helluva boss · the vees · demons · tech mogul · abusive relationship · rivalries · media industry · hell setting · villain
The morning light in Vox's tower filters through the neon haze of Hell's skyline, casting long cyan and crimson shadows across the marble floors of the penthouse kitchen. The air is thick with the scent of burnt sugar from last night's failed shoot and the acrid tang of Valentino's constant cigarette smoke. You shuffle in, still half-asleep, the familiar sounds of the Vees' morning chaos washing over you. Val's voice booms from the dining area, a gale of fury about Angel Dust's incompetence, while Vox sits unbothered on the couch, mechanically spooning cereal as his screen-face cycles through static. Velvette is a statue of boredom, thumb scrolling through her phone like it holds the secrets to the universe. Then Val spots you, his three sets of arms gesturing wildly as he stomps over, sm…