The Mafias Grande Amore (Diavolo x Reader)

Emperor's Empress

The very next day you wake up early between Risotto and Prosciutto who have you sandwiched in between. Risotto didn't want to let you go so Prosciutto had to pull you out of Risottos arms so he can get you showered up and ready. "Risotto! Wake up and help her get ready while I make breakfast!" Prosciutto takes hold of Risottos leg yanking him out of the bed and you hear Risottos body slam on the floor while you sink down deeper into the tub.

Risotto comes in yawning stripping off to join you. "Turn around brat." He says tiredly and he starts scrubbing your back.

After being fed and listening to Formaggio fight Ghiaccio, Melone pulled you away from the living room and into the small guest's room. "Let's teach you some creative words shall we?"

Melone sits you down and he pulls out a chair sitting on it. "Let's say someone calls you a bitch what are you going to tell them?"

"Uhm. Okay, this escalated quickly. But I guess I would try to find out why they would call me that. What I did to make them hate me." You answer innocently and Melone rubes his forehead realizing this is going to be a long session.

"Look baby momma when you can't fight your wars use your words. At times verbal attacks can break down the enemy. So let's be creative. If I called you a bitch you come back 25x stronger. Even if you have to make an entire river of words. For instance. I call you bitch now you can make the river."

Melon clears his throat before his eyes pop out with pure rage and sanity.

"Who you callin a bitch you noodle dick piece of shit! Out of the entire fucking population of shit fuckers I've met you are the worst one who decided to evolve and walk among us! Fucking calling me a bitch! I ain't your fucking mother from last night whose first named started with whore and ended in slut! Your middle name takes up the honor of being bitch because I made her earn that fucking badge you shitty masticated piece of shit!"

Melone sits back down pulling his hair behind his ear leaving you stunned. "Uhm...okay ..." you says timidly.

"Now. Let's start off with small creative words. Shit fuck. Ass wipe. Saggy titts. Son of a whore. Daughter of a puffed out hippo. Puss-ai  ass mother fucker."

With every foul word that came out of Melon you repeated and he would teach you on how to properly use them in a sentence.

"Now whenever you hear us arguing pay close attention on how we attack each other verbally." Melone walks beside you back to the living room as you have your head down remembering everything. "Okay. I will."

Looking up you see Diavolo and an entire lesson of bad words flew out of your mind and loving excitement filled your mind with love. Running up to him with your arms open you scream out. "D-" and stop yourself seeing his eyes widen in fear of you calling out his name. "Daddy!" You finish it and he catches you in his arms.

"Come stai amore mio?" He asks how you are doing and you cuddle close to him melting into his warm embrace.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry that I made you stop your work and come over. I just thought I should tell you." His thumb slides on your bottom lip. "Nothing is more important than you." Diavolo looks over your shoulder seeing Risotto and Prosciutto facing each other but their eyes are watching you.

With a smirk Diavolo slides his hand into your hair and you look up to him feeling his soft lips slide against yours filling you with so much warmth. He pulls you in closer devouring your lips in front of Risotto and Prosciutto who grind their teeth but will not look away. They will not back down from Diavolos game.

Diavolo Is bothered by how these men dare not look away, there is no power among them anymore. They sense no fear toward him because they think they are free from the contract. Growling Diavolo lifts you up into his arms. Your cheeks are flushed and your eyes are closed feeling so light in his strong arms as he carries you away back into your room.