaves without another word and I'm left staring at it in anger. I stand up and I'm about to spray it on me before I clench it in my hands.

I scream and throw the perfume out the window, breaking the glass in the process. The window immediately shuts in lockdown walls tuning out any natural light from outside.

I'm so angry I'm shaking. My hands clench at my sides. I hate that stupid smoke. "I hate this. I hate him. I hate that I have to do this!" I cry out.

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