Hey!＼（＾∀＾）ノthere, reader! Just a heads-up,
English isn't my first language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes. But honestly, I don't care much about it.(❛‿˂̵✧)
This is a slow-burn romance novel involving dimension travel. If you're not int...
Doflamingo lounged in his chair, a glass of fine wine in hand. The night was calm, but his mind was always at work. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and one of his subordinates entered, bowing respectfully.
"Young Master, there's something you need to know," the subordinate began, his voice trembling slightly.
Doflamingo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Speak."
"It's about the new girl at the bar... the one you've been keeping an eye on," the subordinate continued. "We witnessed something unusual. She... she teleported herself and another person from an alley to the beach."
Doflamingo's interest was piqued. He leaned forward, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "Teleported, you say? Fascinating. Sounds like the ability of a devil fruit user."
"Yes, Young Master. It's an incredibly rare power," the subordinate affirmed, still nervous under Doflamingo's piercing gaze.
Doflamingo's mind raced with possibilities. A devil fruit power like that could be immensely valuable, both for his own use and to strengthen his crew. He chuckled darkly, the sound echoing through the room. "Fufufufu... This could be interesting."
He rose from his seat, his tall, imposing figure casting a long shadow. "If she truly possesses such a power, she could be a valuable asset. Or a dangerous enemy."
"Shall we send someone to capture her, Young Master?" the subordinate asked cautiously.
Doflamingo shook his head, smirking. "No, I'll handle this personally. It's been a while since I've had a challenge. Besides, I want to see her up close."
With a final, menacing laugh, he dismissed the subordinate and prepared to leave. As he stepped out into the night, he couldn't help but anticipate the encounter. The thrill of the hunt, the promise of power—it all stirred something primal within him.
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The bar was quiet now, the patrons long gone, and the streets of Dressrosa were eerily still. Doflamingo swing confidently unwavering in the sky of dressrosa. He reached the window where he had spotted those beautiful eyes earlier and knocked sharply, the sound breaking the silence.
Inside, Nyx awoke, and sat her senses immediately alert. Her eyes approached the window cautiously, only to find herself face-to-face with Donquixote Doflamingo.
For a moment, their eyes locked. Doflamingo took in her appearance, truly seeing her up close for the first time. Her glassy eyes, a mesmerizing mix of bright sky blue like the ocean with a touch of amber like sunlight, reminded him of sunlight falling on clear ocean —captivating and almost otherworldly. Her silky white hair framed her face, falling gracefully over her shoulders. Despite the suddenness of the encounter, her expression remained calm, her poker face betraying no emotion.
doflamingo expected fear hesitation perhaps shock but there she was looking at him with the coldness
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"Well, well," Doflamingo drawled, his voice smooth yet tinged with amusement. "You're not what I expected, Nyx. Cold as ice, aren't you?"
Nyx remained silent, her expression unreadable.
Doflamingo stepped closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "You've caught my interest, Nyx. Let's see if you can keep it."
Without warning, Doflamingo's disguised men burst into the bar, surrounding Nyx and Leo. They moved with practiced precision, closing off any escape routes. Nyx didn't flinch, her demeanor unchanged despite the sudden intrusion.
"What's this, Captain?"Jersey voice rang out, (his subordinate) entering behind his men. "You didn't mention we were bringing guests."
Doflamingo chuckled, his laugh echoing through the bar like a chilling melody. "Just a little surprise, Joker. Nyx, my dear, I hope you don't mind accompanying me for a private chat."
Leo moved to intervene, but a sharp look from Nyx stopped him in his tracks. She knew resistance was futile against Doflamingo's men, especially in their outnumbered state.
"I suppose I have no choice," Nyx replied calmly, her voice steady despite the circumstances.
"Smart choice," Doflamingo grinned, his eyes glittering behind his sunglasses. "Men, bring her. Gently, though—I'd hate to damage such a delicate flower."
As Nyx was escorted out of the bar, Doflamingo lingered for a moment, his gaze lingering on Leo. "Oh, and Leo, u toy behave yourself. Nyx and I have much to discuss."
With that, they vanished into the night, leaving behind an silence in the bar.
