Rise of the Vees- A Hazbin Hotel Fanfic

Vengeance of the Vees

TW: Abuse. Before and after something potentially triggering is mentioned, you'll see a ⚠ symbol. 

Though nothing in particular seemed to be upsetting, Valentino threw his glass at the wall and screamed. "Damn, chill out!" Velvette exclaimed, surprised at her coworker's sudden outburst.

"I will not chill out! My fucking boyfriend ditched me and blamed me for being 'abusive', and I need him! Tell me; am I abusive, Velvette?" Valentino asked, trying to keep himself under control.

"Well, I mean..."

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"Oh my GOD!" Valentino sprung up and grabbed Velvette's shirt, pulling her towards his face. She cringed as she smelled his sickening smoke. "I want you to tell me, Velvette; am I abusive?"

The cold tingling sensation of fear crept up her spine. As much as she wanted to stand her ground against the dick-ass moth demon, she knew he was far too powerful to face. "No, you're not abusive." Though she knew she shouldn't, she added under her breath, "You've got big-time anger issues, though."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

A low growling came from the back of Valentino's throat. "Tell me, whore. What did you just say?"

"Um, that you're a big-time angel face!" Velvette squeaked, desperately trying to think of a decent excuse.

"I don't think so. Tell me what you really said." His voice grew cooly calm towards the end of his sentence, which likely wasn't a good sign. Velvette averted her eyes from the enraged demon before her, but Valentino interjected before she spoke, "Look at me, sweetheart, not the floor. Look into my eyes." As he said this last part he pushed his heart-shaped sunglasses upon his bald-ass gray head.

"You've got big-time anger issues," she muttered, quivering. Valentino raised his gloved hand and struck it upon Velvette's cheek. She cried out in pain, and Val laughed. "Oh, sweetheart, do you scream like that in bed?"

Naseua filled Velvette's chest, but she didn't dare defy him. Instead, she simply ignored his question and stared deep into his plain red eyes just as he wished her to. "I'm sorry, Val. That was disrespectful."

"When Vox was here, I may have seemed like a nice guy, but you know what? I'm not really a nice guy. You do whatever I say. He's not here to calm me down and keep me under control, and I know you don't have that ability. Don't you dare defy me or you know exactly what will happen. Do you understand?"

Slowly, Velvette gulped. "Yes, I understand."

"Good. Also, now that Vox is gone, my bed is feeling empty, and you're my new replacement."

"Wait. Do you mean-" Velvette paled. "No. I'm sorry, but I'm really not comfortable with doing that." When she had agreed to work with Val and Vox, she was hoping for a boom in business, not... whatever this was. 

Valentino laughed. "Too bad, bitch! You're getting fucked in the ass tonight. The more you resist, the more it's gonna hurt, baby." He bared his pointy teeth in a psychopathic grin. "Say, 'Okay, Daddy'." 

"Okay, D-daddy," she choked out, wanting to cry. What the fuck had she gotten herself into??

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"Valentino... that's your name, right?" a female's voice asked, startling Val.

"Yes, that's right. Who are you?" asked Valentino, staring at a shining figure with flowy, blonde hair and dark sunglasses. He didn't know exactly what she was; he'd never seen a being like her before, but something told Val that she was mad with power.