The vees

Season 2 episode 1 long time no see Valentino

*Valentino sat in a booth of his favourite brothel, two girls sat either side of him with their hands up his skirt caressing his dick while he drank his expensive alcoholic drink. **

Devin walk in

Valentino's eyes scanned the room lazily, bored with the same old faces that came and went in this establishment. That was until he spotted Devin, the man who owned his soul, entering the brothel. The corners of Valentino's lips turned upwards into a smirk as he set his drink aside. He slid out from the booth, causing the two girls to pout but he ignored them completely, his full attention now on Devin. Strutting over on his tall stilettos, the sound of his heels clicking against the floor echoed through the brothel. As he approached, Valentino ran a hand through his short lavender braids before speaking, "Ah, Devin. So glad you could join us." His voice dripped with fake sweetness as he gestured towards the girls, "Care for a taste?"

**(Thoughts)** *Valentino knew better than anyone else that Devin loved to assert his control over him, even in public places like this. He relished in the fear he saw in people's eyes when they realised who Devin was. But Valentino was no stranger to fear. Not after all these years.*

Devin: no, I just wanted to see how my studios being treated

Valentino's smirk faltered for a moment before he recovered, bowing his head slightly in submission. "Of course, sir," he replied, his tone cold and formal. He turned away from Devin, gesturing to one of his employees standing nearby. "Make sure Mr. Devin is comfortable," he ordered, not taking his eyes off Devin. **(Thoughts)** *He hated calling him 'sir', but it was what Devin demanded. Valentino's heart raced as he waited for Devin's next move, knowing it would never be anything good.* As the employee rushed off to follow Valentino's orders, he straightened up and met Devin's gaze once more, his expression turning into a mask of indifference. "If there's anything else you need, just let me know."

The girls who had been attending to Valentino quickly scattered at Devin's presence, knowing better than to cross the man who held their boss' soul. Valentino's eyes followed them, a twinge of annoyance crossing his face. He hated being interrupted, but he knew better than to argue with Devin. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, before turning back to him and asking, "So, what brings you here tonight? Business or pleasure?"

**(Thoughts)** *Valentino hoped it wasn't business. He had enough trouble dealing with Devin's demands lately. But deep down, he knew that Devin didn't care about his feelings. Not after what he had done to his mother.*

He watched Devin closely, waiting for his answer, ready to do whatever he was told.

Devin: first of all, who are those two Annoying cunts

Valentino's eyes narrowed slightly at Devin's harsh tone, but he kept his cool exterior. He knew better than to let his anger show. Turning his head slowly to look at the two girls who had been sitting with him earlier, he shrugged nonchalantly. "Just some new girls trying to make a name for themselves," he replied, his voice dripping with indifference. **(Thoughts)** *He hated how Devin treated everyone around him like they were nothing more than objects to use and discard. It reminded Valentino of how he himself had been used and discarded by Devin in the past.*

"If they're not to your liking, I can have them replaced," Valentino offered, gesturing towards the bar where several other girls were eyeing Devin hungrily. **(Thoughts)** *He didn't care about the girls, but he knew Devin's tastes well enough. It was better to keep him happy, even if it meant sacrificing others.*

Valentino turned his full attention back to Devin, waiting for his response. He could feel the tension in the air growing thicker with each passing moment, and he braced himself for whatever was coming next.