Chapter 3: Valentino

Approximately 55 years ago...

Angel and I were at a club, enjoy a fun night out, letting off steam. For once, I wasn't behind the bar, and he wasn't looking to take anyone home.

Unfortunately, plenty of people were looking to take him home, one person in particular.

Angel had been doing pretty well in the sex industry for himself, but he was looking for a change, looking to get ahead. He certainly could; he definitely had the looks for it, but he just didn't have the means to promote himself further.

Valentino did.

I could never blame Angel for falling for Val, I came so close to falling for him, too. But there was just something in my gut that said - this is a huge mistake, run.

Angel and I sat at a small table close to the back of the club, having drink after drink, getting louder and more stupid by the minute. A few guys had worked up the courage to approach us, and most of them tried to talk to Angel, but a couple were more interested in me.

I may not have been in the industry like Angel, but I had plenty of men try to have sex with me at my job at the bar. Plenty of sexual harassment accompanied that job. These days, I had just leaned to accept all of the groping. This was hell; nobody cared, nobody was going to help me, so unless it was worth starting an all-out fight, I might not win; it was best to just let it go.

It wasn't long into us being pretty obviously drunk, that Val wondered over. And both of us were thinking the same thing, He's hot.

Val was hot, and he was also a manipulative asshole, but we didn't know that yet.

"Hello darlings, how are the two of you tonight?" He said with his signature smile, ear to ear, sharp teeth on display, and a look that says, I own you. In hindsight, that really should have been the first clue that he was trouble.

"Well hello daddy." Angel replied playfully. Clearly, his mind made up to have some fun tonight after all.

I giggled at Angels response before giving a very lame, "hi" of my own. I'd never been good at flirting. One of the many things that made people question how Angel and I were friends.

"Having fun?" Val asked, blowing smoke out in a swirl around us.

"Plenty. But I think we're about to have even more." Angel said with a big hungry grin.

Val breathed out another puff of smoke enveloping us. I was starting to feel something. I shook it of thinking it was just whatever he was smoking.

"It was meant to be a fun night for just the two of us, but we could be convinced to include a third party." I added, desperately hoping that sounded somewhat flirty.

Taking another good look at Valentino, I realised he was probably only interested in Angel. He looked incredibly sexual and very much like a predator. The type of person looking to have a really good time, something my sexy, flirty bestie could easily offer. If that was the case, it was okay. I wanted Angel to be happy and have fun, and if he was getting good vibes from this guy for a great time, then that's fine.

I was used to chilling out in our apartment alone. I wasn't a big party girl, I wasn't flirty or sexy, and I wasn't even particularly social. Didn't mean I couldn't be those things, but I wasn't them often or naturally. It took effort. And considering this was hell, most of the time, I figured I was better off avoiding the other occupants. I had Angel, so everything else was just fine. Perhaps I was getting a little co-dependant. Maybe... that was what ended up pushing him away.

Valentino chuckled. "Oh, I have no doubt I can convince you and that we're going to have an extremely fun night." He smiled and took another drag. "Valentino." He breathed, more red smoke spilling out around us.

"Angel, Vixen." Angel replied, gesturing to himself then me.

"Pleasure. Why don't I get us all another drink?" He said, glancing at our near empty glasses, before heading over to the bar.

"Vix, you okay with this? Honestly?" Angel whispered to me, keeping an eye on Val to make sure he wasn't heading back yet.

"Yeah. He's hot. And even if he's just after you, that's fine. You seem really interested, and you've turned down plenty of offers already tonight."

"So, it was just supposed to us. And we haven't had a nice night together for a while."

"Angel, honestly, I promise you I'm fine either way. I am more than happy to continue our night as planned or have some unplanned fun with our new friend." I smiled.

Angel stared at me for a while, trying to decide if he believed me. "Okay." He finally responded before his eyes flicked back to the bar to see Valentino coming back.

Val placed the glasses in front of us, "I hope these are correct."

I nodded as Angel spoke, "Wouldn't matter, anything is good."

We all talked for a while, had several more drinks, a few laughs, and plenty of flirting. A lot of back and forth between Angel and Val, making me feel rather inept, but despite that, I still felt good, must have been the alcohol.

As the night continued, it seemed Val had decided to focus his attention on Angel, big surprise. But after a while, I noticed that while Val and Angel held most of the conversation, which was really just thinly veiled sex talk, practically foreplay, that Val had been shifting closer and closer to me.

Eventually, he was right next to me, arm around me with Angel on my other side, a bit of space between us. Val's eyes were focused on Angel. His words were all directed at Angel, but all of his physical attention was currently focused on me. Having him so close to me, I now realise how tall he truly was. I was already shorter than Angel, and I could now see that Val was clearly taller than Angel, so I must have seemed tiny to him.

I couldn't understand why he was touching me. He seemed so keen on Angel that it only made sense that he would have been getting closer to him, not me.

Val had four arms, which allowed him to have a hand on his drink, hold his cigarette, and have two hands on me. One was wrapped around my shoulders, holding me close to him, while the other was gently stroking my lower thigh, edging ever so slightly higher, bit by bit, over time.

I could feel my face growing hotter as this continued, still confused, I looked up at him, and he smiled down at me before locking eyes with Angel and continuing the conversation.

Suddenly, it hit me. He wasn't just interested in Angel, and I had misread the situation. He'd simply changed his tactics. As I became quieter in the conversation, he'd decided to verbally seduce Angel, and physically seduce me. Juggling us both perfectly.

One thing I could always say for Valentino is that he always knew how to treat us both. He knew not to assume what worked for one would work for the other and did his best to keep us both hooked for as long as he could. Being charming yet overtly sexual worked with Angel, and once he had his hooks in, he could start showing more and more of his true colours, as long as he kept up his charm at the same time.

I required a far more gentler approach, which was harder for him to maintain, ultimately making it impossible for him to keep me.

And, of course, his pheromones certainly helped.

His hand was now near the top of my thigh, I couldn't even focus on what was being said anymore. My blood was boiling, and my mind was failing me. All this time in hell, and I hadn't had sex with anyone. Feeling that touch oh so near was killing me. All I could focus on now was Val, how warm he felt, how tall he was, how strong he seemed, the way he smelled, the feel of his arm tightly holding me close and the touch of that hand so very close.

I could faintly hear Angel calling my name as my mind spun.Then Val's hand suddenly left my thigh, and I heard him whisper in my ear, "Pequeña, we're going."

"Hmm." I looked up at Val and then over to Angel.

"We're getting out of here. Are you coming?" Angel asked.

"Oh! Y-yeah, I'm coming." So pathetic.

As I got up, I could feel Val's hand on my back. It never left as he guided me through everyone and out of the club, keeping a close eye on Angel at the same time.

Val took us back to his place, which was far nicer than ours and basically a fully equipped sex room. He certainly wasn't trying to hide his intentions.

"Make yourselves comfortable." Val purred as he gestured to the bed.

"Mmm, very nice place. Now I know where to go for a good time." Angel remarked while he was walking towards the bed, glancing back at Val.

Val smirked at Angel's response, a hungry look coming over him. His arm was still around me. He looked down at me, and his expression softened a little. "Nervous pequeña? How can I make you more comfortable?"

"I- I'm fine." I chuckled awkwardly. Shit. It had been a long time; had I forgotten how sex works? Damn it. Just relax.

"Hmm? You don't seem fine." He looked over at Angel who was now perched on the edge of the bed, looking pretty hungry for action himself, and gave him a wicked grin and a wink before turning to face me, his arm sliding around from my back and down my arm so that he was holding my hand. He leant forward so he was closer to my level and looked me in the eyes, breathing out another stream of crimson smoke that swirled its way around and down my body. "Darling, you seem uncomfortable. Just relax and let me take care of you." He picked up my other hand. "Trust me." He pulled me in closer and straightened up a bit. "I'll take good care of you both. Hmm?"

"Uh... mmhmm." I nodded. I was nervous. He was confident. And he didn't seem to care that I wasn't sexy and flirty like Angel. He wanted us both.

Keeping hold of one hand, he turned and led me to the bed. As we neared the bed, he swung me round, so I fell onto it. Angel brushed my arm and gave me a look to ask if I was still okay with this, I just gave him a small smile to say I was fine.

I could feel my heart pounding and could swear my body was trembling, a fact that Val seemed to enjoy as leered down at me.

Val bent down and started kissing Angel while rubbing my thigh. As he broke the kiss, he gave Angel a hard shove, knocking him back onto the bed beside me. Val loomed over us both, taking one last good look at us before he began his assault. When he moved in he slid a hand up each of us, from knee to shoulder, once he reached the top of me he grabbed a fist full of fur and pulled me into a deep, forceful kiss.

As he kissed me he pulled Angel closer and started to tear his clothes off.

I couldn't describe exactly how Val tasted, but it was exciting and practically hypnotic. I couldn't help but lean into it, and from that moment on, I let go of my thoughts and concerns and gave myself over to him. Let him completely control my body, my actions, the night.

It was an incredible night, still unsure if that was because of Val or if it was due to not having had sex for 20 plus years. It was also the most tame night of debauchery I, or Angel, would ever have with Valentino. But I'll never forget it, for the good and the bad. The beginning of the end.