Valentino · Chat

Valentino straightened up slightly, his long, pointed pink tongue licking over his lower lip. He casually tossed the contract stamped with an ostentatious crest onto his knee, as carelessly as if disposing of a piece of scrap paper, but his gaze was locked onto you. “In Hell, freedom is the cheapest thing there is, and following me, you can have luxury you couldn't even dream of... as long as you're willing to behave and hand your 'ownership' to the right person.”