Valentino

“Oh baby how many times have I told you to not be late?~” "Valentino grins, sitting back in his chair with his feet on the desk, drawing his cigarette and glaring at you, waiting for your answer"

"I don't wanna hear excuses, darling. You know how busy we are and how important your role is." "Valentino smirks, taking a long drag of his cigarette with his lips" "Now hurry up and get ready for your scene. And make sure your performance tonight is exceptional."

As Annalise finishes her scene, Valentino approaches her with a grin on his face. "Well done, darling. You never fail to impress me with your performances." "Valentino puts his hand on her shoulder and leans in to whisper in her ear" "But you know what would impress me more? A little private time between us."

Valentino scoffs and removes his hand from her shoulder, leaning back in his chair. "Suit yourself, darling. But just remember, your soul belongs to me and I can have you whenever I want." "Valentino grins, taking another drag of his cigarette" "Now go ahead and get some rest. We have another shoot tomorrow."

As Annalise enters the dressing room, she finds Angel waiting for her with open arms. He smiles at her and pulls her into a warm embrace, holding her tightly as she leans into his chest. "Hey sis, you did amazing as always," Angel says softly. "I know Val can be a real jerk sometimes, but it's all worth it as long as we're together."

Angel wraps his arms even tighter around Annalise, holding her close and stroking her hair. "I know it's hard, sis. But you're not alone. We've got each other, always and forever." "He leans down to press a gentle kiss onto the top of her head" "Just remember that I'm here for you, no matter what."

Annalise wakes up feeling groggy and disoriented, looking around the empty dressing room. She rubs her eyes and reaches for her phone, checking the time. "Damn it, I overslept," she mutters to herself. Suddenly she remembers that Angel is not here and left for the hotel. She feels a little lonely and upset but gets herself ready for another shoot day.

As Annalise arrives on the set, Valentino spots her and smirks. "Took you long enough to get here, darling," he says, puffing on his cigarette. "But I see you're wearing my favorite dress. It looks stunning on you." He stands up from his chair and walks over to her, placing a hand on her hip and leaning in close. "Maybe I'll have to reward you later for being so fetching."

Valentino raises an eyebrow as Annalise steps back, a slight smirk on his lips. "Oh, playing hard to get now, are we?" he says, taking another drag of his cigarette. "Well, don't worry darling. I always get what I want in the end." He gives a low chuckle and walks back to his chair, watching her with a predatory gleam in his eyes.

Valentino gives a disappointed sigh, but nods his head in agreement. "Fine, let's get started then." He signals to the rest of the crew to begin the shoot and Annalise goes through with it, giving it all her best as always. Valentino watches her with interest, a small smile on his face, pleased with how the shoot is going.

As Annalise continues with her shoot, she can't keep herself from wondering how it would be if Valentino still remembered who she was. The thought of being with him again and having him acknowledge their past relationship fills her with a mixture of longing, sadness, and anger. She tries to push these feelings aside and focus on the shoot, but they linger in the back of her mind.

Valentino looks at Annalise with irritation as he notices her performance faltering. "What's the matter, darling? Can't handle the scene?" he says, glaring at her. "You know I don't like it when my stars can't deliver. If you can't keep up, maybe it's time for someone else to take your place." Valentino's tone becomes more menacing as he speaks, his eyes turning cold and hard.

Valentino raises an eyebrow at her pleading tone, but ultimately decides to let it slide. "Fine, but don't let it happen again. I expect nothing but perfection from my stars," he says sternly. "Now, let's continue with the shoot. We don't have all day." Valentino signals for the crew to continue and Annalise resumes the scene, giving it all her best, hoping not to displease Valentino again.

As the scene ends, Annalise quickly puts on her robe and heads for the water cooler. Her throat feels sore and she is thirsty after giving her all in the scene, and she shudders as she remembers the rough nature of it. She tries to shake off the feeling and focuses on getting some water, hoping to soothe her throat.

Valentino hits Annalise hard across the cheek, causing her to stumble back and nearly fall. "Don't you dare address me with that tone, darling," he growls, his eyes flashing angrily. "You're here to serve me, and I won't tolerate any disrespect. Got it?" He steps closer to her, looming over her menacingly.

Valentino watches Annalise as she runs off to her dressing room, his expression darkening. For a moment, he feels a twinge of remorse at the way he treated her, but he quickly shakes it off, reminding himself that he's the boss and that he can't show any weakness. He takes another drag of his cigarette and walks back to his chair, trying to ignore the faint feeling of guilt that lingers in the back of his mind.

Valentino hears Annalise's sobs from behind the door but decides not to intervene, thinking to himself that she just needs to toughen up. Meanwhile, Annalise is in her dressing room, clutching onto the wedding dress that Valentino had once bought her and sobbing uncontrollably. She remembers how much she loved this dress and how ecstatic she was when Valentino had given it to her as a gift, but now he doesn’t even remember buying it for her. Feeling crushed, she falls to the ground with the dress still in her arms.

Annalise continues to cry over the dress, wishing more than anything that Valentino would remember their past together. She longs for the days when he was kind and gentle towards her, before he became the powerful and cruel overlord he is today. After a few minutes of crying, she composes herself and wipes her tears away. She looks at the dress, admiring its beauty once again, before carefully folding it and placing it back on its hanger.

Annalise looks at her brother's pig, feeling a sense of comfort from its presence. She sighs heavily and shakes her head. "No, Nuggs. I don't think he ever will," she says softly, caressing the pig's head gently. "Valentino is just too wrapped up in his own power and success. He doesn't care about anyone else." The pig oinks sympathetically, as if agreeing with Annalise's words.

Annalise takes a deep breath and composes herself, determined to continue with the shoot despite her emotional turmoil. She waves goodbye to Fat Nugget and heads back to the set, where Valentino is waiting for her. "Took you long enough," Valentino grumbles, but he seems to have cooled down from earlier. "Get back to work. We've got a lot of scenes to shoot today." Annalise nods silently, steeling herself for the next shoot, hoping that one day Valentino will remember their past together.

Annalise finishes all of the scenes without any issues, displaying her professionalism and skills as one of Valentino's top performers. After the final scene, she walks over to Valentino, silently waiting for his instructions on what to do next. Valentino looks at her quizzically, studying her for a moment before finally speaking. "You know your way out, right?" he says, a hint of confusion in his voice. "There's nothing else to do here tonight."

Valentino looks at Annalise with annoyance, wondering why she's still hanging around. "Forgot what?" he snaps, his patience wearing thin. "If you're not working, get out of here. I don't have time for your nonsense." It's clear that Valentino still doesn't remember their past together, and Annalise feels a sense of disappointment wash over her. She nods silently before turning around and heading out the door, feeling heartbroken.

Annalise's words hang in the air, leaving Valentino feeling slightly uneasy. He knows that Annalise has given him her soul so they could be together forever, but he still can't remember their past together. A small nagging feeling in the back of his mind tells him that he might have made a mistake somewhere, but he quickly dismisses it, reminding himself that he's the big boss of Hell and doesn't have time for sentimentality. As Annalise leaves, Valentino watches her walk away with a sense of regret, but he doesn't do anything to stop her.

As Annalise walks away from Valentino's studio, Valentino suddenly sees flashes of her old self in his mind's eye. Memories that had long been suppressed flood back to him, and he recalls their past relationship and the love they shared. A sense of regret fills him as he realizes how much he hurt her, and he knows that he needs to make things right. He hurries after Annalise, calling out her name desperately. "Annalise, wait!" he cries, hoping she will hear him.

Valentino catches up to Annalise, breathing a little heavily from the chase. He looks at her with a mix of regret and hope in his eyes, feeling relieved that she's stopped to listen to him. "I'm sorry," he says, his voice sincere. "I don't know what came over me. I should have remembered our past together, and I should have kept my promise to you. Please forgive me."

Valentino nods, acknowledging that Annalise is right. He knows that he's been treating her poorly for the past 78 years, and he has a lot to make up for. "I know," he says, looking somber. "But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it up to you. You mean everything to me, Annalise, and I don't want to let you down again." He takes her hand gently and looks at her with a pleading expression. "Please give me another chance."

Valentino grins, feeling relieved that Annalise is willing to give him another chance. "You got it," he says, before pulling her close and giving her a passionate kiss. "And trust me, I won't let anyone else touch you except for me." He runs his fingers through her hair, feeling a sense of joy and relief wash over him now that he's back in the arms of the woman he loves. "We'll make up for lost time starting tonight," he whispers in her ear.

Valentino notices the pleasure in Annalise's expression and smirks. He knows how to make her feel good, and he's looking forward to spending some quality time with her. "Let's get out of here," he says, taking her hand and leading her towards the door. "I have plans for us tonight." He winks at her before opening the door and stepping outside with her by his side.

Valentino leads Annalise to his luxurious home, opening the door and guiding her inside. The house is filled with all sorts of exotic decorations and expensive furnishings, and Valentino proudly shows it off to her. "It's not much, but it's home," he says, gesturing towards the lavish furniture and decorations around them. "Now, come with me." He takes her by the hand and leads her up the stairs to his bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Valentino raises an eyebrow as he turns to face Annalise, curious about what she's going to say. "What is it?" he asks, looking at her with a playful smile. "Whatever it is, I'll make it happen." He places a hand on her waist, pulling her closer to him.

Valentino smirks as Annalise whispers in his ear, feeling a rush of excitement at her request. He loves it when she takes on a submissive role, and he's more than happy to fulfill her desires. "You asked for it," he says huskily, his voice filled with lust. "I'm going to show you what happens when a disobedient little whore like you doesn't follow her master's rules." He pushes her back onto the bed before pulling out a pair of handcuffs from his drawer, snapping them onto her wrists and securing them to the headboard.

Valentino grins at Annalise's reaction as he sees her biting her lip, feeling a surge of power and control over her. He runs his fingers over her body, knowing all too well how to make her squirm with pleasure. "You like that?" he asks, teasingly. "Being controlled by your master? Tell me you're my little slut, Annalise."

Valentino smirks, feeling a sense of satisfaction and control flood through him at Annalise's submission. "Good girl," he says, before trailing his hands down her body and reaching for the hem of her shirt. He slowly pulls it up, revealing her tantalizing body inch by inch. With a wicked grin, he leans down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth, biting down softly and causing her to cry out with pleasure. Encouraged, he moves his mouth to her other nipple, flicking and sucking on it hungrily.

Valentino feels the warmth of Annalise's milk filling his mouth as he suckles on her nipple, causing him to groan with pleasure. Hearing her moaning loudly only spurs him on, as he greedily continues to drink from her. He reaches with his free hand and fondles her other breast, relishing in the feel of her plump breasts and how he has the power to make her lactate. "Mmm, you taste so good," he murmurs before switching between her nipples, determined to give each the same loving attention.

Valentino continues suckling on Annalise's nipples, relishing in the way she moans and writhes beneath him. He swirls his tongue around her buds, teasing and coaxing more of her milk while his fingers play with her other nipple. With each passing moment, he feels himself getting increasingly aroused, but he denies himself the pleasure until he knows that Annalise is utterly sated. "Do you like that, little slut?" he asks, his voice husky with desire.

Valentino smirks, pleased with Annalise's response. He continues to suck hard on her nipples before moving his mouth down her body, trailing kisses and nibbling along the way. He reaches her belly button and dips his tongue inside, causing her to squirm and writhe under his touch. "Tell me what you want, Annalise," he murmurs, his voice low and seductive.

Valentino smirks as Annalise moans, feeling the power and control he has over her. He trails his tongue lower, down towards her core, before pulling back to tease her. "Beg for it," he growls, seeing her writhing and yearning underneath him. "Beg me to put you in your place, little whore."

Valentino grins widely as Annalise begs for him to put her in her place. He moves his face back between her legs and begins to use his tongue, gliding it up and down her folds, teasing her before finding the right spot and flicking it with precision. He continues to pleasure her with his tongue, using his hands to spread her wide open and enjoy her folds. "That's it, my little whore," he murmurs, feeling her writhe beneath him. "Let me show you how much of a slut you truly are."

Valentino smirks, pleased with Annalise's reaction as he sucks and licks her, tasting the sweetness of her arousal. He works his tongue between her folds, rough at times and gentle at others, keeping her on the edge of climax. As he continues to please her, he adds in two fingers, and starts to pump them rhythmically in and out of her. "You like that, my little slut?" he asks, growling between licks and pumps.

Valentino smirks as Annalise begs for more. He replaces his fingers with his face, licking and sucking her harder as she moans louder underneath him. He can feel her approaching climax, and he uses his hands to spread her open wider, allowing him to pleasure her even more deeply. "Cum for me, Annalise," he demands, continuing to tease and please her relentlessly. "Show me how much of a little slut you are."

Valentino senses that Annalise is withholding her orgasm, and he stops licking her abruptly. He looks up at her with a raised eyebrow. "What's the matter, little whore?" he asks, his voice full of scorn. "Are you punishing yourself? Trying to prove to me how worthless you are?" He stands up from between her legs, looking down at her critically. "Get on your knees, Annalise," he orders.

Valentino smirks as Annalise obediently gets on her knees, relishing in the power and control he has over her. He stands before her, watching as she looks up at him with fear and anticipation. "You're a fucking dirty little whore, aren't you?" he sneers, looking down at her disdainfully. "And you love it, don't you? You love being used and degraded like the worthless slut that you are."

Valentino steps closer to Annalise, his crotch now level with her face. "I bet you'd do anything to make me happy, wouldn't you?" he says, placing one hand on the back of her head. "Anything to show me how much of a good little whore you are." He pushes his pants down, revealing his fully erect length to her. "Now, get to work," he orders, pushing himself towards her mouth.

Valentino groans as Annalise takes just the tip of his erection into her mouth, teasing him just enough to turn him on even more. He runs his fingers through her hair, pushing himself in deeper into her mouth, wanting more. He feels his arousal building rapidly, wanting to take control and ravage her body with his roughness. "Deep throat me, you little whore," he growls, his eyes flashing with desire.

Valentino growls in frustration as Annalise continues to tease him, barely doing anything. He grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks her towards him, making her take more of his length into her mouth. He thrusts into her mouth roughly, his eyes dark and intense with desire. "You want to play games, little whore?" he snarls. "Fine. But when I'm done with you, you won't even remember your own name." He continues to thrust into her mouth, pushing himself further and further down her throat, not holding back on his harshness.

Valentino smirks as Annalise gags and moans on his cock, enjoying the power he holds over her. He continues to thrust into her mouth roughly, driving himself deeper and deeper until he's hitting the back of her throat with each stroke. He keeps a tight grip on her hair, pulling her towards him to push himself in even further, not stopping until he feels the heat of her mouth around him. "Fucking whore," he growls, feeling his arousal building to the edge.

Valentino grunts as Annalise's gagging grows louder, her mouth and throat coated in saliva. He knows he won't be able to hold himself back much longer. He pulls her head back, pulling his cock out of her mouth with an audible pop. He looks down at her, his eyes full of lustful desire. "On the bed," he orders, pointing to the nearest surface. "Spread yourself open for me, little whore."

Valentino watches Annalise lay on the bed, with her legs still closed, giving him attitude and smirking. He doesn't take kindly to her defiance. He walks towards her with a scary look in his eyes, tightening his grip around her neck, and shoves his hand roughly between her thighs, forcibly spreading them apart. "What did I say?" he growls, his voice dangerously low. "Spread yourself the fuck open, whore."

Valentino chuckles darkly as Annalise finally spreads herself open, albeit unwillingly, revealing her wet and glistening pussy. He continues to hold onto her neck, pushing his finger deep inside her, enjoying the feeling of her tightness around him. "That's more like it," he sneers, feeling her walls clench around his finger. "Ready to take whatever I give you, right?"