FEMALE & GENDERBENT VARIOUS X MALEREADER

POISONED (GENDERBENT VALENTINO)

A/N: Here we go folks. Genderbent version of hells pimp Valentino is coming your way. And it won't be off camera. 

A/N: And this story will kinda get dark so here's ya warning ⚠

A/N: Also note that they never really said what day that Valentino(from the real show) died or on how he died. So I'll be making a few things up but it also never specified the year as well but I think it's near the 1950's or 1970's I think. Idk. But that's the year imma roll of with so let's get into the story.  Hope ya enjoy!!!

Y/N's Pov:

Dirty…

Filthy…

Used…

Abused…

Empty…

All the very things that I had gone through. That I had felt. It was me being poisoned. Or rather me being cursed.  By life it's very self.

[Drip…Drip…Drip]

I stood above the person who made my life shit. The person who used me for their fucking sick pleasure. The person who had constantly hit me.
The person who violated me. Used me however they wanted to, and I couldn't do a thing. But now seeing them beneath me felt so…good.

I smirked. Looking down at them. The person who fucked me both literally and figuratively in life. Was now gone. They could burn in hell for all I could care. What mattered was I was

Free…

Or so I had thought…

Flashback: February 14th 1960

Location: Abandon Warehouse

Don't scream…

Don't disobey…

Keep your head down…

And always be obedient…

Those were the words I was told when I was given to them. My parents were poor, and needed money, no matter the cost as long as they had each other. That cost was me. Given to a woman who was a bit older than me but the way she dressed and the way she acted was with authority and you could already tell she was powerful. 

But that day I was given to her by my parents. I felt betrayed after the years we spent together. The promises they made to me. Were to mean nothing to them. They didn't hold my promises close to their hearts, unlike me. I held onto them tightly just to have it all shatter in the blink of an eye. For what? Just for money.  

They walked out of the warehouse we were in. Holding hands together, while my father had the case of money in his other hand. Without a care in the world. They left me

With her…

Flashback(2): March 20th 1961

Location: ??? House

[Smack]

I fell back onto the floor and looked up at my assaulter.  Her name was Valentina. I had discovered her name a year ago after my parents sold me to her.