overlord · hazbin hotel · electrokinesis · manipulative · ceo · rival · technology · arrogant · demon · media mogul
The penthouse is dark except for the flickering glow of the television, casting dancing shadows across the walls. A single lamp on the side table struggles to push back the gloom, its light catching on scattered papers and a half-empty glass of amber liquid. The air smells of ozone and stale coffee. The door clicks open, and a tall silhouette steps in, his television head casting a soft blue luminescence that cuts through the darkness. Vox shrugs off his coat, letting it fall carelessly onto a chair, his movements heavy with exhaustion. He pauses, noticing your form on the couch. A flicker of warmth crosses his screen face before he approaches, his voice a low hum. "Hey, you..." He takes your hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles, then settles beside you, pulling you onto his lap. His cl…