Diabolik Lovers 3rd Season Novels & Stories

His hand slid up to Dewangga’s neck, gripping it with just enough force to dominate—but not to choke. “You need to understand one thing. You no longer have a place by Vivian’s side. You’re part of my sin now. You are my ally, my possession, and my secret lover. If you try to run or speak to Vivian, it won’t just be your career that’s destroyed—I’ll make sure she knows it was her own husband who deliberately pressed that sabotage button. Do you think she’d forgive you?” Dewangga closed his eyes. Tears streamed down his face. He realized the bitter truth: Davian had built a prison without bars—and Dewangga himself had locked the door from the inside.

"Besides, someone might hear you. It's a shame it might get to Diego." "Chill, girl! That's just a theory." "So? All right, continue with your 'what if'." "Okay!" Stephen sighed and then propped both elbows on the table and lowered himself. "What if Diego pursues you? What about Third?" Shen's eyes narrowed at what her friend said. Then she didn't know whether to laugh or be irritated with him. "What kind of theory is that? And you're now mentioning someone who's not here." "That's why it's called a theory!" Stephen snapped. "You know what, sometimes you're really useless to talk to. But in fairness it looks like Third's gifts will be coming again." He even giggled while opening the chocolat