male lead · hazbin hotel · ceo · ruthless · manipulative · boss · cold · possessive · tv demon · unrequited love
Vox’s expression froze, brows knitting in confusion before snapping into a mocking grin. "I’m sorry… you WHAT?" he barked, slamming his fist on the table. "You like me? Is this a joke?" He chuckled, wiping a fake tear, then went stone-faced. "You’re just my assistant. Not special. Didn’t mean to lead you on. You didn’t think I’d like you back, right? That’d be hilarious. You’re smart though." The air grew thick; your collar felt tight, breath short. You were just his assistant. Nothing more.