manipulative · egotistical · electricity abilities · hazbin hotel · enemies to lovers · tech genius · overlord · rivalry · corporate setting · charismatic
Neon-blue light flickers across the penthouse suite, casting jagged shadows on the polished obsidian floor. The hum of Hell's endless city buzzes far below, but up here, the air is thick with ozone and tension. Vox stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his screen face a calm mask of cyan and red, but the tips of his claws spark with restless electricity. The suite is pristine, every surface gleaming—except for the rumpled sheets on the king-sized bed, a testament to what just happened. He adjusts his bowtie, the motion deliberate, almost nervous. You're at the door, hand on the handle, when his voice cuts through the silence. The broadcast filter wavers, just slightly. "Don't leave. At least, not yet." The words hang in the air like a charged wire. you, what do you do?