Living in the streets of England, you were a prostitute.
Like any prostitute, you didn't have or want a family.
Your heart was as cold as ice and it was as dark as the deepest pits of hell.
You had long auburn hair, you had eyes like a cat. You were a seductive little thing.
However, you couldn't imagine what would happen to you tonight.
As you walked down the street, you hummed a small tune to yourself.
You had just left your workplace and were now headed home.
You lived in a small apartment in one of the larger buildings.
You hated all that had to do with men and children.
A hateful cookie.
You wanted nothing to do with men, ironically, you worked to please them nonetheless.
However, you had a secret tactic that nobody could say was a lie.
You told the men you were pregnant around a week after sleeping with them.
You would of course lie and get large money from this.
However, you had to change your home often because of those lies as well.
On the other hand, you didn't mind. It was fun to mess with men and get away with it.
Especially the rich snobs.
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As you finally reached your current home, you heard a battle happening around.
You shrugged your shoulders and entered your home.
You instantly locked the door behind you.
Nobody would be killing or robbing you tonight.
You smirked as you took the money and hid it.
Without much thought, you locked all your money up.
Your newest victim would be the so-called Dio Joestar.
At least he had money.
Maybe he would pay extra to silence you.
With a smirk, you climbed up into your bedroom.
You planned to run to America or Europe.
It didn't matter where.
However, as soon as you sat down, you felt slightly dizzy.
You shrugged that off as well.
You were feeling sleepy too and you decided you would sleep for now.
At least until you would leave with all the money you had so far collected.
Besides what was the worst that could happen to you tonight?
You closed your eyes and relaxed.
In the not so comfortable bed, you slept.
In the meantime, outside was quite a ruckus.
A drunken young man fought against the two elder ones.
He, of course, was none other than Dio Brando.
With his victory over the two vampires, he decided to finally run home and claim his punishment.
However, he heard some sort of noise.
A light had flickered on inside an apartment.
He looked at the glowing light and he could hear a woman, something didn't seem right.
But he thought he shouldn't care.
So he went along.
He needed to return to his home.
The warm breeze blew against his bruised cheek.
He walked on his way.
Trying to calm his mind and rid it of negative thoughts.
He needed this plan to work.
Otherwise, he would be screwed and in jail.
Time passed.
Around 3 days.
You made your way to the Manor.
It stood grand with what seemed like a larger fence and all.
You smirked as you walked up to the front door.
You knocked onto the large door and the man that opened the door looked nothing like the Dio you had seen a week ago.
"Yes?" - he glared at you,
"Could I talk to Mr Dio Joestar?" - you asked, the man flinched and scoffed,
"Mr Joestar does not live here." - you tilted your head,
"Does Mr Brando live here?" - he raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want, peasant?" - you looked at him,
"I have secret information that you had impregnated a woman. I suppose you would pay anything to shut her up." - straight to the point.
"And what are you exactly implying? So what if I had impregnated a woman?" - he sneered as he glared.
You gulped,
"Your status would be ruined if they knew you slept with a prostitute." - you smirked, thinking you caught him in your trap.
However, his sneer disappeared when he took a closer look at you,
"I am not interested in whatever you want. If you are in fact pregnant, prove it."
He slammed the door in your face.
You frowned as you walked away from the manor.
You were going to show him.
You needed to somehow get the money or to somehow prove you were pregnant.
But how...
You decided that with the money you had right now you would pay a lab to find out for you.
Which was exactly what you did.
You sent a sample of your urine to a lab and paid a large fee.
However, this meant you would be able to prove your pregnancy.
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Somewhere after a week, your results came in.
And the answer scared you.
You decided not to open the letter until you showed it to Mr Brando.
You took a carriage and made your way over.
Running along with the letter in your hand, you kept a smile wide on your face.
Both nervous and happy you knew this would either make the man believe you, or it would make him believe you weren't pregnant at all.
You finally made it to the mansion and as you huffed, you knocked on the door. You waited for a few moments before Mr Brando appeared,
"What do you want?" - he asked, you offered him the letter,
"This is either the proof I am or am not pregnant." - you huffed as you opened it,
"Look." - you turned the letter towards him.
He read it and his eyes suddenly widened.
"Hmm." - he shredded the paper to pieces.
"HEY!" - you frowned as he slammed the door in your face.
You sighed as you felt the tears fall down your cheeks.
You slowly walked away, however, unlucky for him, you asked for two copies, in case of such a scenario.
With a smirk, you went to the nearest newspapers and told them your story.
A juicy story indeed and with the proof printed into the papers, you knew exactly what he would have to do to regain his dignity.
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Meanwhile, Dio was raging, the news about you and him was quite a scandal.
He sighed as he thought to himself,
"Maybe she is actually pregnant..." - he then sighed once more,
"She's a prostitute Brando. She's of no use to you." - he decided that he shall kill you, and though the suspicion would fall onto him, he knew just how to get rid of you once and for all...