"Fuck this shit, I better get a fortune," Mason shouts to himself after he had been through a seduction training course. His manhood, his pride, and dignity are the lowest they ever could be. He only calms when he thinks of going to heaven so he can be reunited with his family.

There is an hour till the VIP lounge opens, he was ordered to take a bath which he is more than happy to comply with. His first bath in the underworld was refreshing, he got the smell of sex off and his skin is almost shining, so much so he thought he had used polish instead of shampoo.

He got in the uniform and was to meet Sebastian and the other servants in the lounge. Mason walked out and all eyes were on him. He would lie if he said it didn't intimidate him a little bit, but he wasn't going to let that show.

Just as he had learned, he kept his chest out, posture high, head a bit down and his gaze sharp. Apparently, his appeal is his already natural intimidating aura and looks. He walked long and determined steps furthering making him look like a vicious predator in Sebastian's own words. Sebastian was into his cold gaze and when he actually glared would his knees shake a bit. Mason learned that Sebastian was not only sadistic but also a masochist. Again no problem if he doesn't try his luck with Mason.

Every time Mason locked eyes with anyone, they would attract their eyes elsewhere. The only demon that didn't cower was Sebastian, his shoulder would shake a bit and he would get this weird smirk, all in all, he was just turned on.

There was a line on each side of the elevator and at the end and middle of the lines was Sebastian. He gestured for Mason to come by his sides. Mason swiftly join his side and looked to the elevator. The line to his right was made of female demons and to his left was the male demons. He could hear the displeasure grunts of the other servants, but they were immediately shut down when he looks at the directions of the sounds.

He wouldn't have minded the fear they had for him if it wasn't for the fact that they didn't fear him. He has heard the conversations of two of the other servants that he was Frances's new pet. He didn't like the title one bit and if his pride wasn't already down from seduction training he would have flared up and had a nice, intimate talk with them.

The elevator opened and took Mason out of his thought. Frances in front of a lot of other demons. They all gave off the air of being nobles, of course, it was mostly thanks to their unnecessary flashy clothes and accessories. They poured out of the elevator lead by Frances when she walked the male servants would bow deeply and the female servants would curtsy.

"Just follow my lead," Sebastian whispered to Mason.

Sebastian bowed and Mason followed, he then began leading Frances and the other high-class demons. Mason focused on listening to the VIPs small talk as they walked to space where there are comfy couches, circular tables, and matching chairs. Mason was a bit on edge, he dared not to make eye-contact with the high-class demons and catch their attention. He would like to have a none sexual afternoon.

Frances turned around and faced the group with Sebastian when they reached the special set of couches with a table between. "My honored guests, please relish yourself in all the luxuries we can offer." As on cue, the servants came with trays of colorful beverages and foods.

The demons began to scatter into smaller groups, some went to play poker, blackjack or baccarat, even just chilling, but they all had one thing in common. They were all accompanied by a servant or servants and they were all very intimate. It surprised Mason that a lot of the high-class demons were not straight. There were a few gays, but most of them were bisexual, or is it pansexual? Mason didn't know or really care, they were cuddling with both male and female alike.

There were only two demons left, a male and a female. The male demon has muted blue skin, red eyes covered by pink and gold heart glasses. He wears a tophat, with two antennae, one having a feather-like appearance and has a matching fur-lined coat with hearts implanted in it.

The female demon has slightly grey-brown skin. She has velvet, burgundy, and white hair tied into pigtails. She seems to be wearing white eyeliner with crimson eyeshadow complementing her white irises and red sclera. She wears a black, velvet, and white tea-length dress with short puffed sleeves and velvet lace at the bottom. She wears white and velvet striped evening gloves and black tights or stockings. Her shoes are velvet flats with white puffballs on the top.

It was clear who was in power, Frances was a bit tense and her hands shook a bit behind her, but only Sebastian and Mason could see it since they were beside her. "Good afternoon, Mr. Valentino and miss Velvet," Frances said as she curtsy.

It was pretty obvious who Velvet was, but who was she to the male demon, a lover perhaps something more. Either way, they had the advantage in whatever game they are playing.

"Yeah yeah, nice to see ya too," The female demon said dismissing formalities. Before anything could be done, she turned the male demon around and shouted "Selfie," as she took a selfie with a phone that suddenly was in her hand. The male demon only sighed like that has happened a thousand times before. Frances stood still unsure what to do or say, Mason had a bit of sympathy with her.

They both turned to face the brothel owner and her two employees. The male had a nasty smile with a golden tooth and the female busy with her phone. "Shall we?" Valentino asked after a few seconds of silence.

Frances jolted like she got shocked "Ah. Yes, of course."

Frances went to sit on the couch that faced away from the windows, Sebastian went behind flanking her right side and it wasn't hard to understand where he should be. Now opposite to the comfortable sitting Valentino and the phone consumed Velvet sat Frances with Sebastian behind her on her right, with his hand behind him with his perfect posture and Mason to her left behind, in a cruder posture of Sebastians.

Mason eyed the two demons when their eyes meet they would simply smile a nasty smile back. "So who is this?" Valentino started.

"He's Mason, we hired him some time ago," Frances answered.

Mason resisted the urge to give Frances a quick glance, not wanting to give anything away even if that thing is his time under Frances.

Velvet perked up at the name, "Oh can I get a better look at him?"

Mason looked at Frances, wordlessly saying "Deny her"

"You can," Mason inwardly cursed at Frances betrayal.

Mason jumped on the couch instead of going around, causing Frances to lose her balance and shake her hair into a bit of a mess. It was petty, but he was satisfied with his silly retaliation, much to the dismay of Sebastian and Frances, however, Valentino and Velvet found it enjoyable.

Mason ignoring Frances now stood in front of Velvet after jumping down to the floor. He knelt down one knee and rested his upper body on his knee that wasn't touching the ground. He was now down to her height and locked eyes with her. Until suddenly she took a picture with flash off him.

He blinked the black spots away and now got a good look at her face. She looked like a doll and not the pretty emotionless type, but more like a voodoo doll. His mind screamed that she is creepy and looked disgusting, but he could feel how his body reacted and his body said he was in front of an attractive woman, not that he would ever show it.

His facial expression never changed from his neutral angry demeanor. "Have you seen enough?" Mason asked.

"Yeah, but I'm not done with you yet," Velvet looked at Valentino, "and I know Val isn't." Velvet chuckled.

Mason failed to see what was funny and inwardly cursed, of course, a demon who Frances is scared off has some business with him. And he doesn't think it will only be another picture. The way Valentino looks at him puts him on edge and he returns the gesture with a glare.

"That's a nice expression you got there, almost as nice as your performance yesterday," Valentino said.

Mason was wide-eyed until he resumed his glare, "What transpired yesterday?" Frances asked curiously.

"Just the best amateur porn video ever made." Velvet chimed in.

Completely silence from Frances, he could feel her gaze on him, but he kept his attention on Valentino.

"Anyway, you want something from me and now you have something I want," Valentino said looking Frances dead in the eye.

" Ah... I'm sure we-" Frances said until she was interrupted.

"We, my ass. I'm not some fucking object and you-" Mason enraged turned to Frances and immediately dodged a kick from Sebastian as he vaulted the couch Frances sat on.

"Know your place, vagrant," Sebastian showing emotion for the first time. Any good opinion of Sebastian that Mason had was now suppressed, he is now an enemy and what he needs to do is to die. Exactly like Mason was taught in the military. Of course, he wouldn't want to kill him, he just needs to keep the thought in his mind so he doesn't hesitate if it escalates to that.

Mason dodged a few punches and jumped back when a roundhouse kick came flying, when Mason landed he instantly sent a wave of ice along the floor in Sebastian's direction.

He jumped to dodge the ice and at that moment Mason charged ready to throw a punch. Sebastian was caught a bit off guard but immediately retaliated. He became truly demonic, his teeth grew sharper, his face contorted in an everlasting frown with his facial features, his hands and tail got bigger while his claws grew long and with his transformed hand he slashed at Mason.

Mason switched his priorities and parried his incoming arm by punching his forearm instead of his face. Not wasting the momentum he spins with the punch and delivers a kick to his exposed stomach.

Sebastian put a bit of pressure on the attacked area to feel the inflicted damage and was ready to slash again with the parried arm. After a pressured touch he simply brushed it off and charged-

"Sebastian! Cease your assault." Frances commanded Sebastian she then took a moment to think. Sebastian apologized to Valentino, Velvet, and Frances and went back to his place and stod like nothing had happened, he also returned to his normal demon smooth look.

"I apologize on behave of Sebastian." The butler tensed and for the second time showed emotion since Mason had known him. "But you know why he won't apologize and did what he did, don't you?"

She was right, Mason was ready to kill him because he knows how far people like him would go, if Frances didn't intervene then it would have been a fight to the death. Perhaps that's why he is in hell in the first place.

Mason nodded as her confirmation. "Good..." Frances looked at Valentino for a moment like she was contemplating if something would be worth it or not. "I will continue, without interruption" the last part directed at Mason. "I'm sure we can find something out, which all three parties could agree on."

"Wait you're telling me that, you don't threaten, blackmail or contract the guy," Valentino asked.

"Is that normal?" Mason asks with no regard to formalities since Valentino and Velvet don't seem too strict or care.

"Not to standard jobs, but too important ones, we need to make sure that one cannot be bought off. Normally we use contract or deals, but in your case, I wouldn't mind going to blackmail or threats" Valentino said with an even nastier smile. "But I can settle with the fact that you owe me."

"The fuck you mean" Valentino frowned. Mason made a mental note not to curse the demon, even if he is a dick he is an overlord.

"That girl in the video is one of my gals that Jayson borrowed and because of that she can't work for the next three days and-."

"She's dead." Mason interrupted not caring if he displeased Valentino even more. He had to know she kicked the bucket, but why can he say she will be back in three days.

"and?" Valentino said after a few seconds, Mason had the attention of all three, even Velvet looked up from her phone.

"And how the hell can she work again if she's dead."

Velvet began laughing, "You don't know?" The others looked at him to ask if he was retarded.

"Excuse me that I just arrived yesterday."

"Oh my Satan!" Velvet shouted. Frances and Sebastian looked shocked while Valentino found his nasty smile again.

"Hey, Val, you said what you wanted to say and now you have to deal with "miss stuck in the renaissance era" and I'll have me some fun with this one." Velvet said. She stood up as she pulled Mason up by the wrist, her nails digging into my skin drawing blood.

She let go turned around, caught Valentino's eyes, and licked the blood on her fingers like an aroused serial killer would a blade, "That good with you Val?"

Valentino didn't really react, he just sat there with his smile, "I don't mind, babydoll."

As gross as that exchange and action were, it was clear that she was equal to that of Valentino. All tho as far as Mason has seen, she was definitely crazy possible even by demon standard.

"That's great and all, but if I am gonna let you torture me, I need info of this world. Deal?"

"Deal. Now let's go!"


So this chapter was done some time ago, but I just forgot to publish it (ops) Anyway it just means I got to read it over and change it for the better.