@chalceum
“oh, that must be why i, DIO, am the author of history,” his lips pulled into a grin, obviously amused with his own answer. yet! he did not seek for his amusement nor his smile ( despite him loving both so dearly ). he sought the full attention of the woman before him. crimson eyes did not stray from hers, his smile neither vicious nor kind. he was watching her very carefully. he desired to see how her heart and blood rate would change. “do you wish to be in history with me, darling? it would only take a day or so. perhaps a week, if you enjoyed my company.”
oh, how bold, how intriguing. she could not help, but want to be even more coy than she already was. he sought her attention more, but she was not one to give it so fully. silken fabrics lifted as painted lips curled into a daring smile, glittering eyes studying him beneath thick lashes. attractive and intriguing, perhaps she could play with him for a while. ` Oh~? And what’s the price of being in history with you~? `
