𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 • 𝘝𝘰𝘹 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✓

Chapter IX - Bubblegum Bitch

(A/N: There will be a song featured in this chapter, I'll let you know when to start playing it. Some lyrics will be changed to fit. Enjoy the story!!)

"(Y/N)?" you feel someone gently tap your shoulder from behind you.

You turn your head and to see Vox before you. You caught eye of his rather attractive outfit and flushed slightly, the two of you so close together in proximity you were able to inhale his peppermint cologne, the scent flooding your nose and slightly fazing your thoughts...

"Yes?" you replied in a voice you could barely recognize as your own.

He chuckled softly. "You alright? You kinda zoned out there for a second," he said.

You nervously shifted in your position, fiddling with the fabric of your attire. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just...thinking is all," you lied. "I can't believe I'm an Overlord, now. Like you."

Vox smirked. "Oh? Like me how?" he teased. "Charming, handsome, and intelligent?" he tilted up your chin.

You playfully rolled your eyes, stuffing down the fact that you subtly agreed with Vox's description of himself. "Do I even need to say anything?" you pushed his hand away.

Vox let out a laugh. "Maybe not..." he said with a keen smile.

The two of you stood awkwardly together before you internally smacked yourself. "Oh! I forgot..." you dug around in your purse for your wallet--which you conveniently remembered to bring this time. "For the clothes," you said, holding out a crisp hundred dollar bill.

Vox pushed away the money and shook his head. "No need," he told you. "My treat."

Despite his protests, you remained to stay persistent and held out your cash to him. "No, really. I insist!"

Vox rolled his eyes at you. "Really, sweetheart. Money is no object for me. Save it," he said with a smile.

You wore a thoughtful grin and tilted your head. "You sure?" you asked, raising your eyebrows.

He smirked and shook his head. "Positive, sweetheart."

You sighed in defeat. "Alright..." you glanced around the meeting room to see the Overlords now filing out. "See you around?"

Vox felt a pang of disappointment when seeing that his time with you was nearly up, but masked it with a smirk. "Not if I can help it," he said, nudging you. "Welcome to the team, Overlord (Y/N)."

"VOX!" Velvette hollered to her friend. Valentino stood from her right looking just as distasteful and pissed as she did.

The tech demon grumbled and rolled his eyes, reluctantly leaving your side. "Goodnight, sweetheart," he muttered to you, but not before kissing your hand gingerly.

You mentally scolded yourself for the blush creeping up on your cheeks. "'Night," you said in a high voice, watching as Vox trailed away to his friends.

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"So," Velvette said once the three of them were all settled in the limo. "Have you made your decision, Vox?"

Vox looked up at her, contemplating his answer. "About (Y/N)?"

Velvette nodded. "Yeah, think you can do it?"

He shot her a glare. "You know what? You suck, I'm not fucking with her," he said sternly.

"Aww what's the matter, Voxxy? Too...pussy?" she smirked.

Vox's eye twitched as he glared out the window.

"Yeah, that's right. You're just a pussy chicken, aren't you?" she taunted.