✮𝓐 𝓡𝓘𝓼𝓴𝔂 𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮 ✮

❤‍Struggling Gambles❤‍🔥

~✮✮~ Macin POV

Speaking to Angel was a lot. And I mean a lot. The words spilled from his mouth, being trapped in like a damn. He's been holding these emotions for too damn long. "And I suppose that's about it.." He said softly, you could see the tears welling up in his eyes. It broke my heart, sure. It shouldn't though, I just met him!

The words he used to describe this feeling of being used and played with Val, made my adrenaline rise. Knowing that a simple soul like Angel's is being used for just pleasures made me sick. He deserved a decent life, living the life he wanted to live. Not being a porn star and dancing for money on poles. 

I sighed softly, I was about to start speaking before the door busted open. The wooden door hit me, making me groan. "Angel, baby! There you are, let's go, I've been looking everywhere for you~" Val's voice erupted into the room, making Angel shudder helplessly. Whenever he was around Val, it seemed like he was trapped.

And he was. I could see it in his eyes. Angel nodded, standing up from the bed, wiping his eyes. Val didn't seem to care that he just hit me with the door or that he was crying. The moth grasped onto his wrist, dragging him out of the room. I can't handle standing here and watching this spider get dragged more deeper into some shit he doesn't deserve.

Val's heels clicked across the floor as he dragged Angel along with him. He's like a fucking dog. Being treated like shit by his 'master'. I stepped out of the room, my veins pulsing with anger. I hated Val. Despised him. I didn't even notice Husk at my side while watching Val. "He's owned by Val, Mac. He can do what he wants-"

"How much would I lose if I lost a gamble?" I questioned, looking down at Husk. His eyes widened, his tail flicking anxiously. "No, no you are not making a gamble with Val-" "It's worth my time." "No, Macin you-" I called out Val's name, making him pause. He turned slowly, looking at me with his usual smirk.

"Yes, your highness?" He asked, his voice dripping with harshness. Husk probably declined a gamble, but I wasn't Husk. I wanted a gamble. "Care to make a gamble?" I asked, my lips curving upwards into a small grin. Val's expression lit up mercilessly. "A gamble from the Prince? Who wouldn't take that gamble?"

Val then released Angel, sort of tossing him towards the side. He stumbled in his heels slightly, but fixed his posture after I gave him a quick glance. In the middle of the lobby, there appeared one of my gambling tables. The wood outline with purple and golden, artwork on the wood makes it look like fire. 

You could hear Husk groaning softly to himself, hating how I started this game. My shoes clicked across the floor, walking over to the table and sitting down at the decided chair. Val did the same, sitting across from me. The cards started to shuffle themselves, the moth watching with amusement at my ability.

"The gamble is, if you win, you get fifty percent of the casino and own it alongside Husk." Husk growled in irritation, how I brought this upon myself and his casino. Well, our casino. "And if you win?" Val asked, his disgusting smirk growing wider. "If I win, I get Angel. And you will never come back to this casino ever again."

Val's eyes widened, his smirk faltering. He sighed, knowing he might have the possibility to win. "It's a gamble then." The gamble was set. "You call the game, Val." I let my victims usually pick the game to see if they would be better at winning or not. His smirk grew, grasping the cards. "Poker, your majesty."

~✮✮~ Husk POV

Fuck. No. No, no, no. I told Macin NOT to make any gambles with anybody. But here he is, making a fucking gamble with Valentino. This is bad. Really, really bad. Was Macin even good at Poker? I've never seen him play it before. Shit, shit, shit. We're all gonna lose. Before I could see what's going on, a purple flame wall surrounded the two of them.

Damnit. Please win, for my sake, Macin. Fucking win. Standing next to Angel, his body trembled. "You'll be fine, relax." I reassured, my tone sounding harsher than usual. "How the fuck can you be alright in this situation? Val is going against The Prince! Val's gonna win!" His voice cracked, his upper arms crossed against his chest.

"Macin can win this, if he won against me he can win against Val." Taking care of this spider was like watching a toddler. After a few mins, you could hear Val bash against the gambling table. It flew across the room and disappeared before hitting the wall. Phew, didn't need more damage on the casino.

"Fucking cheater! Cheater!" Val roared, his red eyes flaring. The flame wall slowly died down, Macin sitting at his chair with a grin. "You fucking cheated the game, you prick!" Val's eyes glanced over at Angel, my ears perking up. If he tried to hurt Angel, I or Macin would do something about it.

"Let's go, Angel. Fucking Prince prick and pussy." Val's pink chain appeared, rushing towards Angel. I gripped his wrist firmly, ready to pull him away from it. Before it could even come close, a golden chain appeared around his throat. Macin's chain. That fucker did it. Where Angel's black choker was, it then turned purple. Indicating Macin's ownership on him.

You could see the rage in Val's eyes, his fists clenching. "Fine! Take him! All he's worth is his holes! Find something that's useful for him, perras!" He raged, sounding like an angry Karen. I've had my experience with those types of sinners. I let go of Angel's wrist, watching Val walk out. Well, looks like Macin got a new soul.

~✮✮~ Angel's POV

I can't believe it..I'm not owned by Val anymore. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. Being able to let my breath go I've been holding in for a long time. As I watched Val leave the casino, my heart stopped. Fat Nuggets. Val had him. I needed him. Shit, he was gonna kill him if I wasn't there!

"My..My.." "Relax, everything of yours is already in your room." Macin walked over to me, a soft smile on his lips. "I can promise you, your pig is fine." He reassured. His voice was always so smooth and soft, he's the savior I needed. Before I even thought, my arms wrapped around him. I needed this hug. Especially from him.

He slowly wrapped his arms around me, his hand holding the back of my head. "Thank you.." I muttered softly, feeling like I would be able to live the life I always wanted to live. He rested his head on top of mine, saying softly. "No worries, Angel."