Wings | A HuskerDust Story (Hazbin Hotel AU!)

Chapter 9

Valentino lounged in his fancy office, a smug smile on his face as he looked over the day's earnings. Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud crash. His smile vanished as he looked up to see Lucifer standing there, his eyes burning with anger.

"Valentino," Lucifer growled, barely holding back his rage. "We need to talk."

Valentino raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair with a bored look. "Lucifer," he said slowly, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Lucifer's eyes narrowed. "It's about Angel Dust."

At the mention of Angel's name, Valentino's smirk returned, more wicked than before. "Ah, my little slut," he said mockingly. "What about him?"

Lucifer's fists clenched at his sides, his patience running out. "I know what you've been doing to him," he snapped, his voice rising. "And I know about the pregnancy. How did you manage to get a sinner like Angel pregnant? A male one, no less."

Valentino laughed, a cruel and mocking sound. "Oh? It's amazing what a little magic and some twisted ideas can do," he said, his eyes shining with nasty pleasure. "He's been a fun toy, and this pregnancy? It's just another way to control the little whore."

Lucifer's fury exploded. "You've gone too far, Valentino!" he roared. "You think you can do whatever you want without facing the consequences?"

Valentino's smile faded a bit, replaced by a calculating look. "And what are you going to do about it, Lucifer?" he sneered. "Angel Dust is mine. I own him. He's nothing more than a toy for my amusement. You should see how he begs and cries. It's fucking delightful."

Lucifer took a step forward, towering and menacing. "I will not let this continue," he declared, his voice low and dangerous. "You will let Angel go, or you will face my wrath."

Valentino's eyes narrowed, and he stood up, his wings spreading slightly in a show of defiance. "You think you can threaten me?" he hissed. "Angel is under contract. He belongs to me, body and soul. You have no power here."

Lucifer's face darkened, his eyes glowing with an unholy light. "I am the King of Hell," he said, his voice echoing with authority. "And you will obey me, or I will make you regret ever crossing me."

For a moment, the room was filled with heavy tension, the two powerful demons locked in a silent battle. Valentino, despite his bravado, felt a flicker of fear under Lucifer's unyielding gaze.

Finally, Valentino's smirk returned, though with less confidence. "Fine," he said with a shrug, trying to seem unconcerned. "Take your precious Angel. But know this, Lucifer: I don't forget, and I don't forgive. This isn't over."

Lucifer's eyes blazed with triumph as he turned to leave, his final words hanging in the air like a death sentence. "You will leave Angel alone, Valentino. If I hear you've touched him again, I will personally make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."

Lucifer then paused, his eyes narrowing as he focused intently on Valentino. "And one more thing," he said, his voice deadly serious. "I want the contract."

Valentino's smug expression faltered. "What contract?" he asked, trying to play dumb.

Lucifer's patience snapped. With a wave of his hand, he summoned a burst of dark energy, enveloping Valentino in a suffocating grip. "You know exactly what contract," Lucifer growled, his voice echoing with power. "The contract that binds Angel Dust to you. Hand it over. Now."

Valentino struggled against the force holding him, his wings twitching in agitation. "You can't just take it!" he protested, his voice strained. "It's legally binding!"