If this isn't his office then-.. you hear noises coming from somewhere around the room. It's so small yet there's echo bouncing off the walls as if- oh fuck me. When you tilt your phone up higher you realize this was Vox's huge tv room.. I cant believe the entrance itself is so big I thought it was an office.. how rich IS he?? You think, pointing the flash around the bridge you're crossing to make sure you don't fall.
When you get to the end you're met with a thousand tv screens everywhere, security cameras mic's.. woah.. you touch the chair, your fingers sliding over the blue leather, you look up and admire the design of everything in the room, most of all because it felt so ridiculously expensive.. you walk around some more and realize there is another part to the room behind all the giant screens stacked together. Is that an open elevator??
You run over to it, excited to use one for the first time. "Oh my gosh this is so cool!! I wish the hotel had one of these." You gush, admiring it. Ever since you were a little girl you had loved these type of elevators because your dad once took you to a beautiful hotel. The most beautiful one in all of Paris.. you had both taken this open elevator where as it took you up you could see the whole city, and the Eiffel Tower. It was mesmerizing... and when you arrived to the roof there was a beautiful restaurant out in the open overlooking the city. And ever since then, you fell in love with open elevators, because they usually take you to the roof, where there's a view, and it reminded you of your father.
"The view on top of this tower must be amazing..." you think out loud, gliding your hand over the buttons and pushing the one to go up. While the elevator takes you off the ground and goes up, you look around the place and admire everything that was beneath you. It's not paris but it's something... you think, the elevator coming to a stop. "What? This isn't the roof.." you step out of it, looking around the hallway that it brought you to, with two big doors at the end of it. "This place looks..red?"
The hallways was a pink/ish sort of red, hearts everywhere. What?.. you're about to turn around when you hear noises coming from the two doors. That's the sounds I was hearing earlier In the room.. you think, walking forward. You pass all the frames of Valentino and Vox hung up on the walls, finally arriving to the two doors where there were servants in front of it. "Um.. hi. I'm Vox's assistant. Y/n." You say, showing them your pass, hoping they'll let you in.
The two girls look at your pass then back at you and nod, opening the doors for you. "Thank you." You smile, walking Inside and the doors closing behind you. When you make sure they're closed you breathe out a sigh of relief. Fuck I can't believe that worked.. you breathe. Wow.. you look around the room. It's huge.. another big glass window overlooking hell, a whole ass living room inside an office.
"Is this angel's boss room?." You say, looking at all the photos hung up of Valentino and the whole place being bright red and gold colored. I guess I am.. you stop when you hear noises again, this time coming from somewhere in the office. Right, forgot about those... you walk towards an open entrance to what looked like a room and try your best to look inside without making a lot of noise. Please don't be two people having sex.. please, please please..
"What the actual FUCK?!" You yell, Valentino and some random hooker stopping what they're doing and look in your direction, the girl seemed embarrassed while Valentino just looking annoyed by your presence. "Holy shit, can you guys like NOT fuck at work?!!" You yell, looking away and covering your eyes to avoid the sight. Valentino sighs and gets off the hooker, grabbing his coat and wrapping it around him while lighting a cigarette, the girl quickly grabbing her clothes, purse and tries to walk away as fast as possible while putting on her shoes and almost tripping.
"Don't you know it's rude to sneak around?.." Valentino asks, leaning on his vanity while blowing out smoke, looking pissed. Shit. You clear your throat and stand straight, trying to find an excuse. "I wasn't sneaking anywhere, I came here to give some papers to Vox." You state, a sudden wave of panic rushing through you when he doesn't look convinced. Valentino narrows his eyes at you, still leaned on his vanity as he holds his cigarette. Does she actually think I'm an imbécil?.. he thinks, looking away from you with a slight smirk.
After a few moments he gets off the vanity with a small laugh and walks over to you, blowing out some smoke. "Ha, you're funny.." he muses, a smirk still on his face. "You know, Vox is coming here soon. How about we talk about this with him instead Chiquita?.." he chuckles, taking a seat on his couch and smoking. Your eyes narrow when you realize he isn't buying it.Of course.. "no, no.. you don't have to do that, I'll just leave." You chuckle with a forced smile while walking back towards the exit.
Prick. You mentally curse when he calls out your name, stopping you from leaving. "Don't leave so soon amorcito, here, have a drink." He offers, but his voice was more of a warning than a suggestion. Damn it.. you think, walking over to the couch and sitting down while Valentino pours you a drink. You sigh and look at your phone. Fuck, I have to meet up with Angel.. you curse, because it was twelve.
"Enjoy.." he says, suddenly appearing in front of you with a smile and an arm stretched out to hand you the drink. His voice was low and intimidating when he talked to you, which made you extremely uncomfortable being around him. You force a smile and take the drink. "Thank you." It smells like scotch, but the color doesn't match. That's weird?.. you think, taking a sip of it. Tastes fine to me?.. you could feel Val's eyes Boring into your head, watching with a haunting smile as you drink. "What?.. do I have something on my face?" You joke, but he just chuckles and turns to you, grabbing your face with the palm of his hand in a tight grip.
"Of course not. you're just so...beautiful." He says with a smirk. "Thanks.." you reply a bit aggressively, pulling your head out of his grip and focusing on your drink. But before you can take another sip your head starts to turn and your vision gets blurrier by the second your eyes not being able to focus, making your drink fall out your hand and fall to the floor, tiny pieces of glass shattering everywhere. "Fuck.." you grab your forehead, trying to steady your vision when you hear Valentino chuckle again and get up from the couch, walking towards you as he watches your body collapse to the floor among the pieces of glass.
"Sleep tight princesa .." he muses, leaning down on the floor and watching as you shut your eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Chained.
FanfictionA romance story between you and vox. I'll try to make the story accurate, so it feels as if the characters are actually there.
