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Almost the only fanfiction of this ship (on Wattpad) Contains: Stanley x Mariella

this was originally ironic and now we dont know what it is. dont take it seriously Dio was very good at a lot of things. He had a law degree. He was a star rugby player. But there was one thing he couldn't do, one thing that escaped him no matter how hard he tried. For the life of him (of which he had a lot-he was immortal) Dio Brando could not kill Jonathan Joestar. No matter what he did, no matter how many punches he threw, no matter how many dogs he killed, the bastard wouldn't die. However, the more he thought of it, the more Dio realized he didn't have to kill JoJo. The mortal did have a weakness: in fact, he had exploited it before. Jonathan Joestar cared for his friends more deeply than any man Dio had ever met. It churned his stomach sometimes at the lengths he would go to to keep his mortals safe. But rip these bonds away and JoJo would implode. Dio had done it with Erina, and it had worked beautifully: now, however, JoJo seems to have grown even closer (Dio thought it not possible) to Robert E. O. Speedwagon. All he had to do was take Speedwagon away from him, and JoJo would practically kill himself. But how? Dio knew his assets, knew how he could make people tick. And, well, with his hunch about that damn pair, he thought good ol' seduction might do the trick.

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