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“Ne, Yui.”

A single tear slipped down Yui’s cheek. It landed on the table with a sound softer than the rain. diabolik-lovers

The air changed first—thickening with the scent of antique roses and copper. Then came the sound: the soft, deliberate click of a heel on the marble floor. She didn't need to look up. She knew the cadence of that walk. The predator’s patience. “Ne, Yui

He didn’t bite. Not yet. That was the worst part. He liked the waiting. The trembling. The way her breath hitched as he lowered his lips to her ear. diabolik-lovers