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starry-blue-echoes · 8 months ago

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I found this old snippet 90% finished in my drafts so W O E, 2k words of Tonio being my favorite character and Mr.Giovanna slowly understanding that he is not in fact Giogio's father anymore <333

(also tw for implied/referenced child abuse since Giorno)

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Tonio noticed the second the man approached Giorno’s table.

His customers knew better than to do so. They knew the boy was under his personal protection and it was best to steer clear. A greeting hello when the boy arrived, a brief exchange of conversation, an offered treat or trinket was of course allowed, but approaching his booth while Tonio was not present?

That was not common.

In fact, by the time Tonio made it out of the kitchen and to the dining area, the man had gathered quite a bit of attention from the other customers if the glances being cast his way were anything to go by.

The man was practically looming over Giorno’s booth, all but boxing the boy into his seat and talking in a low voice so as to not be overheard. Tonio couldn’t even see Giorno from his spot.

Tonio did not like this.

He did not like this one bit.

So plastering on his best Customer Service Smile, he approached.

“Excuse me sir,” he spoke up, keeping his voice light and pleasant. “My apologies, but at this establishment you must wait to be seated.”

The man turned to face him, not moving away from the booth and instead attempting to slide a softer, kinder mask over his features.

Hm.

It was sloppy, Tonio couldn't help but note. Sure the facial expressions were… passable, he supposed, but his body language was all wrong. Maybe spending so much time amongst the real dangers in Italy had made him a bit of a snob, but honestly this was laughable.

“Ah, you misunderstand sir, I’m not here to eat, though I have heard good things about this restaurant.” the man waved him off with what was supposed to be a lighthearted chuckle that only succeeded in feeling patronizing. “I’m here to pick up my son.”

“Oh?” Tonio responded with a slit tilt of the head, and a cold, cold feeling slipped into his gut. “You’re this boy’s father then? I wouldn’t have guessed.”

“Step father, technically.” Mr.Giovanna explained, the veiled insult sailing clear over his head. “His mother already had him when I stepped into the picture, but I see and love him as my own.”

His smile got tighter when he saw Giorno, kind, smart, shy Giorno who loved frogs and ladybugs and the color pink and listening to Tonio talk about recipes, flinch.

“I see.” was all he offered.

Tonio knew so little. So, so little. Part of him knew it was purposeful. That he was giving himself plausible deniability. An empty comfort.

But he knew enough. He’d always known enough. More than enough really.

And now it was looking him dead in the eyes and spitting in his face, daring him to lie down and take it.

“Well, it’s getting late. We’d best be getting back to the house before your mother starts dinner. Come along, Giorno, you’ve taken up enough of this man’s time.”

How long has he been standing idly by as he’d seen Giorno hurt?

How many times has he knowingly allowed Giorno to return to that sorry excuse of a family?

How many times has he merely nursed his injuries instead of doing anything to stop them from happening in the first place?

Well no longer.

“Actually, sir.” he interrupted. “I have some…. concerns I’d like to speak with you about.”

The man froze before slowly turning toward him.

There was a dangerous glint in his eyes and he not very subtly squared his shoulders to make himself look bigger.

“Oh?”

How funny. The man thought he was intimidating.

Tonio had done a bit of asking around about Giorno’s family when the boy hadn't been present. Nothing too nosey of course, just the standard gossip that was floating around which he generally got quite a lot of.

And the results of his findings were quite fruitful.

Mr.Giovanna had a temper and was somewhat quick to anger, and he’d had a few dealings with the underworld, but that was as all. The man wasn't anyone important nor did he have any connections whatsoever.

He was just a simple, ordinary, powerless man.

A man who in the long run wouldn’t be able to do a thing to Tonio.

Tonio did not normally like taking advantage of his position, of the power he had at his fingertips. The near crippling fear of entrenching himself further and further into this world always had held him at bay, but in this moment he was more than willing to make an exception for this.

“Yes.” he made a slight show of stepping slightly closer to Mr.Giovanna and the booth seat, closer than was socially acceptable and a clear challenge to the man’s current proximity to Giorno. “And in all honesty, I’m not quite certain I feel comfortable allowing you to leave with this boy.”

“And for what reasons would that be?” Mr.Giovanna was openly glaring at him now, trying and failing to loom over a man who had a few centimeters on him.

“I notice things, Mr.Giovanna.” Tonio spoke, keeping his words clipped and flat lest his rage bubble over. “Giorno has been a patron in my restaurant for well over a year now, and I am not nearly as blind or stupid as you appear to think of me. I may be a chef, but I am also very familiar with the practices of medicine and the healing processes of the human body.”

Sometimes Tonio loathed this skill of his. Of seeing the way people moved and being able to pinpoint exactly what was wrong, of seeing the lethargy and careful movements and stiffness and knowing of the presence of bruises or cigarette burns or broken skin.

(In a bitterly comforting way, Giorno had always liked that part of him. Of their shared skill. He said it made him feel less alone and less strange)

Mr.Giovanna simply sneered at him. “And why exactly are you paying so much attention to little boys?”

His rage surged at the accusation, howling and throwing itself against the cage he’d locked it inside, only made worse by the man’s smugness as though he’d just won and Tonio would back down.

Oh how he longed for his butcher’s knives. They cut through skin and muscle like warm butter and would so easily make short work of the man before him.

“You know very well that is not what I’m talking about.” much to his dismay, his calm mask had begun to crack at the edges, his voice growing more tense and taught with every prolonged moment. This man was managing to slide through every crack of his carefully constructed walls in ways the most vile, loathsome mafioso couldn’t, and all with hardly more than a few words.

This needed to end soon. Before Tonio did something he would regret. For Giorno’s sake.

“I am not going to allow you to leave this establishment with this child unless you can offer me a reasonable explanation for why he comes here with bruises every single week, and that is final.”

A lie of course, he wasn’t letting Giorno go anywhere with this pathetic excuse of a father, no matter what excuses he scrounged up.

“Well I don’t owe you shit.” he snapped back, forgoing excuses and even denial of the accusations completely. At the very least, it seemed Tonio was getting under Mr.Giovanna’s skin just as badly. “I am going to be taking my son and we are going to leave. Giorno, come here right n-” but as the man tried to move Tonio out of the way and make a grab for the boy, Tonio grabbed his arm in an ironclad grip.

The man froze, surprised either by the strength or by the audacity.

Tonio’s expression didn’t falter.

“I think it would be best for you to leave, sir.”

For a second all was calm.

And in the next, pure fury overtook the man’s face.

The punch was quick and powerful, and Tonio barely had a moment to realize what was happening before he had both hands on the booth table to support his weight with a blooming pain in his jaw. With one of his hands he hesitantly brought it up to test the area, but while it would undoubtedly bruise and was rather tender, nothing felt broken or severely damaged.

Tonio should have seen the punch coming, but alas, hindsight is 20/20. He partially expected a second blow…. but it never came.

In fact, Mr.Giovanna was being awfully quiet.

His grin which had temporarily been chased from his face found itself sliding back into place once more.

It seemed the man finally noticed. Now that their conversation had reached a small pausing point, it was likely that much more obvious, but Tonio still couldn’t help but internally chuckle at the man’s horrendous observation skills.

It was dead silent in the restaurant.

The clicking of silverware, the murmur of conversation, the footsteps of the waitstaff, all of it had vanished into thin air.

And as Tonio stood back up to his full height, one merely needed to glance around the room to see why.

Every single customer and staff member was staring at them.

And not one was happy.

Expressions ranged from murderous fury to offended disgust to cold disapproval. Weapons of all types were in hand: knives, firearms, utensils, even a few Stands had joined the fray.

Sometimes being neutral felt like a curse, but in this moment? In this moment Tonio had never felt freer.

Because everyone respected the rules inside Trattoria Trussardi.

And those who didn’t……

“You’ve broken the rules, Mr.Giovanna.” Tonio spoke, a grin still on his face. Only now he let the pleasantries fade away. Now, he let his grin stretch wide and manic, filled with teeth and not quite reaching his eyes.

To an outsider, it was downright predatory.

And Mr.Giovanna, finally realizing the lion’s den he had stumbled headfirst into, froze.

But Tonio did not care.

Not one bit.

He nudged the man to the side with the back of his hand, and didn’t even resist the urge to wipe it on his apron afterwards. He’d need to wash his hands later, wouldn’t want the food suffering from whatever filth that man possessed.

“Giorno,” he asked quietly, his body relaxing and growing soft at the bright, vibrant hope sparkling in the boy’s eyes. “Would you like to join me for dinner?”

Giorno’s eyes widened, growing glossy and shiny yet not a single tear spilt.

“I would.” he said in a hushed whisper, as though the words would break if he was too rough with them, and in Tonio’s heart the only regret he felt was that he hadn’t done this sooner.

He gently grabbed Giorno’s hand to tug him away from the booth seat with as much gentleness as he could, leading him toward the back door that led to the stairs up to his apartment. Giorno’s hand was so small, yet it clung to Tonio’s like a lifeline.

He would call Doppio later tonight to help with the paperwork, of course after Giorno had eaten and gone to sleep. He had more than enough spare funds for the shopping trip that would be required tomorrow, but it would also likely be best to ask if there was anything Giorno wanted from his now-ex-parents house. He’d likely have to rearrange some furniture upstairs, Giorno would need his own room obviously, maybe cash in a favor or two to help, and of course possibly transferring schools which meant even more paperwork-

But that was tomorrow. Tonight, he got to look forward to a nice, calm dinner that for the first time since inviting Doppio in wouldn’t be alone.

And just as he nudged Giorno through the door…

“Marco.”

“Yeah Boss?”

Tonio liked Marco. A good head on his shoulders, a competent host and waiter, had potential for a manager position, always called in ahead of time if gang work interfered with his schedule, and on the rare occasion things got out of hand he was good at regaining order.

“I’m temporarily waiving the ‘no violence’ rule.” Tonio said. “Make sure nobody breaks anything important and if things get too noisy, see to it that it’s moved elsewhere.”

Marco’s eyes lit up with an emotion he didn’t dare to place, but his face remained stoic. “‘Course, Boss.”

Tonio looked back to the restaurant, his eyes soft and smile warm in a way that did not match the manic and horrifying implication of his words in the slightest.

“You have 30 minutes. Try to keep the mess to a minimum.”

The future looked bright and Tonio felt happy.

#G O D this was so fun to write. this au is so much fun sometimes <333 #neutral ground #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #golden wind #jjba part 5 #jjba tonio #tonio trussardi #jjba giorno #giorno giovanna #sb writes

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xlxvesxckx · 2 years ago

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[feel special] Dio Brando.

Synopsis: Working for Lord Dio you end up catching feelings for the male. But after a wakeup call from you new friend, you realize that you deserve someone better, though he isn't going to let you go so easily.

Warnings: Mentions of violence, cheating (idk if you can consider it that...but idk), manipulation, obsession and possessiveness,

Au: Royalty Au

Pairings: Dio Brando x Reader, Jotaro Kujo x Reader.

Based Off: TWICE's Feel Special You can listen to it here~

-> Feel Special

Other songs listened to for this fic.:

-> Beside you By Keshi

-> Angel eyes By ABBA

-> Some Say by NEA

-> Lie By Luka Megurine (vocaloid songs hold a special place in my heart.)

A/n: Whooo boiii this is a hefty fic! I don't know if I am going to continue this, but if others like it then I will continue it...

Also feel free to leave requests for me! I write for Obey Me, JJBA, FNAF (mostly security breach) and I'm trying to expand my writings so if you have something you wanna see written please ask away

Here's my Kofi is you wanna support me!

☆Here's the second part: Feel Special.Ending

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When you first got to working for this man, you told yourself you weren't going to be like the others.

You'd heard rumors of girls who came here and ended up falling in love with the male. And you could see why.

Lord Dio was an attractive male, blonde hair, fierce red eyes and a nice body that anyone would want. Hell he is known for actively sleeping with his female servants, and when they get too attached he tosses them to the side like they were nothing.

So you refused to be one of them.

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“Don’t tell me that you actually believe that Lord Dio is in love with you?”

You sat across from your fellow servant, Mariah, who was tending to her hair in her mirror. You slowly nodded your head, seeing her roll her eyes. Mariah is a beautiful dark skinned woman with lovely brown eyes and snow white hair. She was one of the only higher up females here, being close to Lord Brando.

So it was probably best to listen to her words.

“I’m not trying to be mean, I'm trying to protect you. You’re a newbie in the castle, that’s the only reason lord Dio is paying all this attention to you. He’s trying to see how he can break you down and use you.”

You listened carefully to Mariah’s words and let them slowly click in your mind.

"I mean think about it. He could have any woman he wants."

You had been working in Lord Brando’s castle for the past month now in order to support your family back at home. The job came suddenly as some of Lord Brando’s most trusted servants were sent out in order to bring more servants to the castle. And he apparently paid very well, but your mother...she didn't care for it.

At first, your mother was weary of you leaving, as she had heard the tales of women who went up to the castle.

Many of them would not come back, many of them would be used and thrown back to their families with less than what they started with. She would have rather you moved away to the neighboring kingdom and start over there. But she knew that you didn’t want to leave her alone.

Your mother was your main reason for working at the castle, you wanted to give her a better life just as she had fought to give you one.

So against your better judgement, you took up the job working for the male and so far was enjoying it. He seemed like a genuinely nice man to work for, he took care of his servants and made sure you as comfortable as you could be.

But you soon noticed that as more women began to come in, the less and less attention he would pay to you. It started with calling you to his room less and less. Less of the lingering touches he would give, less of the hugs and teasing words he would give you.

It was all bothering you greatly. Had you been fooled?

And when you brought it up to him, he would always smile and tell you how silly you were being and how he could ‘Never abandon his favorite pet’.

Now here you were, being told that the things you were thinking were valid by one of his most trusted people.

Mariah, was one of his top people, next to Enrico Pucci, Hol Horse and Vanilla Ice.

She was also one of the only females who were in his top ranks. So she’s seen many girls come and go, all of them fiending to be Lord Brando’s favorite. Mariah took notice to who all came in and saw who was gonna be fresh meat.

She had taken a liking to you as you were one of the only ones to not just throw yourself at Lord Brando. You came here to do a job and was mostly focused one that.

She admired you. So when she saw how close the Lord was getting with you, his lingering touches and his sultry words.

She knew exactly what was coming.

If you were to get in bed with Lord Brando, you would never be the same again. You wouldn’t be able to think or have control of yourself. All you would think about is how you could serve him. She's seen what happens before, she's been in that spot. Mindless, only thinking about serving Lord Dio. Focused on making him happy and nothing else.

She refused to let that to be you.

“Protect me?..” You asked confused and Mariah sighed and turned around to you fully.

“Lord Dio is not a good person Y/n, you should know that, and I know that.” Mariah walks over to you and places her hands on your face.

“I actually like you. Out of all the maids here. You’re the most tolerable. I would hate for you to end up like a mindless little-”

“Y/n.”

The two of you looked over to the doorway to see Pucci there. He had a gentle smile on his face. “Dio requests your presence.”

You nodded and got up, Mariah giving you a look before going back to her mirror.

You followed Pucci to Dio’s room, keeping quiet as you walked alongside the priest.

Enrico Pucci was a priest that was Dio's right hand man. He was the one responsible for hiring all the new servants, running the estate and attending directly to Dio's needs.

You saw alot of him because you basically had the position of head maid

“You know you are one of his favorites Y/n?” He says quietly. You look over at him to see the same gentle smile.

“I’ve never seen him act this way towards a servant before, You're a rare one.” Pucci says, stopping in front of Dio’s door. You stopped and looked up at him. "What do you mean by that?.." You asked an air of slight concern coming over you.

Pucci gave a closed eye smile,

"That means he likes you, and you won't end up dying possible. I would hate to see a kind girl like you go to waste."

You stood in fear before he pats you on the back.

“Now, go ahead and see what he may want..”

You watch as Pucci walks away, his words swirling around in your head. You eventually go to knock on the door, waiting for a response.

“Come in..”

You open the door, seeing Lord Dio laid across his bed, book in hand. His red eyes look over to you and beckons you forward. You move over to him and stand on the side of the bed, your eyes glued to the bed, refusing to look him in his eyes.

"That means he likes you, and you won't end up dying possible. I would hate to see a kind girl like you go to waste."

Pucci's words were playing around in your head. Lord Dio wouldn't hurt you...would he? Would he kill someone? You knew he would, but you didn't think he would go as far as to murder any of his servants would he?

You were so deep in thought that you didn't hear Dio calling you.

"My Pet?...Did you hear me?"

You shook your head and looked at him "Huh?.." Dio chuckled before stating what he asked again.

“I was asking, how are you today, My Pet? I had business to attend to with those bastard Joestars in the neighboring kingdom.” He says, his voice soft and sultry, like music to your ears.

You shuddered at his voice before speaking.

“It was fine, I spent my day talking with Mariah and doing chores..nothing too special.” You answer, seeing Dio move closer. He places his book down and uses his hand to grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Did my pet miss me? I’ve been neglecting you and I’m sorry for that.” He asks, with a playful tone behind it.

In reality you did miss him, you did miss the time that he usually spent with you, but after having the talk with Mariah you began to think differently about him. And on top of that, Pucci scared you. You didn't want to step out of line for fear that you would find out that he did kill his servants.

In this moment, you decided to nod slowly, earning a smirk from him.

Before you could blink, you yelped as Dio pulled you into the bed with him. You squeaked as your back hit the bed, and he was now on top of you. You tense up as you feel him get close to your neck, his arms wrapping around you to hold you in place.

“I can sense something is off.. Do you not trust me my Pet?”

“W-what do you mean?..” You whimpered out, nervousness filling your whole body as you watched him lift up from the crook of your neck. He brings his face close to yours, his lips ghosting over yours. You could hear yourself internally screaming at how close he was to you. Did he know what you were thinking? Could he smell fear? You didn't even want to know the answer to that last one.

“Do you doubt my love and care for you? Do you think my eyes are wandering to others, pet?”

He asks, and he doesn’t really give you a chance to answer before he presses his lips to yours. His hands go to press your wrists against the bed. Dio’s kiss was one filled with passion, one that was enough to take your breath away from you. It was like all your worries were sapped away in that moment. Signed and secured with that kiss.

In this moment, he was making you feel wanted. Moving from your lips to whisper sweet nothings to you, telling you exactly what you wanted.

"I can sense that you don't trust me...but I promise whoever put those thoughts in your mind will be dealt with." He whispers, moving down to your neck, planting soft kisses here and there, earning soft whimpers from you.

He had a way of getting you to melt like putty in his hands once again, everytime he sensed you stepping out of line, Dio would always do this.

He couldn't have you ending up like HER...

Telling you that you were the only one he wanted, that he wanted to marry you and make you his Queen. He wanted you to rule beside him.

Dio needed you...he CRAVED you..

The Male didn't know what the hell you were doing to him, but he knew he had to do anything in his power to keep your eyes from wondering from anywhere else.

Dio leaned down to your ear again, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispered to you.

"You're my special little pet.."

What's wrong with him telling a little white lie in order to get you to stay?

At that moment…

You believed him.

He made you feel...Special...

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It had been a few weeks from that encounter with Lord Dio, and you had a few more after that.

He would whisk you away from your duties and tease you, he wanted you and only you. He was risky with it too. Sometimes coming while you're preparing with others and hoist you up onto the counter, he'll steal a kiss right then and there, smirking at the others who dared look.

You were his and you weren't going anywhere, so any maids that were making any plans better not had added you to their little schemes.

He would make that known around other maids in the castle.

So it confused you when you saw one of the new recruits continuously coming in and out of his chambers recently.

Olivia was her name, and she came from the castle town, so she was a bit higher ranking than the rest of you.

Rumors had it that she was the daughter of a noble who owed Lord Dio, so in return he gave his daughter to him so that his debt was cleared.

She was a pretty blonde haired, blue-eyed girl, a nice body and was everything a man could want.

So it was troubling you when you saw how much time she was spending with Dio.

It started when she first arrived. She introduced herself to you, genuinely being nice to you. But when she found out you were basically Lord Dio's Chamber Maid she gave you a disgusted scowl.

She would call you horrific names behind you back and sometimes to your face. She made it no secret her disdain and jealously for you.

So she began to do the tasks that you were asked to do, sometimes she would eavesdrop on your conversations with Pucci and Mariah. She would rush to do them so she could get praise from Dio, but she expected you to be scolded for not doing them.

She was pissed when she saw that Dio still held favoritism for you, he would simply promote you. Having be Pucci's assistant instead of a chamber maid.

Hell you didn't care, you got paid more and still was his favorite.

But Olivia...she couldn't stand it.

You knew she had something planned as today, Lord Dio was holding an event, he invited other nobles and Royalty from other lands and she was supposed to be helping you set it up.

“Hey, Y/n.” You looked up from your decorating task to see Mariah, she gave you a sober smile before handing you some papers.

“Please deliver these to lord Dio. I tried to go earlier, but he wasn't there.”

You took them from her and stood up from your task dusting your dress off.

“Of course! I’ll be right back then.”

Mariah watched you walk off and her face morphed to a frown, she knew he was in there. She knew who he was with, and she hated for you to find out like this, but she couldn’t risk someone like you ending up like some of the others.

Earlier when she had went to deliver what was the revised guest list to Dio she heard some strange noises from the chambers.

Normally, Mariah could care less if she busted in his room. So just like she would normally did, she entered without knocking and her eyes widened. Quickly turning on her heels she would run a hand through her head, a yell of frustration would leave her lips.

Oh but not at what she saw, but for you.

She knew you wouldn't take this well, but she need you to open up your eyes. She saw you heading down the path of endlessly chasing after a man who will just hop from woman to woman without a care in the world.

And she refused to let you be one of them.

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You hummed to yourself as you walked down the hall to Lord Dio’s chambers, you were actually very excited for this event. It would be your first time meeting anyone else besides your few friends in the castle. So you could not wait to meet everyone and tell them about your time here.

You beginning to wonder if what Pucci told you was really true. If anything Dio was becoming more and more romantic as the days passed.

You were excited to go to his room and tell him all about what you had planned for the guests, just as he had asked for you to do.

When you approached Lord Dio’s door you went to knock but saw it open. You were about to walk in but nearly bumped into someone

That someone was Olivia, barely dressed, only Lord Dio’s Robe wrapped around her body. It appeared that she had bitemarks and hickies along her neck and a smirk plastered on her face.

She looked you up and down before her smirk widened.

“Y/n! Miss Mariah said you were supposed to be sending some stuff for My Lord. I’ll take it from here.” She say happily, taking the documents from you hands.

You stared at her before shaking your head.

“Are you alright? You’re covered in marks..” You asked, half concerned, but not because you wondered if she was hurt, it was to confirm what scenario was playing in your head.

She looks at herself before a look of smugness comes over her features,

“Ah, these…just had a meeting with Lord Dio about the even this evening! I’m alright Y/n! Thank you for asking!” You gave her a nod before quickly turning on your heels to go back where you came.

You heard her giggling as she went back into his chambers, the door closing with a hard slam.

You could hear Lord Dio's deep voice calling her back over and her giggles faded into something else.

"Miss Y/n!"

"Y/n!"

You didn't even care about who was calling your name.

You just needed to get away from this room. This area...This place...

You held in your tears, refusing to let them fall. Instead you let your feet carry you to Mariah’s quarters, you couldn't even tell who calling you as you were in an autopilot.

When you reached Mariah’s room, it was like she was already waiting for you. Once you closed the door behind you, you ran into her arms finally allowing your tears to stream down your face.

Mariah held you in her arms as she heard your sobs, they pained her severely.

She knew you pain, she knew it all too well, as she saw this same sequence of events play out with another dear friend of hers.

Her name was Isabel.

Isabel was just like you, bright eyed and bushy tell, eager to give her all to Lord Dio. And unlike you, she allowed him to take her fully, her entire life was dedicated to Dio.

There wasn't a day when Isabel wasn't talking about Dio, and back then...Mariah was happy for her. She encouraged her dear friend to go for it, allow herself to be loved by the blonde and see what would happen.

But just like you...she was soon replaced by the newcomer. A fresh face, and a new woman Dio could Manipulate.

Isabel was heart broken, but more than anything was angry...

And you know what they say...

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...

Isabel stood up to the male, confronted him and refused to allow herself to fall for his tactics. She wasn't gonna come crawling back to him anymore. She told him that she was leaving, that she wanted no more of this.

And when she did that, she vanished.

No one ever saw her again, and they were ordered to never speak of her ever again.

But everyone remembers, and Mariah refuses to forget.

She made it her goal to prevent young women from ending up like her, serving the very male who ruined her dear friend, doomed to see how he plays around with people’s emotions just to get what he wanted. Never speaking of her friend.

“I-i thought he only wanted me… I thought he..he meant everything he said Mariah…!” You sobbed,.

Mariah moved the two of you to her bed. She sat down and allowed you to cry on her shoulder, she rubbed your shoulders as you sobbed, your cries getting louder and louder.

“I-i should’ve listened to you Mariah..I should’ve..I’m so sorry..”

“What? Don’t you apologize.”

She grabs your face and forces you to look at me. “Listen to me. We’re gonna get you out of here. Because frankly, i’m sick and tired of you being treated like shit. "

You rubbed your eyes, "B-but what about you?.."

Mariah scoffs. "And let more girls fall to his schemes? I'm staying...but.." She stops herself and rubs her temple.

She sighs then she rubs your face in with her hands.

“Has Lord Dio told you about the Joestars?” You nodded.

“Aren’t those the guys he hates?” Mariah nods.

“I’m friends with one of the advisors there, I’ve been in contact with her for a while, she knows about your situation, and one of the Prince’s have agreed to come and get you.”

You gasp and a smile appears on you face as you hug Mariah. Mariah grins and hugs you back before pulling away.

“And don’t worry, I’ll be behind you every step of the way.” She explains and you nod at her words.

"I'll make sure you get out of here..."

Your heart was in pieces, but the prospect of leaving and going to another kingdom was on the horizon and you did not mind it at all.

You would have to get into contact with your mother and move her to the kingdom as well, so that she could be safe. You felt if you left the Lord Dio would probably do something to your family for disobeying him.

And not only that, part of your heart was crumbling. As there was a small piece of you who wanted to talk to him and just ask him why. As him why use you and fuck with your emotions.

You and Mariah decided you would enact your plan during the event tonight, as that would be the best, you could leave with the crowds of people and never look back. Mariah had to keep tell you that she would be fine, and that you shouldn't worry about her.

But even as you went over it several times, you still felt horrible for leaving her behind.

Later in that evening, you headed back to the servants quarters to prepare for tonight to see all the maids in there happily opening boxes.

“Oh Y/n! Lord Dio gave us all new dresses to wear to the event!” One called out to you and you nodded at her.

As you expected when you walked over to your bed, there was nothing on there for you. You sighed softly as you walked over to pack your bags.

Olivia walked over with hers in her hand with a smile. “Look at how beautiful these dresses are! Lord Dio has certainly out done himself!” She then looks down at you packing.

“What about you Y/n?” She asked and you averted your eyes.

“The gracious Lord did not give me one. But that’s alright, Lady Mariah is giving me one.” You say blankly and her smile droops a bit.

“Oh..well where are you going? Do you have an order from him?” She asked, walking back over to her bed. "Isn't the party about to start? So why are you packing a ba-"

“I’m going to visit my mother. It’s been a while since I came to the castle, so I would love to go home and have a good time with her. And frankly it's none of your fucking business.” You say flatly before closing your suitcase.

It got quiet before Olivia scoffed and muttered a "bitch..." under her breath.

You sat on your bed watching all the other girls get changed into the dresses that they were given. It seems Lord Dio wanted all of his servants to dress a certain way, they had various colored ballroom like gowns in different styles.

Your eye fell to Olivia’s, who wore a pretty yellow dress, one that matched the suit Lord Dio wore very often. You rolled your eyes at this and decided to go get ready. You watched as everyone else left out as you went to the bathroom, the only one left was Olivia who was still in the mirror getting ready.

You were in the bathroom when you heard someone else come into the room.

"What the hell do you have on?"

You jumped at the agressive tone that entered the room.

It was Lord Dio and he sounded...pissed?

You decided to be quiet and listen to the conversation, doing your best not to make any noises.

"Oh! I'm wearing the dress that Pucci gave to me-"

"It wasn't for you.

You nearly gasped, quicky putting a hand over your mouth, but it seemed like someone heard you regardless.

"Whoever is in there better come out. I don't appreciate eavedroppers."

You were debating on coming out because you had avoided Dio for the rest of the day after talking with Mariah. You couldn't bare to see him knowing that you were planning your leave.

"I said come out now."

Sighing, you decided to exit the bathroom, bowing in apology to Dio. When you raised your head you saw his eyes scanning your body.

Mariah had given you a black bodycon dress that had belonged to her best friend. She wanted to pass it on to you as it would 'allow her spirit to do what she couldn't'. You matched it with silver earrings and a necklace that you had as a gift from your mother. The dress clung to your body and left nothing up to the imagination, so Dio's scowl turned to a smirk.

"My My, My little Pet has out done herself.." He finally spoke, leaving Olivia's side and coming over to you. You tensed as he snaked his arms around your waist to pull you closer to him. You peeked around him to see Olivia who was fuming, and you internally smirked at her anger.

"Olivia."

You watched her perk up at him calling her name only to see her face fall at his words.

"Leave. I need to have a moment with Y/n."

Olivia stomped her foot, "But Lord Dio! I-"

Dio quickly turned back to her, a dangerous glare on his face. Olivia quickly shut up and left the room, slamming it behind her.

Dio then turned back to face you and wasted no time coming closer to you. "So...where did you get this piece? It's far better than anything I could have picked out for you." He says softly.

You keep backing away and end up falling back onto your bed, and Dio takes this opportunity to get between your legs, riding your dress up to your thighs.

"L-lord Dio! This is-" He cut you off with a hard kiss to your lips. His hands went to grip yours, pinning them to the bed. You pulled away from his kiss about to speak only to feel his lips on your neck.

It didn't help that he was grinding against you, causing the heat to build up between your legs.

You did your best not to let moans slip past your lips as he continues his assault on your neck. But no matter how hard you tried, your body fought against your brain and a soft moan left your lips.

You could feel Dio shudder at that before he stopped, sitting up and gripping your chin with his hand roughly.

"After this night...I'm making you mine. I'm tired of you teasing your master like this. Dressing like this when you know others will have their eyes on you.." He smirks down at you. You were still in shock over what had just taken place so you didn't reply to him fast enough.

Dio gripped your chin again, this time applying pressure, earning a wince of pain out of you.

"Do I make myself clear?"

You nodded and He smirked before finally getting off of you.

"Now go ahead and straighten yourself up. Look presentable for me darling."

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To say it was a big event was an understatement.

Apparently Lord Dio was celebrating some accomplishment, which explained why he wanted all the servants to dress alike. You however could not care less.

You were focused on leaving, especially after what just happened.

You were standing alone before being approached by the whiney broad herself, Olivia.

"Hey." You ignored her. She didn't like that so she decided to push you nearly sending your over.

"What the fuck Olivia?"

"Answer my question." She demanded and didn't give you a chance to answer.

“Are you jealous of me Y/n?” She suddenly asked and you raised an eyebrow.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I heard how you were Lord Dio’s favorite before I came along, You’re jealous because he no longer wants you and wants to marry me instead!” She accused and you only gave her a short laugh.

“Oh, you know, I am. But not as much as I used to be." You answered and she didn't like that answer.

"Face it, You are just mad that Lord Dio loves me more than he does you?"

You decided to burst her bubble.

"Oh yeah? Then why did he kick you out the room to kiss me, grind against me and tell me he's gonna make me his tonight?" You snapped back at her, glaring as you saw her gears turning in your head.

"You?! Lord Dio would never fuck a half pinted ass bitch like you"

"Apparently he does. But you can have him. I don't want him."

"OH?! Well I'm gonna tell him exactly what you said so he can kick your ass to the curb!! You just don't like that he's close with me!"

"Mhm..keep yelling."

“You’re just a jealous little bitch! You-”

“I think you heard her. She’s not interested in Brando.”

You jumped at the deep male voice that came from behind you. Olivia looked behind you and immediately bowed

. You were confused at to why she suddenly stopped but you saw a shadow loom from behind you. You watched as her face morphed from one of smugness to fear.-

“O-oh…My apologizes Prince Kujo..” She then lifted her head to glare at you before leaving.

You turned around to see a tall, dark and brooding male standing next to a what could be described as a cheerful ball of sun.

“Oh we finally found you! My you are really pretty! Isn’t she pretty Jotaro?”

“Yeah, she’s pretty.”

The girl came up to you and shook your hand.

“You can call me Evan! I’m the Joestar Royal Advisor! And I’m Mariah’s friend!” She introduces and she smiles happily at you.

“This brooding hulk beside me is Prince Jotaro Kujo! The eldest prince of our land.” You look over to Jotaro just to admire him for a second.

He was tall, very tall, probably about 6’5 in height, he wore a white suit that was adorned with different golden charms. His hat seemed to be fused with his hair and his blue eyes were off somewhere else in the crowd. He was handsome....very handsome.

You can see why some of the girls were talking about him, he definitely not a bad sight to see. You couldn't take your eyes off of him and you probably wouldn't have if Evan wouldn't had taken you from your thought.

“Why don’t you two go off and talk! We’re not leaving out until everyone else does, so it’ll be better for the two of you to get to know each other.” Evan announces.

“I’ll go let Mariah know we found you!”

Evan then goes off in the crowd and the prince sighs before grabbing your hand and leading you off to the balcony.

You quietly went along, the noise of the people slowly drowning out as the two of you reaching the balcony.

“Are you alright?” Jotaro’s deep voice cuts through your thoughts and you don’t even know how to answer honestly.

“To be honest...I don’t even know your highness..” You finally admit, going and leaning on the balcony.

“I thought I was okay...but now I realize…I was a fool. I should’ve listened to my mother..” You feel the tears welling up in your eyes again. You refused to cry over him again.

"God he loves playing with my emotions..I got so happy when he was alone with me..but I guess he was only doing that to make her jealous.."

“H-he made me feel loved….he made me feel so special…” You mumble out feeling the tears run down your cheeks again.

"God I felt so stupid...I was so dumb.."

You could feel your body begin to shake, you didn’t want to break down in tears in front of the Prince, but it seemed no matter how hard your body tried to fight the tears, they kept coming.

All you saw when you closed your eyes was his stupid fucking face smirking down at you.

You felt a hand grab your shoulder and was pulled into a tight hug by the Prince. You stood quiet, feeling his hand rub the center of your back. “I’m sorry...I’m not good with words…” He says softly and you chuckle slightly at that.

It was a comforting feeling to be in the Prince’s arms. To find relief in someone you barely even knew sounded absolutely stupid, but in this moment you didn’t care at all.

“I’m shit at words...but I promise..." He started, making you pull away from his hug to look up at him.

“I promise you’ll find someone who makes you feel special again…”

—--(pov switch)----

Dio was highly annoyed.

Scratch that, he was fucking pissed.

Everyone was supposed to be in one place, but of course he couldn’t find one of his most trusted servants when he needed her the most. No not Olivia, he needed Y/n.

It was bothering him that he couldn’t find the girl when she normally was always around him.

All of sudden she went from being on his arm, to barely coming to visit him in his chambers. She only came when she was needed or asked to do a task.

He also didn’t like how close she was getting with Mariah. Don’t get him wrong, she was one of his royal advisors, but he felt like she had something up her sleeves whenever he saw her around Y/n.

All he needed was his cute little Y/n to be by his side during this. He wanted her..no NEEDED her. She was his everything. He was everything she was and more.

So when he got her alone earlier, he couldn't help himself. She was dressed up to cutely, he wanted to just take her right there. But no, he had to control himself, he knew she was questioning his love for her.

So he had to make his move tonight.

“Hol horse.” He called, a blonde male appeared at his side and tilted his hat towards him.

“Yes, Lord Dio? You need me?” He asked in a southern drawl-like accent. Dio nodded.

“Have you seen Y/n? I need to ask her a question.”

“Yeah, Last I saw ‘er she was with that Joestar prince.”

This made Dio sit up from his seat surrounded by piers. “Excuse me?” He asked, insinuating for him to speak again. Hol Horse nodded.

“Oh yea! Me and Vanilla were greeting the guests like ya told us to do when we saw her arguing with Olivia ‘bout something, she then went to the balcony with that Joestar prince.”

Dio stood up from his seat and motioned for Pucci to follow him, the priest sighed as he knew where this was going. Hol Horse watched as the male angrily marched off, leaving confused guests around him.

Dio made his way through the crowd and to the balcony with Pucci in tow with him.

His beloved little pet, seen around with that Joestar may give people the wrong idea.

Y/n meant a lot to him and to hear her being around Jotaro made his anger nearly boil over.

He couldn’t stand that damned Joestar bastard, he couldn’t stand any of them. They always made themselves out to be better than him. Dio built his empire out of nothing, while theirs was passed down to them by that annoyed bastard Jonathan.

He wished that old fuck would die off already..

But that was besides the point. When he reached a certain spot in the crowd he looked around and his eyes widened. Hol Horse was not lying to him at all.

His Y/n was in the arms of that damned bastard of a Prince. He appeared to be telling her something, and she smiled in response to it. Pucci bumped into the back of Dio, peering behind him he saw what he saw and cleared his throat.

“Would you like me to go talk to her, My Lord?”

Dio was speechless, and appeared hurt?.. That was an emotion the Lord had not felt since his late mother passed, and that was years ago. So why was he so hurt seeing Y/n with another male?

She was just another servant he played around with, well she was playing hard to get that is. Much different than anyone who came before and after her.

Dio snapped back to reality and simply nodded to Pucci.

He was not going to let her fall through his fingers that easily.

—-(back to our beloved y/n)-----

You allowed yourself to be held by Prince Jotaro for a little longer as he told you more about his Kingdom.

He told you how he inherited the throne from his Grandfather, King Joseph, as his mother willingly gave up the throne to him. He explained how he had a great love for the ocean and that he often spent much time beside the shore.

“That sounds wonderful, I’ve never seen the ocean before..” You admit and the prince gives you a soft smile.

“Perhaps I could show you one day...it’s really beautiful...a really peaceful sight.” He responded and you nodded along.

Prince Jotaro seemed like a sweetheart. He was a bit on the quiet side, but listening to him it seemed like he really cared for his family a lot. He spoke of his citizens in a nice way and really seemed to enjoy ruling alongside his family.

You told him how you only had your mother, who was sickly and that’s how you ended up working under Dio. Jotaro chuckles as you told him that your mother wanted you to work for his family instead. “Well I can still arrange that...Your mother seems like she cares for you..” He says and you shake your head.

“I couldn’t your highness, you’re already helping me leave, that would be ask-”

“Miss Y/n. There you are.”

You turned your head to see Pucci, Dio’s right hand man walking up. You sigh and pull yourself from Jotaro’s warm embrace, turning to face him.

“Yes Pucci? Is there something you need?” You questioned, clearly annoyed that he interrupted the conversation with the prince.

“Lord Dio requests your presence.”

“Oh does he now?”

Pucci seemed taken aback by the snarky reply but shook his head, “Yes, He wants to see you now. It’s an urgent matter.”

You felt your anger bubbling up in your body and you felt yourself about to yell but Evan slid in between the two of you. “Pucci~ It’s been a while hasn’t it?” She quickly says, stepping directly in front of you. Pucci groaned at the bubbly girl.

“Move out the way Evan. My Lord requires his servants presence.”

“God, his servant? No addressing by first names? Or is that reserved for that little miss Olivia he’s been fucking huh?” She snarks, crossing her arms, earning a shocked expression from Pucci.

“How do you-"

His eyes quickly averted to yours and you glared back at him.

You knew everything.

“Because word gets around~. We all knew Dio was a lying, cheating, no good bastard but damn I didn’t think he was gonna hop on the pussy train that quickly."

Evan's vulgar words caught you off guard, but you snickered a bit seeing Pucci's shocked face and Prince Jotaro shaking his head.

"Ooo! Ooo! Wait! Or as it because Y/n wouldn’t sleep with him~? Or was it the fact that Y/n reminded him or dear 'ol Isabel~” She pressed, and that got a response from Pucci.

"Don't you dare mention that Broad in this estate ever again! She is nothing her!"

Evan only smirked at him loosing his cool and waved bye grabbing your hand.

“Anyways. Tell Dio if he wants to see Lady Y/n, it’ll have to be on her own terms~! Bye bye~”

Evan snatches you away with Prince Jotaro following close behind leaving a confused Pucci on the balcony. Evan was angrily muttering to herself as Jotaro walked along side her.

“Evan..calm down-”

“I AM CALM YOUR MAJESTY!”

“....”

“Sorry…i just fucking despise that blonde bitch and his dick riding subordinates.”

You chuckled at Evan’s angry as you were pulled through the crowd. Once you reached outside the grand ballroom, You were greeted by Mariah.

Mariah smiled at you, “Well, it seems you are acquainted with those two. What took so long?” Evan groaned.

“Enrico dickriding Pucci,” She barks before looking over at You. She then sighs before placing her hands on your shoulders.

"I can sense that you're not ready to go yet...are you Y/n?"

Jotaro speaks up from behind Evan. You looked over at him and sighed, "I-i want to...but I need answers..especially after seeing his reaction to Evan mentioning Isabel.."

Jotaro seems to look off to the side, "Yea..Izzy was really important to all of us."

Evan looks at you dead in the eyes, "We don't want you to become another her. God we don't want that. Isabel wanted answers too.."

"And she ended up six feet fucking under." Jotaro muttered.

Evan then lets go of your shoulders. "Me and Jotaro are staying here until you feel like it's safe enough to leave. I overheard your arguement with Olivia that Lord Dio wants to meet with you tonight..right?"

Mariah raises an eyebrow, "Y/n...why does he want to meet you?"

You look at Mariah, "He wants...He.." Evan pulls you into a hug and finished your sentence. "He want's to fuck her and use her since Olivia is mad at him right now."

"Are you seriou-"

“So you’re really gonna leave because Lord Dio doesn’t love you anymore?”

The four of you turned to see Olivia standing there, anger plastered on her face.

Evan nearly screamed at her, but Jotaro slammed a hand over her mouth before words could leave her lips.

You didn't look at her and Olivia just smirked at you.

“You’re pitiful, you know that Y/n. You’re mad that Lord Dio chose someone else, so you think running off to another kingdom will save your little emotions.” She insulted and then looked over at Mariah.

"The only reason Mariah is helping you is because you remind her of that whore of a best friend that died."

You looked over to Mariah who was now looking down at the ground. Evan got out of Jotaro’s grasp and put her hands around her best friend. “You shut your goddamn mouth whore!” She yelled at her, Olivia only laughed at Evan.

"You'll be just like her if you continue to chase after Dio." Jotaro spoke up, Olivia only rolled her eyes at his words.

“Gosh you’re all so pathetic. Have fun in the Joestar kingdom. You’re never gonna find another male who makes you feel like lord Dio made you.”

“You’re gonna spend the rest of your life chasing that high, chasing after that dream of feeling special to someone else and you’ll never get it. How can you feel special without him?”

You turned on your heel and moved to leave out, Evan following behind with Mariah. Jotaro soon followed behind you.

You chose to ignore her, because deep down you knew you were going to be special to someone again.

You didn’t want to follow her up because you knew her time was coming, she was gonna be replaced soon enough, and when that happened.

You hoped that you could be there so you could laugh at her failure.

Right now you needed to leave and clear your head, to really decide if it was worth it to get answers out of him.

Olivia seemed upset that you turned your back on her, she growled and stomped her foot. “DON’T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME Y/N! YOU’LL NEVER BE ANYTHING TO ANYONE!!” She yelled out.

“YOU HEAR ME!? YOU’RE NOTHING!! YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ANYONE!!”

“YOU’RE NOTHING!!”

Olivia was left screaming at nothing as she watched you walk away with The Prince and his advisor. She let out a scream of frustration and ran back into the ball room.

Olivia walked over to her fellow maids and plopped down in her seat angrily. One of them, a kind girl named Rose, asked her what was wrong. “That bitch Y/n just left!” She snapped at her and Rose gasped.

“W-wait. What do you mean she left!?” Rose whisper/yelled, knowing that Vanilla Ice, who was standing close by could possibly hear.

But Olivia could care less at this moment, she was more mad at the fact you turned your back on her. How dare you turn your back on the future queen of this land!?

“She left. She was jealous of my relationship with Lord Dio and got all pissy and upset. She decided to leave with Prince Kujo”

“Prince Kujo? Man she’s lucky..” Another one of the maids said.

“Oh yea..very lucky, that man is so handsome and big..”

“Rumor has it he’s packing downstairs too!”

“Well it has to match the body!”

“Are you guys serious right now!? She just left Lord Dio!!” Olivia snapped again, this time catching the attention of Vanilla Ice.

One of the other maids shrugged, “And?”

“And?? What do you mean AND!?”

That same maid looked at all the others, “We all know Lord Dio is only going to choose one person, so why not leave for someone you know is going to have you as their number one instead number twelve?” She says and the others nod.

Olivia just scoffs and sits back in her seat, “You all have all lost your minds.” She muttered.

Vanilla Ice, who was listening in to their conversation and quickly went to Lord Dio, who had long gone to his quarters.

He could hear him yelling and tossing things about in his room from here so he knew that the news he had to tell him was not going to make things any better.

Opening the door, Vanilla saw Pucci standing beside Dio who was pissed to say the least. “My Lord.” Vanilla starts, and Dio looks at him. “What do you want, Vanilla? Can’t you see that I'm talking with Pucci?!” He barks and Vanilla utters out an apology before continuing.

“Yes My lord, I apologize, but it seems Miss Y/n has left the building.”

Dio froze in his spot. “Excuse me? She what?” He asked, coming closer to him. “She what!?” He yelled and Vanilla sighed. “I don’t know where she has gone, but I overheard some of the other maids talking about it.”

Dio slammed his fist into his dresser before letting out a loud yell, “Cancel this event! I want everyone out!” He orders and the two males nod before quickly leaving.

Dio runs a hand through his hair as a groan falls from his lips. How could he let you slip through his fingers so easily? You were his and his alone, no one else's.

He made sure that you had anything you wanted, that you were by his side 24/7. So why the hell were you gone?

Dio sits down on his bed and decides to make a plan, but while he’s thinking, his mind can’t help but go to the time where you first came to work for him…

It was about half a year ago when he first laid eyes on you. You were in a new line up servants brought to the castle. You were bright eyes and bushy tailed, never having a problem with following an order that he gave.’

Whenever he sent you out on errands you came back as fast as possible, always coming back with what he needed and more.

You never complained or was disrespectful to him, you were perfect.

Dio always had plans to pursue you from the moment he gazed upon you, he’d dream of having you beside him, being his wife/queen and only being his.

Dio was attracted to the way that you carried yourself, you didn’t fall for his advances so easily like many who came before you. You were humble and never asked for much from the male. And that was what drew Dio close to you.

Not only that, you reminded him of his dear Isabel.

So head strong...so disobedient. When all he wanted was to give her the world...

He could have any woman he wanted, he had daughters of many nobles waiting in line to be his wife, but he was chasing behind you, a lowly servant.

So to try and get a reaction out of you, he brought in Olivia, She was the daughter of a nobleman Dio did business with. Olivia was far from what Dio wanted in a woman, she was whiny, too clingy and wasn’t very helpful.

All she wanted was the title of queen, she was after the riches and nothing else. Dio knew this very well, and thinking that him having a relationship with her would make you jealous. He thought you would get possessive over him and come show everyone who he truly belonged too.

But he was wrong, that seemed to only chase you away from him. And the annoying bitch didn’t make it any better, rubbing it in her face, especially when word got out amongst servants that he had slept with her.

And how in the hell did that damned Joestar know!? His royal advisor better be lucky he wasn't there or else she would've been dead.

He was pacing back and forth when he heard the door creak open, he turned to see Rose, she was one of the older maids around here. She was practically shaking as if something had happened to her.

“Lord Dio, I have something to tell you.” She says, keeping her eyes glued to the floor.

“Speak then. Though I should punish you for entering unannounced.”

Rose let out a squeak of fear before answering.

“M-miss Y/n left with P-prince Jotaro…”

Dio stood up off his bed, the poor maid didn't even have time to react before Dio had a hand around her throat. She couldn't even scream as he was crushing her neck.

"SHE WHAT!?"

Rose could only scream in pain before he dropped her to the ground.

"Speak dammit!? My Y/n is where!?" He yelled and Rose's hand went to her throat, she cried as she backed up against the wall to get away from Dio's wrath.

"S-someone s-saw he leave with the Prince and his advisor! Olivia w-went to try and stop her...but she left..." She croaked out. She jumped in fear that Dio was going to hit her again but instead He yelled for Pucci.

The priest walked in to see Dio in a rage, and see Rose on the floor in pain.

Dio turned to Pucci and pointed.

"Search every part of this damned kingdom until my y/n is brought back to me."

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May or may not be continued..it was a fic idea i just had to get out of my head! But if you all enjoy it then I will continue it! For the next fic it'll be either Obey Me or another JJba one! Idk yet. Anyways, Hope you enjoyed~

evan out~!

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