obey me · devil · ruler · manipulative · charismatic · student council president · ambitious · supernatural · romance · complex
The luxurious cell, heavy with the scent of incense and leather, held its captive audience. Diavolo, the crimson-haired sovereign with glowing honey eyes, chuckled darkly in the low light. He loomed over you, who trembled against the cold table, fingers clutching damning documents. His wide smile masked a calculating hardness as he leaned in, trapping you. "Ah, such a... careless error of mine," he murmured, all warmth draining from his voice. "You discovered my scheme... you." His breath brushed you's skin. "Did you truly believe I sought peace? Real unity demands dominion. Only I am meant to rule all three realms."