You Won't Get Away Twice (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 14: Yep, it's a threat.

Two items down and one to go. I wonder what exactly Alastor plans to do once he has all these items. Or, maybe he'll just keep the intel for the time that will suit him best. I can't seem to understand what goes through that man's head. When I think I've finally figured him out he surprises me by acting cold and harsh towards me.

I scroll through my Sinstagram and browse through Velvette's feed. I want to see if I can learn anything about her before I make my next move. I hiss as the pain in my wrist comes back from scrolling. I rub my wrist with my other hand, trying to soothe the pain. Alastor sure did a number on my damn joint when he took the drone from me yesterday. I'd wear a brace to try and let it heal properly, but then other demons would see that I'm injured. Plus, Alastor would get the satisfaction that he actually harmed me. I can't have either of those things.

I switch hands and continue scrolling until I see the event I'm looking for. Velvette is holding an afterparty as a celebration for one of her fashion shows. Only staff and welcomed guests can attend, meaning I'd have to keep my disguise. But thanks to Alastor, how will I play off my sudden disappearance yesterday with Vox? Ugh, what a mess. I'll do my best to make a quick appearance, ask for the item I want, and leave. Hopefully I won't have to engage with Vox if I can be in and out quickly.

I pick a cute and slim looking outfit that I know Velvette will approve of and check it in the mirror. I'm in my normal fox demon skin now, so I switch to my bunny disguise just to make sure this will still look good before switching back. I can't have Charlie and the gang see me leave in my disguise.

After I make it a safe distance from the hotel and get close enough to the V's tower, I switch back to my bunny disguise. I take a deep breath, go through the main doors and enter the elevator to the afterparty. By the time I arrive things are already in full swing, and it's packed. This might help me hide in the crowd from Vox a bit better. But I need to find Velvette.

As I begin walking around, I grab a glass of champagne and continue looking, finding Velvette looking flawless and talking with a few of the models who did the catwalk today. Target acquired!

"What an amazing show girls! You all looked stunning!" I compliment my coworkers, clinking my glass with theirs and taking a sip. "Of course, you know we wouldn't be looking nearly as fierce if it weren't for our fearless leader." I wink at Velvette.

Velvette laughs and rolls her eyes. "Okay, suck up. Jealous that you weren't in the show today, (fake y/n)?" She laughs more.

I wave my open hand in defense. "Oh no no, not at all!" I argue. "Satan knows I could use the break. I've been busy trying to get a certain demon's attention anyways." I lie as I roll my eyes, acting annoyed.

"Are you talking about Vox? He seems to have been all over you lately. He'd be pretty easy for you to nab if you just batted your cute little eyes at him." Velvette says calmly as she takes another sip of her drink.

"No, not Vox. Not that he's a bad guy, but I've had my eyes on someone else." I explain vaguely. This seems to have gotten the attention of our small group. "It's not anyone you would know Velvette, a small fry. But fucking cute." I act enamored. "If only I could get them to notice me, but nothing I do works! I've tried small talk, I've even bought them a drink, but fucking nothing." I sound beat.

Velvette looks intrigued by my made-up story. "For such an innocent looking bunny, you sure do have a lustful side, don't you?" She asks as she twirls her drink. I have to keep going.

"Oh Velvette, if you'd ever seen them, you would know what I'm talking about!" I continue. "But I can't even find them on Sinstagram, just every Tuesday night at this random dive bar." I shake my head. "I'm desperate for their attention, I swear."

Velvette laughs. "How desperate, exactly?" She asks as she pulls out a glass bottle filled with a pink liquid from her jacket. Perfect, the love potion. I knew she would have one on her.

I look at the potion longingly, knowing what she's referring to. "I'm that desperate." I concur as I reach for the bottle. I knew she wouldn't give it up that easily, but I want to look needy.

She pulls the bottle out of my reach. "Hold on, (fake y/n). I don't give this shit out for free." She states as she puts her now empty glass on a nearby counter.

"What can I give you? I don't have much." I look at my hands and then back up to her. At this point I'd agree to almost anything. I feel like I won't need this disguise much longer after this.

Velvette puts her hand on her hip, thinking about what exactly she wants. "You're not one of my top models, but I think there could be a market for taking a demon as cute and innocent looking as you and putting you into some not so innocent looking situations." She begins, her smile turning into a devilish smirk. "Let Valentino and I design a lingerie line that you will headline next week. I'm talking a catwalk, Sinstagram campaign, the whole nine yards. Let's take this innocent image you have and taint it."

She holds her hand out with the love potion in it. "What do you say?" She asks. I don't miss how her hand lights up that same pink glow. She's trying to turn this into a soul binding deal. Sneaky girl.

"I'll do you one better." I counter, this seems to make Velvette confused and a little angry. I have to be careful. "I'm rather fond of my soul and I'd like to keep it..." I lie. It's already under Alastor's fucking control. "...the love potion for my debut of your lingerie line and one adult film under Valentino's studio for a membership fee. That way the average demon gets to see the cute clothing, but only those who pay extra get to see no clothing." I don't mind overpromising, it's not like I'll truly have to act on these promises.

Velvette grins and puts the love potion in my hand. "Let's make it happen." She says in an excited tone. "But be careful, small bunny." Her tone makes me think that she's making a threat. "Fail to follow through and you'll wish you'd taken my earlier deal. I can promise you that." Yep, it's a threat.

I gulp, showing that I'm nervous by her threat and nod, not saying a word. Though Velvette thinks I'm afraid of her threat, all I can really think about right now is getting out of this room before I accidentally run into Vox.