𝑨 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒆 (𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊 𝑩𝒐𝒎𝒃 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

Chapter #19: Aphrodisiac

(TW: Valentino, mention of jizz? Is that triggering? Idk 😭)

(Y/N)'s POV:

As I stepped through the automatic doors of the V's tower, I greeted Regina, the front desk worker, with a nod. She acknowledged me with a smile. I immediately hid my face, trying to contain my laughter as I remembered how we fucking ran her over a couple months ago.

I continued down the polished hallway toward Velvette's office, my shoes clicking on the marble floor with each step.

Today was not going to be a typical workday. I wouldn’t be working with Velvette’s crew since she is scheduled for an overlord meeting later today. Instead, I’ll be modeling in a commercial for Valentino’s new lingerie.

Working with Val was going to suck, but hey, at least I might get to talk to Angel or Ronnie. I haven't seen them in a while.

As I turned the hallway's corner, I bumped into somebody, causing me to fall backwards onto the hard floor. "I'm so sorry! I didn't see you th-"

"Damn right you're sorry," they cut me off, their tone sharp and commanding. I looked up, and a chill ran down my spine as I recognized the person I had bumped into.

It was Vox, and Velvette was standing beside him.

"Vox, don't be a dick," Velvette said sharply, rolling her eyes at him as she lent me a hand to help me stand back up. "This is y/n, my star model. Show some fucking respect."

Vox was slightly taken aback by her scolding. But he kept his composure and didn't react too much, instead he cleared his throat, and with a smooth, professional demeanor, extended his hand to me to give me a handshake. "Pleasure to meet you y/n, I apologize for my rude behavior."

"Pleasure to meet you as well," I said, my voice wavering slightly from how awkward it felt.

I brushed off the imaginary dirt from my [skirt/pants], and adjusted my collar. I can't believe I just bumped into Vox, that was so embarrassing.

"Well, y/n and I have business to attend to," Velvette says matter-of-factly to Vox as she takes my arm and starts walking with me away from him.

"I'm so sorry about Vox, he's such a piss baby." she said as she led me through a few hallways towards Valentino's studio. "I wanted to check in with you before the overlord meeting to make sure you're comfortable working with Valentino."

I waved off her concern. "It'll be fine, Vel, I'm just modeling for him, nothing serious."

We stepped into the elevator, and she pressed the button for the floor. "If you say so," she shrugged. "Just don't accept any drinks from him. He might have spiked them... or came in them."

I shuddered at the thought. Gross.

"I won't, don't worry."

Val had a reputation for being a creep, and I knew firsthand how perverted he was.

The elevator dinged, and she guided me to his studio doors. “We’re here,” she said, stopping in front of a heavy door with a frosted glass panel. Through it, I could see vague silhouettes of workers moving around inside the studio.

Velvette knocked the door, and quickly after she did, Valentino swung it open.

"Oh! You're here!" He said enthusiastically, holding the door open while waving us inside, "Come in, come in!"

As soon as we entered the room, I smelled a musky tobacco scent in the air. It was the familiar smell of Val's cigarette smoke. Pink clouds fogged the golden tile floor, the way that they always did when Val was in a room.