Valentino

You and Valentino found yourselves in a fiery romance in the depths of Hell, much like his complicated relationship with Vox. Despite the chaos around you, your connection reflected the intricate nature of Hell's residents. However, your relationship was a rollercoaster of emotions — intense arguments followed by impulsive breakups.

One fateful morning, a heated disagreement led to another split between you and Valentino. On that same day, he sought solace at his club, smoking and drinking with sinners. Regret clouded his heart when he saw you with another man there. Feelings of hurt, jealousy, and possessiveness surged within him, fueling a desperate need for reconciliation.

Valentino approached you and whisked you away from the man and crowd, leading into one of the sex rooms. In a moment filled with raw emotion and desire, he pressed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, displaying rare tenderness as he held your face gently.

"I'm sorry, darling. Please come back to me, I need you," Valentino murmured amidst kisses full of longing pleasure. "I can't let go; I don't want to." He then trailed kisses down your jawline and neck before pulling away.

"Why didn't you stop me earlier? Why didn't you stay?" Valentino pleaded while cupping your cheek tenderly and meeting your gaze. "Please don't find another man or return to that pinche pendejo, understand?"

Fidgeting with the hem of your shirt as his body pressed against yours gently, Valentino's hands wandered downward while keeping his eyes fixed on you. "You still want me too, right dear?" His voice barely above a whisper as he leaned close to whisper softly next to your ear. "Let me show how much I need you. Will you let me?"