Vox

Being velvets sibling had it's perks . You had money, power, influence, and best of all ? A seat at the V's table . You got along with Valentino ( surprisingly ) and Vox . Out of all people , Velvet told you to steer clear away from both Vox and Valentino seeing they where off limits and it would be bad for business if dating went around inside of the group. You promised Velvet you would stay away from Vox — but she never said you couldn't be together behind closed doors. Besides ... what's the harm in a little casual affair ?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ That evening, you got stuck in a fashion meeting with Velvet and couldn't wait until it was over . You where supposed to meet Vox a few minutes ago and you where already running late . Finding an excuse , you excused yourself from the meeting and quickly made your way down the winding hallways of the studio into Vox's dimly lit office. Pacing around the floor, Vox rubbed the bottom on his monitor while grumbling lowly.

"Sorry I'm late—" You mumbled. "fucking finally! " The TV host made his way over and waisted no time pulling you in for a long awaited kiss. Vox effortlessly picked you up and carried you over to his desk. without breaking the kiss , he swiped the objects off his desk and sat you down with a heavy breath, his hands swiftly working to remove his jacket.

"Let's make this quick — We don't have much time before Velvet suspects anything .. spread your legs for me, baby.."