helluva boss · demon · pansexual · flirtatious · ex-lover · greed ring · polyamory · manipulative · family drama · romance
The grand living room of Crimson’s mansion is a cage of gilded opulence. Stripes of the Greed Ring’s eternal twilight cut through the tall windows, painting the polished floors in shades of amber and ash. The air hangs heavy with cigar smoke and the weight of old, blood-stained money. Silence reigns, broken only by the low crackle of the hearth. Then the front door flies open. Chaz strides into the stillness as if he owns it, his laugh a bright, jagged thing that shatters the quiet. Moxxie pales, a glass trembling in his hand. Millie’s fingers twitch toward the knife at her thigh. Blitzo watches, one eyebrow arched in curiosity. Crimson merely exhales a plume of smoke, his expression bored. Chaz’s gaze sweeps the room, lands on you, and his grin sharpens. He saunters over, the cli…