In Love With My Kidnapper (fem reader x Alastor)

Y/n worked at a small Café by a radio station. Alastor would visit the Café every morning after work. Y/n would get a little suspicious of Alastor because the way he looks at her and the way he talks about the murder in New Orleans every morning to afternoon. little did Y/n know, she was right...

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might sprinkle a little depressed stuff on there. idk. maybe lemon or smut... probably not 😝

I do not own anyone in hazbin hotel (of course.) it's just a little story made from boredom.

you may begin.