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"That slippery twink is gonna remember who owns him. I'm gonna FUCK everyone in that rancid shit hole, I swear to god!" Val shouted.

Before he's finished, Vox grabbed him by the collar and shoved him to his face, clearly furious.

Aria finally looked up from her phone, her eyes widening slightly when she beheld what was going on. She clambered to her feet, knowing that if they fought, stuff would break, and people would get hurt. And she'd need to get the fuck out.

Vox spoke, his voice distorted "VAL—"

He calmed himself down before continuing. "Hehe. Think about it."

Vox then walked Valentino towards the window, taking away one of his guns and putting it in his pocket. Aria breathed out a sigh of relief, though she kept her eyes trained on the two.

"Our brand is perfection. And what do you think chasing whores around town will do for our image?"

Valentino blinked. "Um.....fuck it up?"

A stereotypical 'winning' ding is played.

Vox's mouth fell into a fake smile. "Right! Do you want people thinking you can't control your employees?"

From her spot by the desk, Aria coughed. "He can't..." she said under her breath.

"No..." Valentino said, ignoring the sinner girl.

"Exactly! And hey, you still have him under contract. He isn't going anywhere! SO...you should..."

Valentino blinked twice. "...Do nothing?"

"Great idea!" Vox said patronizingly, as if talking to a kid. "Now that's why they pay you the big bucks."

Aria tried and failed to not cough out a laugh.

Valentino ignored her. Again. "Ugh. But I really wanted to shoot someone."

As he spoke, Valentino got a cigarette holder out, and Vox lit it with a spark from one of his fingertips.

Vox smirked. "Well, lemme call up the lowest earners this month." He walked over to the televisions lining a specific wall.

Looking up from her phone, Aria smirked. "Well, luckily for me, I don't work for you, Val."

Vox raised his eyebrows. "You technically do, sweetheart, but you know I'd never let Valentino murder you..."

"No matter how many times you disrespect me..." Valentino muttered.

Aria smiled tauntingly at him. "I would say you deserve it but... you do." She flips him off.

Clenching his fists, Valentino replied, "You know, sometimes I just want to fuck you or kill you."

Aria laughed, looking at Vox. "Ya know, I would absolutely love that, but someone gets a little too possessive. You learned that last time you two tried to share." Her voice is filled to the brim with sarcasm.

"...on the other hand, both of you fuck me plenty separately." Aria said, wincing as she remembered the last time she'd hooked up with Valentino.

Was it... yesterday? This morning? Last week?

She could hardly count how many times in the last month Valentino had needed to take out his frustration on someone and Angel Dust wasn't available.

She'd come out of that day with a couple new bruises and an extremely sore throat, not to mention a couple missing items of clothing.

Luckily, it was only a recent thing...