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"𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬." ♡

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut... yandere, cheating, incest.

• 🩷 Suitors... - Gilbert, Chevalier.

He brushes back your beautiful dark locks, his fingers carefully running through your hair as he caresses your head and allows his hand to fall to the nape of your neck. The cold air freezes in your lungs as he gives your neck a light squeeze, his fingers applying the gentlest pressure to it as you lean forward to kiss him. Your hands roam his body, slowly heating him up even if you're grabbing and tugging off whatever clothing was left on him. You hurriedly stripped him before you gripped his back tightly, your fingernails digging into his skin and leaving red marks in their wake, to imprint in the soft flesh there as you claw him roughly.

He fucked himself into you, making you clamp your hand over your mouth to stifle your moan of his name. Some of the material on the desk below you falls to the floor, knocked down by your movements.

You hug him closer as you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his rich calming scent and trying to ground yourself as you hold him sweetly. His cock steadily dragged against your plush walls as he angled his hips to thrust deeper into you. ‘’You love your big brother right? more than Chevalier.’’ He flashed you a smile as he panted, his hips hitting yours as he picked up the pace. Pounding even rougher into you and feeling your walls clench around him, your arousal seeped down between your legs while he rubbed your clit hurriedly so that you could both finish before somebody came into the room.

You heard a knight passing by the room you were in, his rough footsteps echoing loudly outside.

Gilbert didn’t want to have to kill anybody in front of you. He wanted to save you from witnessing such an ugly sight... He tugged your eye patch off, revealing your beautiful shiny blue eye, and the jewel like blood-red one matching his very own...

"No one will ever love you like your brother does." He whispers before sealing your lips in a kiss.

"Now go. I'm sure your husband Chevalier is waiting for you."

He pulls you into his room, uncaring about his wife who sleeps in his bed peacefully. You stumble and hold yourself up on his desk, your palms pressing against the hard wood to prevent yourself from falling.

Chevalier comes behind you and mercilessly yanks your skirt up ‘’Chevalier!!’’ You call out his name in protest, ‘’Don’t you dare! Your wife is right there… what if she wakes up?!’’ You whispered whilst your brows furrowed in unease. You didn’t want to get caught, and you didn’t want to take a risk as big as this one...

A smirk makes its way onto his face as a simple ‘’Don’t worry’’ Leaves his lips before his mouth crashes against yours, and your lips move against one another. His tongue enters your mouth to ravish you while he tugs his glove off. He then pulls your underwear to the side and presses a finger into your wet entrance making you whimper quietly, and nervously glance back at his bed where his wife lies… still asleep. An odd thrill fills you as he kisses you again holds you gently in his embrace, making your heart melt.

He grabs you by your thighs and raises you over his desk, setting you atop the edge of it where he can take you easily.

While his fingers tease and prepare you, you bite your lip, trying to silence yourself in fear of making a single noise because you’re too afraid of his wife catching you like this. He chuckles at you, giving you his cocky smirk as he pushes his length into you all at once. You nearly scream at the sudden intrusion as he stretches you out so quickly, and he clamps his hand over your mouth. ‘’Shh, you don’t want to get caught, Do you?’’ He whispers teasingly, making you want to smack him for putting you into a position like this.

You nervously look back at his wife, and finally notice that she is in fact awfully pale… Even dead-looking… ‘’Is she okay?’’ You ask Chevalier in concern. He cups your cheek in his palm before answering, ‘’She’s dead.’’

Your blue eyes widen in shock at his words as he brushes your blonde hair back…

❤️ Leon's faction ❤️

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Angst, Blood, Murder attempts. 16+ // F!MC.

Chevalier panics when he sees your once pure white shirt turn red. His heart skips a beat as his icy blue eyes search for your assailant, and then narrow down to the man who was holding a bloody arrow– the arrow that stabbed you. Without thinking twice, he ruthlessly cuts the man down. 

He wasted no time before checking on you, and is by your side in an instant. He takes a good look at your wound and notes that the arrow hasn’t pierced your heart, but the area beside it quite deeply. He orders his knight, Lucien, to fetch a physician for you while he lifts you in his arms to carry you toward the Benitoite’s palace infirmary. The sooner you get to the infirmary, the faster you can get treatment. 

This assassination attempt was a grave mistake allowed by Benitoite’s embassy, and Chevalier was not one to forgive. Any harm that was done to you was a grave sin, and Chevalier will never forgive anyone who allowed it to happen. Benitoite’s responsibility is to make sure that no harm comes to any of its guests during the goodwill party. Yet, somehow they were incompetent enough to allow a murder attempt of one of Rhodolite’s most prominent figures, and one of their most important guests… You. 

Chevalier isn’t stupid, and as he seethes with anger he knows that in order to sneak a weapon into the embassy you need to have someone with great power helping you from behind the scenes… and a bastard with great power Gilbert von Obsidian is. 

This is an indirect declaration of war.

Chevalier clutches your unnaturally cold hand in his warm one, and carefully plans his counter attack against Gilbert.  

Clavis is a mess… to put it lightly. He can’t sleep, eat nor drink properly while you lie in a bed wounded. How can he possibly rest when you’re hurt? He spends sleepless nights tracking down the assassin who hurt you, and then blames himself for not being able to do it faster, Because, If he were Chevalier then Chevalier would have already done it and killed the man. 

Clavis beats himself mentally, constantly blaming himself for your critical state and your near death experience. 

Rest assured though, no matter how sleep deprived he is or how much weight he’s lost, He won’t allow himself to die. He has a mission, and that mission is to track your assassin down and take his revenge. His thirst for blood won’t allow him to die. Clavis dreams of the day he finally gets his hands on the man.

He'll show your assassin the 7 hells that no other man can… Not even his genius brother Chevalier. 

While you’re lying hurt, the only thing that keeps him going is his thirst for revenge. He doesn’t even play pranks on Yves anymore, and Sariel worries that this is only the calm before the storm.

When Clavis finally finds your assassin, he comes back to the palace resembling a devil– not even Chevalier has ever been dyed in so much blood. 

Nokto freezes upon seeing your state. His heart feels like it's being torn into pieces as doctors were rushing into the room. He had just gotten back from negotiations with Obsidian– the ones who he’s sure attacked you. There was no doubt in his heart that your attackers must be sent by Gilbert.

After all, No one else was clever enough to get through the palace’s security by using a loophole so small that not even one of the best trained knights would notice…

Nokto can’t outright accuse Gilbert of your assassination attempt. The obsidian prince was far too sleek and left no evidence behind. Plus, accusing Obsidian of something as bad as a murder attempt right after negotiations were made would put Rhodolite in a bad light. The peace treaty between the 4 countries was just signed. 

But… clearly this was the price that Gilbert wanted Rhodolite’s king to pay.

‘If you want to negotiate with obsidian, you need to pay a high price.’ Gilbert’s words from earlier chime through Nokto’s head like bells, and his fists clench by his sides as he feels his blood boil.

If this was how obsidian wanted to play, then fine. He wouldn't hesitate to play too.

Only Chevalier notices the Fiery hatred in his red eyes, and he smirks as if knowing what his younger brother was going to be up to.

Luke’s heart beats so fast he thinks it might rip itself out of his chest as he applies pressure to your bleeding wound. Your blood stains his hands and dyes the white cloth that he used to cover your wound a deep crimson. 

Luke tries to steady his breathing to control his nerves, but he can’t seem to calm down. How the hell could he?! You were just stabbed for fuck’s sake! Nobody can calm him down, and Jin is quickly shoved away when he tries to do so. 

Luke only relents, finally agreeing to let you go and have you looked at by a physician when Jin encourages him to.

But, he still insists on staying in the room so that he can look over you. Watching the doctor stitch you up was a terrible and gruesome side, and his stomach churns as he smells the coppery scent of blood in the air. The scent of your blood in the air… He feels cold, and his fingers have gone numb as he waits for results. Results which are unfortunately not showing up.

The physician snaps him out of his dazed state and notifies him that there’s no positive change in your condition, and that you have only gotten somewhat worse. However, the bleeding from your other wound has finally stopped.

Luke curses and blames himself for not being there to protect you.

He has almost lost you. Now, only the gods know if you will survive or die...

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, size kink? Breeding, crying, just horni

I'm tired af but my ovaries I want demon Luci so here's something short I wrote🧍... Fem!Reader btw

No normal thoughts, head full of Lucifer fucking the cute little reader while he’s in his full demon form. His big demon body towers over her little one, and his giant hands grip her hips to hold her in place over his huge dick. He uses her like a fleshlight, mercilessly thrusting her on him and fucking her brains out. Meanwhile, she tries to hold on to the last of her sanity.

The stimulation is too much, and tears spill down her cheeks as Lucifer bites her shoulder. His teeth leave deep purple marks on her skin, but his tongue runs sweetly over the bite to soothe it.

“LUCIFER!!!” She screams his name when he slams into her cervix painfully, and he pins her down underneath him. “ Mmh..” He lets out a short sigh as his lustful eyes take in the sight of her sweaty body, her chest heaving, and the drool running down her lips.

“So, So beautiful.” He purrs into her ear, “Maybe I’ll use you as my cute little fleshlight every day from now on.”

“At least then, Someone as stupid as you would be useful.” He rasps out whilst tearing off the cute lacy bra that was still covering her breasts. “My cute little fucktoy.” Lucifer praises her. “Aren’t you happy to be useful for something?” His hands run over her breasts, and he stimulates her nipples by rubbing and twisting them between his fingers. She whines in pain at his roughness, and Lucifer feels her squeeze around him.

“Lucifer- please” She begs him, although she doesn't know for what. Her eyes roll to the back of her skull as she feels his dick once again slam deeply inside of her. She hears Lucifer's D.D.D ring and Diavolo's contact pop up, But Lucifer ignores it and merely throws the device to the side,

“I’ll fuck you like a cheap whore and then treat you like my princess.” He tells her as he forces her close legs to her chest.

That's perfect for a human exchange student. She moans as he readjusts his grip on her, his beast-like claws digging into her skin whilst fucks her vigorously, leaving her a screaming mess with tears on her face, and their mixed fluids seeping out of her cunt.

He finishes in her, his thick cum shooting deep inside of her so that he can fill her womb with his child.. And she feels completely stuffed by the time that he pulls out... Only for him to stroke his dick a few times before realigning it with her cum filled cunt again.

FUCK BEING AN EXCHANGE STUDENT... It would be too stressful. I wantttt to be Lucifer's whore, and pretty princess.. just give me that damn demon cock prideful boy (⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠෴⁠ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)

[ "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!" ]

• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • smut, light marking...  ෆ

A frog ribbits while hiding somewhere in the grass as a soft breeze blows throughout the beautiful fairytale-like garden of Rhodolite, carrying the somewhat cold scent of fresh night air with it. The moon shines brightly from within the never-ending depths of the dark sky, illuminating all of the land below it along with Rio’s supple skin. 

His soft skin is littered with bruises that don’t appear to have an end even as you peel off his white shirt to reveal more of them. He shudders as the cold night breeze hits his skin, the red blush on his face deepening as he gazes at you to see just how hungrily you’re looking at him. You look like a beast, your eyes filled with passion..and lust… 

Your head goes down to kiss his neck and he gulps, his fingers making their way into your shirt where they grip it tightly as he mutters a quick, “We can’t do this” in hopes of trying to stop you. Deep down, he knows that he doesn’t want to stop you. He just needs to tell you that this is wrong… that you can’t do what you’re doing, and that these are dangerous games you’re playing. He needs to tell you to stop, all just to ease his consciousness which he knows would guilt him later if he didn’t do as little as tell you to stop this even once…

“Please stop.” His voice comes out pleadingly, but not in the way that he would have liked it to. It’s like he’s begging you to continue rather than put an end to things here. Your soft lips continue to press kisses against his neck, your tongue darting out to soothe one of the new love bites you’ve left on him, and he tries to suppress the whimper threatening to leave his lips as he feels himself already getting aroused by you, “We can’t do this..” he whispers as his head turns away from you, shame beginning to fill him because of how weak and pathetic he is, unable to resist even your smallest temptations.

You don’t grace him with a reply and take his face into your hands, your warm fingers pressing gently against his cheeks as you pull his head back to make him face you, quickly sealing his lips with yours to steal a sweet kiss when his eyes meet yours. Your sweet kiss quickly turns into a heated one as you devour his lips, swallowing all of his half-hearted protests and making his mind turn into a haze with nothing except you in clear sight within it.

He can’t think of her, he can’t think of anyone… his father, his mother, the kingdom. It’s all blurry in his head as you take his shaft out, your fingers beginning to work him slowly as you whisper sweet little nothings in his ear along with asking him if he misses you. He hates how he replies so eagerly, telling you he always misses you and how much he loves you. Is he so selfish that he can’t do what was right for the kingdom even once? Instead of his fiance touching him right now which would unite his kingdom with hers, he allows only you to touch him like this and drive him insane.

---^^---

He drowns himself in the pleasure you give him, his mind going blank when he finishes on his hand while letting out a quiet moan as his cum shoots out and disgracefully covers his fingers. The sound of knocking echoes through the wooden door, breaking both the silence in the room and him out of the fantasy he had with you in his head. “Valerio, are you there? It’s time for the ceremony.” He hears his fiance’s smooth voice through the fancy wooden door,

“Ah, Just a minute! I’ll be right there!” He tells her as he scrambles to get tissues to clean the mess he just made on his hand.

He sighs dejected. He’s about to be wed to another, and yet all he can think of is you…again.

♡ Suitors ♡ · Silvio, Clavis Nokto and Luke. 🩷

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, slightly suggestive, Murder. Fluffy yanderes 16+ ☺️

Silvio

He hates the man from the moment he sees him. How dare he approach you? It was very fucking obvious that you were HIS woman. You were covered in HIS Jewellery, wearing HIS fancy collar. It was clear as day that you were Silvio Ricci's possession.

No one should be approaching you. Especially not that sneaky cunt of a nobleman who has a reputation of being a womanizer. After he sees the nobleman put his hand on your waist, Silvio snaps and is by your side in a split second, his hands grabbing the guy so hard that his rings leave imprints on his skin. He shoves him away from you, and you take Silvio’s hand to immediately calm him down. You just know that Silvio will turn this into a fight if you don’t. Silvio huffs, still very fucking annoyed by the nobleman as nobleman dismisses himself, coming up with an excuse to leave, and apologizing profusely as he does so.

When he leaves, you pull Silvio in for a hug, Telling your sweet boy how happy you are of the progress he’s made, and how he didn’t do something like dumping the man in the sea. Silvio nestles his head into the crook of your neck and listens to you, feeling somewhat content with your praise as you give him your affection.

He’s still beyond jealous. How could a scummy little nobleman touch you? Especially when he knows that you belong to Silvio. HIs mere audacity was enough to land him dead in the sea behind the palace. If it weren’t for you, Silvio would have the man tied and then drowned. It’s only because of your kindness and your ability to deal with his yandere tendencies that he got away… That doesn’t fully mean that he gets off the hook though. Silvio is hateful, Very hateful and possessive. He’ll make sure that the man’s business turns into a living hell. May that be a lesson to the scummy nobleman never touch you again.

Oh, But Silivo’s jealousy will get toned down after you give him some kisses! Just don’t surprise him, and make sure that you give him a warning before you smooch him. You don’t want his face to turn the same color as a tomato’s while there are still other people around.

Or do you?

Clavis

“………”

A very long moment of silence, and cue to Clavis looking at the man with murderous intent. Ooh, what will he do to that man? He’ll dig a pitfall so deep for him, that he can fall in and possibly break a leg. He’ll fill it with poison ivy so that he gets problems with his respiratory system, and–

You notice your lover’s salty frown from across the room, then immediately know what’s up. You dismiss yourself and walk over to Clavis, enveloping your lover in your arms to hold him close. Clavis pouts, but hugs you in return before resting his cheek on your shoulder. “All he did was greet me. Clavis.” You tell him while snuggling against his chest.“

Clavis somewhat calms down, For now… And it’s only because you look so cute when snuggling against him. Still, In his head he schemes what he’ll do with the man late at night, before he returns home to you. He knows who the man is, and he knows how infatuated the man is with you.

That’s why he’ll deal with the matter later.

Now, Is it wrong, or is it right? Taking a person’s life just because they touched something that’s his? Was it immoral to be protective of what you hold dearest to you? Was it okay to stab someone, and then watch as the blood gushes out of them?

Clavis watches the blood seep out of the nobleman’s wound, and although he knows that he should feel guilt he feels nothing. In his eyes, he simply did what was right. The man shouldn’t have touched you. He shouldn’t have tried getting close to you, and it was his own damn fault that he was dead. Clavis kicks his body off of the cliff and watches as it plunges into the depths of a thick fog. The cold night air chills his skin, and the coppery smell of blood still lingers in the air. Letting out a resigned sigh, He decides to finally go back home to you. You’ll surely be waiting for him in bed, and he can’t wait to shower you in his hugs.

He’ll never hold another ball in his territory though.

Nokto

Oh. He’s mad alright.

He hates the man from the bottom of his heart. How could a disgusting insect like him kiss the back of YOUR hand? Nokto appears behind you and makes a show out of pulling you close to him by your waist, and then kissing your neck to show off that you’re his. Jealousy easily bubbles up within him when another man does as little as look at you. You are beautiful. Gorgeous, clad in one of the nicest looking dresses which he picked out for you. Other men getting to look at you was bad enough, But, having the audacity to touch you was foul. His display of affection, of course, makes the guy who kissed you leave awkwardly.

Nokto watches in annoyance as the man leaves, and then he pouts, looking like an annoyed little fox. He takes your arm to lead you toward the rose garden.

“Don’t go seducing other guys besides me now.” He teases you, trying to sound as unaffected as possible while you leave the ballroom together. But of course, you can see right through his facade.

In the garden, his lips are all over your body. His hands roam over your skin, and he sucks and kisses every inch of your chest. He loves you. He loves you so much, Your body, mind and soul. You’re perfect, and he adores you. So, don’t leave him no matter what, and don’t look at any other man. He’ll love you sweetly, and he’ll hold you even closer until his jealousy melts away… His jealousy of course, quickly dissipates when you cup his cheeks and kiss him. Your sweet words of reassurance make his heart melt, and he sighs in bliss as he rests his head onto your shoulder.

You coddle him all evening long, giving him your undivided attention and sweet affection. Needless to say, This wild fox is tamed and cuddly on your lap, absorbing all of the love that he can like a sponge.

Luke

Your protective boyfriend doesn’t leave you alone. That’s why, It comes as a surprise to both of you when a rather audacious man starts hitting on you right in front of him. You chuckle, clearly not fazed by the man’s flirty demeanor, and obviously finding him rather ridiculous. Luke, on the other hand, just watches as you reject his advances and laugh at him. You don’t waste any time entertaining the man, and simply hug your boyfriend closer. He wraps a protective arm around you, and shoots a piercing glare at the man so that he finally leaves.

Once left alone, you go back to munching on your honey’d snacks, and enjoying the theatre’s play. You have a nice day with Luke and forget all about the man from earlier,  

Luke on the other hand hasn’t. He knows that the man who followed you to the theatre was a nobleman who was deeply in love with you, and thinking about how the guy must have been stalking you to get here was insufferable. He decides to take things in his own hands that evening so that the nobleman wouldn’t stalk you again. He waits for the man to appear behind a bar before grabbing him by the collar of his neck and slamming him against the building. Before he knows it, He strangles the nobleman to death– and then looking down at his hands, he feels guilty. 

He let his obsession get the better of him, and allowed his impulsive decision to take control of him.

Luke comes home looking like a kicked puppy and confesses what has happened, expecting you to immediately berate him for what he did… But you don’t. He’s surprised when you sigh in exasperation but still comfort him, and tell him everything will be okay. You snuggle against your gentle giant and pet his head until he feels better, and his heart flutters when you run your fingers through his hair. Even after finding out about something like that, you were still so king. Even though he killed someone, you didn’t look at him like he was a murderer. 

You still looked at him like he was your lover.

Luke hugs you tightly, then he kisses your forehead to thank you for not hating him. <3

@ala-rossi

Based on THIS Rio fic 🩷

Whew, this ended up becoming way longer than I intended it to be...😭

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere!Rio’s Misandry and manipulation, kidnapping + drugging. 15+ Not proofread.

“Okay, look. Listen to me.” He tells her while taking her cheeks into his large hands, and holding her face. “There is someone dangerous outside, and we need to be quiet.” His explanation confuses her, and she whispers in question, “Who is it?”

Satisfied with her calm response, he gently lets her face go. Then, he looks back at the door. “I’m not too sure.” He answers. She quirk a brow up at him, Wondering to herself if Rio was now a crazed lunatic or being genuine. 

Could he be telling the truth? Would there be any reason for him to tell her the truth? 

She asks herself what benefit there may be for him. There is honestly no benefit for him to be honest with her, He’s probably lying to keep her quiet. Maybe, he figured that if he lured her into thinking that there was someone dangerous outside she wouldn’t scream for help. 

She's never seen him like this, and she was afraid. For the first time in her life, she was afraid of HIM.  She was tied up. Her arms and legs were bound by thick ropes that were meant to prevent her from escaping. “Anyway, it’s alright, MC. Just be quiet.” He strokes her cheek with his gloved hand as if to comfort her, “I’ll take care of you now, and I’ll make sure that you never feel unsafe again!” His words scare her, and she tries to resist the urge to scream when he kisses her cheek. 

“Rio, please…” Her skin crawls when he kisses her. Despite that, he doesn’t look too bothered as he asks her, “Please what?”

“Please let me go!” She begs him.

He stares at her blankly, his poker face remaining completely neutral even when he sees the tears in her frightened eyes glistening. “Please don’t look so afraid.” He tries to calm her down, “I’ll untie you in a minute.” 

“Rio! Please just untie me already.” She musters a weak glare at him, trying to blink back her tears. “Why are you even doing this?”,  “Why?” He echoes, looking utterly confused by her question. “Because I love you.” He states simply. “You don’t love me! If you did, then you wouldn’t grope me while I sleep. You wouldn’t kidnap me either!” She retorts. 

Rio visibly grimaces, his hands tightening into fists for a moment as he considers her words. “Everything I’ve ever done was out of love.” He answers sharply before gagging her by tying a cloth around her head. “You tried reporting me to the police… But thankfully, they thought you were drunk because of how much you were slurring on your words.” He stands, and brushes off the dust left on his clothes by the crushed up pills he earlier drugged her with. As he gazes down at her he tells her, “I went through a lot of trouble to bring us here.” 

As tears run down her face, she closes her eyes shut, Hoping that this is all a nightmare she’ll wake up from.

…

A Camera?

Oh, how unfortunate! Did she not feel safe in the palace? Of course she didn't. She was surrounded by men. Men were disgusting, vile creatures. He knew just how terrible they can be, and just how much they must have scared her… Especially those Rhodolite princes. Rio's prejudice against his own kind astounds her, as well as his blatant misandry. How can he continue to rant and say such vile things about men? Seeing how deep his hatred ran made her uneasy…

And hearing Rio bash her friends, made her feel even worse. His manipulative tendencies were award winning… and even though she knows she shouldn’t listen to him, his words were slowly getting into her head. 

She snaps out of her thoughts when she hears Rio's voice, “We’ve been missing for so long that there are posters, as well as leaflets with our faces on them.” He says as he picks up the winter dress he bought her, and sets it down next to her before he brings his fingers behind her back to strip her. “At least, The police don’t think that I've kidnapped you or anything… I’m good friends with their chief. They surely think that something bad must have happened to us both.” The smile he flashes is so dazzling, so sickening. The fact that he was smiling innocently after kidnapping her and keeping her as a prisoner here was insane.

She doesn't know where she is either... She’s even lost track of time. 

All she knows is that there’s snow? So she’s no longer in rhodolite. What she doesn’t know however, Is that Rio has brought her to a far away country that shares borders with Achroite.

Rio strips her with a practiced hand, easily sliding her dress off of her before redressing her. She doesn’t fight against him, she knows better than to do so after countless tries, and he presses a chaste kiss to her forehead. “I’ll prepare dinner!” He says cheerily as he picks up her discarded clothing and heads towards the kitchen. 

Finally untied for the first time since being here, she gets up and walks over to the windows. She peers through the safety bars of the windows and feels a chill run down her spine as she observes the cold white snow. 

There was nothing but snow.

🩷 An: I think yandere Rio is like that one guy that everyone loves and respects, and so he would never be a suspect for anything bad.

Drugging the MC after she confronts him about touching him her like a creep is what I imagine he would do, because he doesn't want to 'hurt' her too much or do anything too forceful. The drugs would start taking place about half an hour after she sets out to go to the police in a carriage. Rio of course follows her and makes some excuses about her being drunk or something to the police officers since he's good friends with their boss. The police dismiss MC since they think she's spouting gibberish because of how she's slurring on her words. Oh, and they know she's good friends with Rio so she's safe with him. 💀

Poor MC y'all ✋😭