Menacing Charm

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As Y/N stood in shock, footsteps began to approach her from the darkness. A tall, dark silhouette emerged, and within it, shimmering orange-hazel eyes met hers as it steadily drew closer. Startled, Y/N took a step back, and the silhouette paused, blinking at her. Frightened, she exclaimed, "what do you want? Why have you been following me? Who are you?!" Her words echoed in the pouring rain as the silhouette continued to advance. Y?N was on the verge of running away when she heard a deep, husky voice call out, "WAIT!" She turned around and noticed an arm reaching out, partially visible through the silhouette. Adorned with golden bracelets and sharp nails, it belonged to the mysterious person or entity. Confused and scared, Y/N watched as the man slowly stepped forward from the shadows. She gazed upon his towering stature, his body seemingly sculpted by the gods. His face was both gentle and muscular, with captivating orangeish-hazel eyes that bewitched her as if she were under a spell. Mesmerized, her gaze traveled from his golden locks cascading over his broad shoulders down to his well-built, muscular arms, chiseled chest, and abs. Overwhelmed and flustered, Y/N turned away, embarrassed. "You like what you see?" he inquired with a grin on his face. "No, I do not! And Who... who are you?! You haven't answered my questions! What do you want from me ?!" she replied, still looking elsewhere. Suddenly, a deep, soft voice whispered smoothly next to her ear, "I can be your hero... or I can be your calamity." His words sent a shiver down Y/N's spine as he lightly trailed his fingers up her arm, his nails grazing her skin. She could feel his warmth emanating from his body behind her, and his soft breath brushed against her cheek. Y/N turned around, but he had vanished, replaced by rustling sounds from the surrounding trees. "Who are you exactly? And what do you want from me?" she asked, glancing all around. 

"You really wanna know who I am?" his voiced echoed from different directions, as if he were moving all around her. "Yes" she replied, her confusion evident. "As you wish, My..." Before he could finish his sentence, a branch crackled from above. "WRRYYYYYYY!" the man screamed as he fell right in front of her, quickly up and attempting to act nonchalant. "OMG, are you okay?!" she responded, shocked. "Tis but a scratch," he replied, clearing his throat. Then, he locked his gaze with hers and said, "My name is Dio. It is a pleasure to finally meet you." He gentlycaressed her cheek, his smile captivating as he looked down at her. Y/N became increasingly entranced but the man standing before her, sensing the tension building between them. As they locked eyes, Y/N slowly reached into her pocket, attempting to grab anything to help defend herself. Hastily, she raised her hand, holding her breath spray in front of Dio's face. But as she began to spray, only a tiny mist emerged from the bottle. Dio smacked his lips and smirked, saying, "Mmmm, is that mint I taste?" Y/N blushed, taken aback. "What?" she replied, confused, looking at the bottle. "Ah shit," she muttered. Dio crossed his arms and responded, "Such vulgar language coming from such a delicate flower like yourself. Hmm, I love it!" He widened his eyes, his smirk growing even bigger. With trembling delicacy, Y/N uttered, Please, don't come any closer!" As her vision started to blur, she could faintly hear Dio's voice murmuring, "Not again," echoing in the background. Gradually, everything faded into an abyss of pitch-black darkness.






Y/N was awakened by gentle kisses From Buttons, causing her to sit up in a state of confusion. Thoughts raced through her mind, "What just happened? Was it all a dream?" With her vision still blurry, she tried to focus Buttons, but the sound of the tea kettle's whistle interrupted her . As she strained to make sense of the situation, she heard heavy footsteps approaching her bedroom. Dio entered, carrying a tray with two cups of tea. "My apologies, darling. I wasn't sure which tea you preferred, so I made Earl Grey," Dio spoke softly as he placed the tray on her nightstand and handed Y/N a cup of tea. Petrified, her gaze fixated on the cup before her. Dio noticed her hesitation and gently reassured her, "It's Dio. You can trust me." Y/N summoned the courage to look up Dio, and as there eyes met, she found solace in his comforting gaze. Unexpectedly, Buttons nudged Dio's leg, seeking attention. Dio obliged, bending down to pet Buttons while wearing Y/N's flour-covered apron. Y/N couldn't help but giggle at the sight. "Who are you, Anyway?" she asked, glancing down at Dio's peculiar elf-like shoes. Dio, still petting Buttons, replied with a playfully smirk, "I am the almighty Dio." Y/N blushed and said "I thought you were calamity?" Her remark caught Dio off guard and made him smirk back at her as his eyes turned a deep red.  "I can be...If you would like " he responded as he got closer to Y/N not taking his eyes of her. Y/N's face turned red, and looked at Dio and replied "No that's ok!." Dio ceased his laughter and got closer to Y/N, gazing into her eyes with passion and intensity, as if trying to decipher the depths of her soul. In that fleeting moment, Dio vanished, as if he had vanished into thin air. "What the.." Y/N muttered in disbelief, but then she heard his voice, a gentle whisper in her ear, saying, "Till we meet again, My Dove." Startled, Y/N turned towards the nightstand where she had heard his voice, only to find a single rose resting there. She reached out to take it, inhaling its natural fragrance, which sparked thoughts of Dio and her desire to unravel the enigma of his identity. The thought of him consumed her mind, leaving her unanswered questions. Still perplexed by the presence of a stranger in her home, she nibbled on the cookies he had left for her in the kitchen, contemplating the puzzle he had left behind

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