ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴅᴜꜱᴛ

"𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁?"

| × worthless whore.... and were even less than that before 𝑰 fucking found you and gave you a purpose. You exist solely to serve me, or have you so easily forgotten just who you belong to?"

"Well now.... someone's got their big boy pants on." The moth sneers as his hold upon the arachnid's throat is reinforced, tightening to the point that claws now cruelly sink into the sensitive flesh trapped beneath his powerful grip. "I'm gonna have so much fun breaking you."

|| Give the boy credit. He's got some balls going up against Val. 🤯

"Oh, so 𝒏𝒐𝒘 it's 'please', is it?" A low growl seeps up from the back of his throat as crimson painted claws begin to sink into the soft, delicate flesh trapped beneath the moth's brutish clutches. "It's 'bout time this whore mouth of yours be put to good use, don't ×

| × control here?" The moth sneers through clenched teeth. "I think it's time Daddy reminds you of your rightful place.... knelt before him."

| × between the pair. "Go on now, I fucking dare you to.... say it 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏."

"Your phone, eh? You've 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 come back for your 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆," a venomous hiss spills from pursed lips. "And what of me, then, hm? Do I no longer matter to you?"

"There's my pretty boy," the moth hums as the door to Angel's dressing room is closed and locked behind him, "and just 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 have you been, hm?"