Mine ( Vox X Reader )

Chapter 2

Vox stood by the counter, staring at his screen as he scrolled through yet another stack of documents from his assistant. His leg bounced rapidly, a sharp tap-tap-tap on the floor betraying his irritation. The coffee machine gurgled behind him, painfully slow, as he leaned forward with a sigh.

A high pitched voice startled him as he jumped out of his position.

"Voxyyyy~~"

'oh god fuck no'

"Valentino...Why do you came to me this hellish morning ?", he said sighing while going back to his original pose waving a dismessive hand in the air while he is talking.

"Oh you know I was just wondering.... WHY THERE'S THIS RAT IN YOUR ROOM", Valentino yelled while slamming his fist against the wall. Vox let out a laugh and took Valentino fur into his hand bringing him to his height. "First, what were you doing into my room without my consent ?"

Valentino blushed and put his finger under Vox chin. "Don't worry about that I was just coming up for a visit like usual~", he grins while smoking his pipe into Vox face. The said tv man just sighed and took a few step back.

"That's doesn't answer my question Vox", he walked back closer to Vox. "She was drunk yesterday I just thought i wouldn't let her there alone", the 'ding' of the coffee machine came to his ears as he took his favorite mug saying 'fuck Alastor' from the cabinet and poured himself coffee.

''Since when are we doing charity—and especially for my enemy?!'' Valentino tsked, anger simmering as he stepped closer, towering over Vox.

''Since we—! Arg!'' Vox snapped back, words tripping over his frustration. "Why do you care so much? You blew up my chance yesterday! I'm sure I could've persuaded that bitch to work for us! Do you realize how much money we could've made? And not only that—she's got connections to Lucifer. That could be useful. Not just Lucifer, but the whole damn other rings!''

Vox slammed his fist on the counter, the sound sharp and echoing. Without thinking, he lifted his mug and downed his coffee in one burning gulp.

"Because she's my enemy, Vox! That whore is making us lose money with her new 'collection'!" Valentino snapped, pitching his voice high as he mockingly imitated Y/N's tone and gestures. "And she makes me—FUCKING ME—look ridiculous with mine! She stole the spotlight from me!"

He bent down to Vox's height, jabbing a finger at his own chest, seething, while Vox simply stared up at him. Without a word, Vox lifted his phone and turned the screen toward Valentino.

Overlords meeting in 5.

"I have to go. Stop crying like a baby Valentino !", he walks away toward his room while scrolling on his phone. A complain from Valentino resound on the wall behind him and the sound of someone being crushed.

'I will have to call the janitor ugh'

Got closer to his bedroom door, he entered the code and the door automatically opened in front of him. His eyes widened when he saw a totally awake y/n looking up at his monitor , mouth wide opened matching her eyes.

''Ehum.'' He exaggeratedly cleared his throat, loud enough to catch her attention. She turned around, blinking at him—hair completely messy, makeup smeared across her face. He bit back a laugh, a small chuckle slipping out anyway.

''I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare at your... private device,'' she murmured with a soft, sleepy smile, eyes still heavy with exhaustion.

''It's nothing, darling,'' he replied, waving it off with a polite smile -even if he was clearly irritated by her actions- ''But you might want to take a look at yourself right now. Not that you're not pretty—you're absolutely ravishing in that dress—but you look... well... dead.''