Diabolo, after another drug distribution, returned to his mansion hidden from the world, he wanted no one to find out where he lived, he hated that someone knew some information about him, and if someone really found out about everything, he would just kill this man with a cruel death, and would not even spare, he was too Vindictive.

Back at the mansion, Diavolo took off his coat and pulled off his hat, letting down his long pink hair with various spots, he frowned, he was angry and annoyed, his partner Squalo really annoyed him, and after working with him he was shaking with anger, therefore, he decided to repay the anger on his slave.

Diavolo entered the room, quickly running his gaze around the room, he saw how she was tidying things, he knew that she was not to blame for anything, but he did not care, he immediately went up to her, grabbed her by the neck and pulled her to him, but he did not hurt her, he just looked He glared at her, his fangs bared, and he forced her to open her mouth and spit right down her throat.

"That's it, swallow your master's spit, come on, my slave, I order you!" Diavolo barked loudly, and then smiled broadly with all his fangs, grabbing her wrist, he spun her around, holding her tightly by the waist, he was gorgeous and handsome, and he knew exactly how to turn a lady's head and conquer a lady's heart.