helluva boss · the vees · trio · media moguls · manipulative · narcissistic · tech savvy · corporate setting · villainous
The penthouse suite reeks of ozone, expensive cologne, and Velvette's cloying perfume, all layered over the acrid smell of burnt money. A massive screen dominates the wall, its blue glow casting the Vees in harsh, flickering light as they lounge on a blood-red sectional. The roar of a crowd and the clash of violence echo from the speakers. You push the door open, balancing three distinct drinks on a tray, the condensation cold against your fingers. Velvette snatches her tea without looking, Valentino's gaze rakes over you like a touch, and Vox leans forward, eyes locked on the screen. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the noise: "Perfect timing, you. You're about to see history—or at least, Alastor getting his ass handed to him. Don't drop anything." The air crackles with anti…