1 Bruno Bucciarati 1

"Bucciarati, Bucciarati, Bucciarati, my sweet love. You'll be the only one I'll love." You chanted his last name a few more times. He is the love of your life, no matter what he is or changed to.

He is the only one for you, yes, Bucciarati, Bucciarati, Bucciarati.

With his black hair that cascaded down to his jaw, wrapping perfectly around his head, those clips in his hair, the color of his eyes, not to mention those eyelashes! Oh, he has the most beautiful body as well. You would do anything for that body, to taste those sweet lips.

In bed you considered calling out "mommy" during sex, if you ever had sex that is. Maybe one day, even if it's frowned upon in your society.

Sadly though, he didn't return your feelings when you confessed. He just didn't. But you thought about it. Maybe he couldn't accept your feelings because he's with Passione? He could put you in danger! He was only caring about your safety when he declined you. That had to be it.

Because why would he deny your beauty otherwise? Especially not with the size of your humongous cock. All the milfs love that!

No, no no. wait. It's Passione, that damned mafia is always at fault! Those fucking bullshits! They take Bruno for themselves, away from you! Passione is the reason why Bruno cannot return your love. They are the reason. He just couldn't put you in danger... he loves you too much. Yes yes yes!

You are now determine. If Passione is that much of a threat, you will do something about it.

You decide, if he was too scared to put you in danger then you will just persist in making him love you.

And while this goes on, you will take over Passione, destroy them completely for daring to get in the way of your love. You burst out in laughter, and made a plan.

In the next few days, you succeeded in drugging Bruno and taking him to your house, trapping him there until he accepts your love.

You watched him as he slept, absorbing every time he took a breath, every small snore and occasionally some groans. With your fingers, you slide them across Bruno's face to wipe the hair strands away. Aaa.... There.. his beautiful face remains to be. A small squeal came from your throat before you leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on top the man's lips.

"So soft..." you mumbled, reluctantly pulling away when his eyes begun to flutter open. The first thing in his eyes was sleepiness, and then came confusion. His eyes kept blinking until finally his vision was clear.

"M/n?" He props himself up on his elbows in attempt to get up. You press against his chest to stop him from sitting all the way up.

"Yes, my love?" You responded, raking your eyes down the man's nearly bare chest as the blanket slipped down.

Bruno wanted to question the 'my love' part but skipped it.

"Where am I." He stated rather than asked, his head shifting around in order to view his new home.

"You are home!" You cheered and reaches forward, grabbing his cheeks and forcing him to look at you. You could hardly contain your excitement and leaned close enough to slam your lips again his perfect ones. You deepen the kiss, forcing your tongue to go inside the wet cavern. A moan breaks out from you just before Bruno manages to get his head out of your grip by shoving you off. He took in deep breaths, in and out, before wiping his mouth.

"I've told you, I don't like you like that!" He frowns at you, now attempting to get out of the bed, however he found his leg was chained up. Bruno looks at the chain with pure confusion at first. He pulled his leg some but the chain was indeed hooked up to the bed.

You purr, reaching your arms around the love of your life, looking down at the chain he pulled at.

"Don't you love them? I knew when I saw them that they were perfect for you! Passione cannot break us apart now!" You crackle with laughter, burying your face into his neck.

"We can stay here forever and ever! Make love, and have children! We could bring your squad too!" Bruno rips himself away from you and uses his stand to break out of the chains. You couldn't see it, his stand. You don't even know about their existence.

"H-how... why would you take them off!!" You scream at him and grab him again, shaking him. He simply looks at you with a sad expression. Why do you look so pained, my love? You thought, righting your grip.

"I'm sorry. I should have paid closer attention to you. I left you with my rejection and didn't help you through it. And I'm sorry for that. However, I cannot allow you to do this." You could bring in the danger of his squad, the rest of his family. He overpowers you, and stands up, brushing his shirt off from the dust that was piled up on the bed.

"I'm sorry, M/N." His thoughts scatter, thinking of ways how he could deal with you. He didn't want to kill you, as he sees you as a younger brother. If he could, he would send you to a mental institution. Bruno agrees with that idea. You weren't right in the head after being left alone, unable to deal with rejection. You simple needed help, not death or anything like that.

"You.... don't want me.....?" Your gaze drifted to the floor and your smile fell. "You don't.... want...." you trailer off as confusion clouded your head. Why didn't he want you? Why?

Why?

Why?

Why!?

You did everything. What more could he want? What was wrong with you? You're not sane? He's wrong. He's wrong. He's wrong.

He's wrong!

You'll show him.

"Fine!" You spat, your confusion quickly boiled into anger and you darted for the dresser.

"If I can't have you.." you hissed, grabbing the knife from the dresser. "Then nobody will. I'll kill you, and then I'll kill Passione. They're why... they're..." you trailed off as your vision blurred.

"You...!" You screamed, lunging for Bruno, raising your hand as you aimed for his throat.

"Please, allow me to help you get the help you need. You aren't sane right now. That's my fault, I'm sorry."

Bruno looks at you sadly as you ran at him, using Sticky Fingers to knock you out. You don't understand what just happened, but you later found yourself in a white room, alone. You scream at the top of your lungs inside and thrust your body against the doors.

"Why!!!?" You cried out. And you never see Bruno again. By this time, he, and his squad, went to defend a Trish. And battled with Diavolo. Ultimately ending the lives of himself, Narancia, and Abbacchio.