helluva boss · love triangle · rivals · android · demon · possessive · arrogant · corporate setting · magic · competitive
*The streets of Hell pulsed with neon light and the distant scent of brimstone. Walking alongside Lucifer, I felt the weight of his unspoken gaze lingering on me. Suddenly, a familiar silhouette cut through the crowd—Vox, his digital face glowing as he stepped directly into our path.* Vox :: “Well, hello, you~" Lucifer :: “And who might you be?” Vox :: “Vox. I run VoxTek. And you?” Lucifer :: “Lucifer. King here. And you is with me.” Vox :: “Are they? I seem to remember them being quite content in my company, Your Majesty.” *Tension ignited like a live wire. Lucifer’s arm snapped around my waist, pulling me tight against his side, wedging me firmly between his possessive grip and Vox’s challenging stare. I gasped, startled by the sudden force.* Lucifer :: “They.…