One Hell of A Deal Book 1

The Account

Vox woke up and was drinking his coffee in his tech room. He was watching everyone work for him. His phone started to ring.
"What?!" He yelled scaring the poor front desk clerk.
"He's back," they said feeling terrified.
"You have to say the who is back," Vox ordered.
"The radio demon," the clerk said with shaken breath.
"Ok, I'll be right down," Vox said as he started to get up.
"That's the problem sir," the clerk said in a hush tone. "He was at the desk but now he's gone."
"You lost him!" Vox screamed into the phone. "You are lucky I own you." Vox was thinking about letting this clerk be Val's next target practice. Vox hung up the phone. Vox got up and jumped back onto his desk.
"You are interesting when you are in charge," Alastor said with a devilish smile as he approached Vox.
"You can't go running around here," Vox said as Alastor stood closer to him.
"Oh?" Alastor mocked as he placed himself in between Vox's legs. "You seem to go where you want at my place of work."
Alastor put his hands on Vox's thighs. Vox felt himself blush and get warm.
"Look at that," Alastor said as he leaned in closer to Vox. "You get so flushed when I touch you."
Vox watched as Alastor leaned in closer. Alastor got right up to Vox's face. Vox felt himself grow in his pants.
"I hear we are partners again," Alastor whispered in a dark seductive radio voice.
"We are?" Vox said sounding shakes and wanting to kiss Alastor so bad.
"Oh we are my dear," Alastor said as he leaned in ever so closer but still no where near face contact.
Vox leaned in to steal a kiss but Alastor was fast he teleported away from him. Alastor was now six feet away.
"We have advertising to do," Alastor said as he walked away.
"We have what?" Vox called out standing up and trying to rush to catch up to Alastor.
"You promised Charlie to help," Alastor said.
"I didn't promise jack shit," Vox said feeling annoyed and turned on.
"Of yes you did my television fellow," Alastor said as they entered the elevator. "Now you are going to help by creating the electronic quick newspaper."
"Are you talking about a blog or a social media?" Vox asked confused on how Alastor still doesn't know any modern things.
"Mmm which one works the best?" Alastor asked.
"Social media," Vox said as he just stared at Alastor.
"Then let's try that one," Alastor said as he walked around the living room.
"Well what platform do you want to use?" Vox asked.
Alastor just turned his head to the side and made radio static noises.
"You have no idea what I am talking about?" Vox said as he made his way to his living room.
"No but you did look cute asking that question," Alastor said as he followed Vox.
"Thanks," Vox said. "But that won't work. We will use Sinstagram."
"Wonderful," Alastor said.
Vox pulled out his laptop, tablet, and phone. Vox sat on the couch with all of electronics on ready for him. Vox paused for a moment.
"What the fuck am I doing?" Vox asked.
"I don't know," Alastor said sitting by him. "I don't understand any of this."
"I own you," Vox said.
Just then Vox opened up Sinstagram on his tablet and placed it into Alastor's lap.
"What are you doing, Vox?" Questioned Alastor with his ears back as he glared at the tablet.
"I am your mentor now," Vox explained. "You will be doing all the work and I'll guide you in the right way."
"Fuck no," Alastor said.
"Then it won't get done," Vox said. "I'll let Charlie know I tried to help her but her hotel host wouldn't do anything to help."
Alastor felt pissed. Alastor picked up the tablet. He stared at the foreign object.
"What do I do?" Alastor asked hating every second he had to touch this cursed device.
"Hit create an account," Vox instructed as he started to edit Velvette fashion videos on his laptop.
"Ok I hit the button," Alastor said sounding more annoyed.
"Ok now click the button that says creating for a business," Vox kept explaining.
"Ok," Alastor said.
"Now enter in all the data," Vox instructed.
"With what?" Alastor said. "There's no keyboard."
"Fossil," Vox called Alastor. "Click the box and it will pop up."
Alastor followed the instruction. He started to type but it was with his Pinter finger and he was hitting each key painfully slow. Vox continued to work on his emails and other projects.
"I fucking hate this thing," Alastor said almost shouting. "It keeps changing the words."
"Auto Correct is now your new enemy," Vox said laughing.
"You are suppose to be helping," Alastor said. "Make it stop."
"You'll never learn if I bail you out," Vox said with a sly smile.
"Vox if you do this," Alastor said almost sounding like begging. "I'll give you whatever you want."
"Whatever I want?" Vox said acting interested. " I don't know this is pretty entertaining."
"Whatever you want," Alastor said as he was still frustrated with the tablet shaking it.
"I don't know what I want," Vox said playing dumb as he continued to answer messages on his laptop not even looking up at Alastor.
"You can have me," Alastor said still typing painfully slow in the next box.
"I already have you for another two months and some extra hours," Vox replied.
"I'll pleasure you," Alastor said feeling himself turn red.
"What does that mean?" Vox was loving this new game.
"You know what that means," Alastor hissed about to throw this stupid tablet at Vox.
"Mmmm, can't recall," Vox said shrugging.
"Suck your dick, fuck you or have you fuck me, make out," Alastor started listing off more vulgar ideas.
"I want," Vox said pausing for a moment.
"Yes?" Alastor said knowing he could get rid of this thing as soon as Vox made up his mind.
"A public date in Cannibal town," Vox said knowing Alastor would never want to be seen in public.
"Seriously out of all the options I just gave you," Alastor said feeling anger.
Alastor couldn't decided what he hated more the idea of him taking Vox out on a date or having to use this new technology.
"Yep that's what I want," Vox said. "I want you to pick me up at five in a new suit and haircut. Bring me some nice flowers. I want you to walk me through Cannibal Park. I want to eat at the French Cannibal restaurant. I want to go out for drinks after and I want you to walk me home."
"You sure got this planned out don't you?" Alastor said through his teeth.
"Yep that's what I want," Vox said.
"Well," Alastor said as he stared at the tablet. "It's not worth that much to me."
Alastor continued to try to work on the account but ended up accidentally deleting all of his work. Alastor threw his head back in frustration.
"Fine," Alastor said.
"Fine to what?" Vox said playing confused.
"I'll take you on a proper date if you just do this bloody task,"Alastor said shaking the tablet so hard.
"Deal," Vox said and he just hit a button on his laptop.
Alastor tried to hand the tablet to Vox.
"Oh I don't need that," Vox said.
"But how are you going to make the account?" Alastor said.
"Oh I made one last night. It has a million followers and Charlie already approved of it. She's the account manager now," Vox explained.
"YOU DID WHAT?!" Alastor screamed jumping up.
"Don't give yourself a heart attack," Vox joked.
"You tricked me," Alastor said.
"No you made yourself believe you need to make the account," Vox said.
"That is not true," Alastor said.
"Well now you know how it feels when you write a terrific radio broadcast script that took you ten hours for your boss to do his own anyways," Vox said with a devilish smile.
Alastor had no words. Alastor had no memory of that event but he could see himself doing that to Vox.
"So see you at five tonight," Vox said standing up to go work at the news studio.
"Yes," Alastor groaned.
"Good," Vox kissed Alastor on the cheek and left.
Alastor was more pissed that he fell for the stupid trap but then he realized. He had to take Vox in a date.