Vox

7:52 | HELL | PORN STUDIO LOUNGE ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ EVER since you joined the V's Vox had his eyes on you. he couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something about you that made him want you. Maybe it was the way you played hard to get, and rejected his advances. Of course he would never say this out loud given his carefully crafted persona — but that all changed the day he saw you get a little to close to Valentino.

lounging in the porn studio , the three of you enjoyed a round of drinks celebrating your successful campaign to bring more attention to the V's and their status and influence. Vox was lounged back against the plush sofa with his legs spread, arms over the back of the couch as he went on and on about how he boosted VoxTek sales. However, your attention lingered on Velvet and Valentino more interested in what they had to say than listen to Vox's chattering.

Vox hated it ... hated the way you looked at them with such admiration and awe, cling onto each word that slipped from their lips , smiled and giggled. Why couldn't you look at him like that the way he looked at you? He was jealous of the attention you gave Valentino and Velvet, jealous of how they captivated you more than he did — and he was sitting right fucking there... only you could make him come undone like this.

Without a warning, Vox abruptly leaned forward and grasp your face and forced you to look at him , his claws digging into your face.

"Eyes on ME , baby .."