Why Does Dio Hate The Joestars Novels & Stories

She muttered. Dio raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Messed up? Come on, my dear, you're not 'messed up.' You're just a real-life character in a complicated romance story, trapped between the CEO brothers. Too bad real life doesn't always have a sweet ending like those romance books." Dio said, "You're pregnant with Jean's baby while engaged to his brother, Gilbert. You're already considering... a rather permanent solution... abortion... and you're feeling guilty about it? That's your real struggle?"

Anwen replied to Trish. “I’m not jealous. And I don’t like kids.” “You think I like an old man like you? I don’t like the old man either.” “...” “Don’t look at me like that. Let’s forget about this first and focus on the problem in front of your eyes. I’m worried about Sister Ody. Dario’s affection for Sister Rose and Sister Ody is biased. He adores Sister Rose more. I’m worried that Dario has an evil plan against Sister Ody because of Aathreya.”

she stomped her foot and turned to walk out of the restroom, ignoring all the gazes being thrown her way. Diablo was a tidbit surprised by her attitude, she looked so afraid when he saw her just now and now she is stomping out to the battle ground in anger, where did she suddenly get the courage to do so? He sighed and went after her, if there was one thing he didn’t want to experience was to lose her again and have to find her.

Having no choice, he carried me upstairs, rambling, "Hell, I told Lysandro long ago that he should just buy you a house and cook up a storm for you. But now you've passed out from putting up a hunger strike—what am I going to tell him? It isn't my fault. I already told him what he should be doing…" I bore with the geezer's rambling while taking in the world around me in curiosity. Everything seemed so cold—Lysandro's cold nature simply drowned out these machine-like people who all had their opinions on things. Putting me on the bed in a very spacious room, Dio was still grumbling as he called the family doctor. "Yes, Tiff, you need to get here soon. No, it's not yet another casualty… Hmm, I

“I’m sorry.” “Don’t be. I’m glad he knew her love.” “He never told her that he loved her in return.” “Mr. Luciano,” Contessa interjected, “is a man of few words.” I squeezed Jasmine’s hand. “I bet your sister knew how he felt.” “The thing was,” Jasmine said, “Josie’s perception of Dario wasn’t a contradiction to who he was when he wasn’t home. My sister told me that sometimes he had difficult decisions—life-and-death decisions. Yet, somehow, Josie showed me that it was all right to see the two different men and love them both.”

“That won’t happen. You’re Dario’s family. That makes you part of our family. Right now, he’s disappointed, and there’s Salvatore and Carmine.” “They hate me.” “From what I’ve learned, they didn’t care for Josie, and you’re part of her. The fact you’re a reason for a rift with the cartel…they’ll try to take advantage of it.” “How?” “Cause problems with the capos on the street. Make Dario look weak for not being able to handle you or soft for watching over you.” Cradling my head, I put my elbows on my knees and closed my eyes. Each phrase she said was true. I never thought by leaving with Rei and Em I would make Dario look weak. I turned to Catalina. “It was just supposed to be a few hours.”

“Please don’t create any more trouble for me, my lady.” “I heard you’re a noble?” “I’m not.” Dio continued his training but he shifted the difficulty to a lower level. He couldn’t afford to have an accident with a young noble near him. “You hate them?” “I don’t.” Amery chuckled. “Then why?” “Do I need to have a reason not to be a noble?” Dio’s tone became sharp. His emotions was showed before he could even realize it. “I guess not. But I’m sure you have a reason why you kept on denying it.”

Softly, I added, "Give it up, Dante. I'm not going back. Please respect my choice." Dante and Dario watched how we were protective of each other. Their hearts broke, but they were powerless to fight back. Dario clenched his fists, his eyes filled with pain and resentment. "Julia, do you really hate us that much?" I shook my head, my tone cold. "I don't hate you. I just don't need you anymore."

My head clears, and the hatred is back, yet I know that my resentment will become weaker the longer I stay around Dior. I rise from the grass. "Great, you're finally you again." "My head hurts..." Dior complains. "And excuse me but, how the hell did I get here?" "You changed into some beast-like creature, then the Summerburst clan came—turns out June is a psychopath intent on kidnapping or murdering me. Yet somehow, we won the fight." Dior stares at me like I've grown two heads, but then his lips slide into a smile. I hate how charming I find him and force my eyes to lock on a nearby tree, not the naked man on the ground.

I felt the happiest that I have ever felt in my life but in true Dario fashion, he had to ruin that happiness. Dario insisted that he wanted Hailey for himself. For the first time since I became his beta, I opposed him. I was determined to fight for Hailey. She made me happy. She filled up that sad hollow void that I had had since I was a boy, I was willing to die for her. This made Dario want her more. He has a sad habit of wanting what other people have. The more you cling on to it, the more he wants it. I was not going to give Hailey up. I got beaten up by his guards when I attempted to beat him up for making a dirty joke with Hailey's name in it.