░▐ ‵‵✡↪ ᒥ DANIELLA ᒣ ↙↙ ▁▁▪▪ COMPLETE╎♥╎

Finally, at long last! The Azoth was hers. She slowly arose with bloodied hands, as a soft, wicked laugh escaped past violet lips, now pulled into a delightful smile.

There, before her, laid the form of Fiona Belli, with her womb ripped right open. Daniella had made sure to make short work of the poor girl, and now, she held the stone in the base of her palm, while admiring it in the dim lighting of the bathroom window. The tiles below were stained with crimson blotches covering the glass shards that lay in pieces by her feet.

Now, not even that stupid mutt of hers, Hewie, will be able to save her. Not when she caught that precious princess of his and snatched away the essence of life she so rightfully deserved. For the first time in her life as a man-made human, Daniella could truly feel bliss. And for the first time in her life, there would be some meaning to be had in this imperfect body of hers... the body that could not taste, sense pleasure or feel pain.

Though she was aware her master would become angered at the discovery of finding Fiona's body in the tub, none of that mattered to Daniella. All that misery and despair... will come to an end, and there would be a future for her, instead of a fate where she was cursed to spend the rest of her life as Lorenzo's lowly maid back in the castle grounds, where it had been made very clear that she wasn't needed by anyone.

She turned, before momentarily ceasing in her tracks to utter out the same sentence she yearned to say for so long, and her mouth allowed the beautiful truth to finally escape past her lips at last.

"I am... complete."

[Name] had his eyes set out on her ever since day one, when he so happened to come across her in a cabaret pub, where she happened to serve as the most beautiful hostess there. Everything about Daniella captivated him... including her fine beauty and grace.

But for some reason [Name] couldn't explain, the woman was always surrounded by a haunting intrigue. Not much was known about her - though, at the very same time, he found himself being drawn to the alluring hostess, regardless.

After an exhausting day at work, he would usually come by alone, if not accompanied by some friends. As Daniella happened to fill each glass with champagne, [Name]'s eyes would usually become intoxicated with the mere sight of her, and his heart only seemed to race inside his chest, the moment Daniella turned around to regard his drunken appearance with a pleasantly amused expression on her face.

"Please come again, sir."

It was only after he left, that she would bow respectfully towards his back. And every time, [Name] had this thought inside of his mind; as long as he could see her, then nothing else mattered to him.

"Y-Yeah! I will!"

[Name] ceased in his tracks to momentarily bid her goodbye, before staggering out into the middle of the night. He often dreamed about her in his sleep, that it eventually became so unbearable.

One day, he resolved in taking that extra step... to make Daniella his once and for all. Tonight, the fact he wasn't anything but a customer would all change.

Tightening the tie on his suit with a slight gulp, [Name] entered into the double doors of the cabaret pub... only to be met with a sight that made his [e/c] eyes widen.

"Hey, girly... why don't you come with us for some fun, instead of staying in this boring, old place?"

A man leered, while grasping hold of Daniella's wrist.

"Forgive me, but I am not permitted to leave just yet; I still have one more customer to serve, so I'm afraid I'll have to refuse your order. Kindly let go at once."

Despite Daniella's voice being reasonably nonchalant, [Name] could tell that she was growing upset. Meanwhile, the others around him all snickered in unison, as the onlookers began to gaze on with fear.

"H-Hey, get your dirty hands off her!"

Before he could stop himself, [Name]'s voice suddenly betrayed him. Daniella then peered out in surprise, as the man soon released his hold to wear a scowl on his face.

"Haaaah? And who are you to boss me around?"

[Name]'s body was telling him to shrink back in fear, but nevertheless though, he stood his ground, and took one beating after another. The spectators all gasped, with every push, shove and punch the two exchanged, throughout the entire brawl, accompanied by the occasional cat callings from his other friends.

"Yeah, you show him, Damien!"

Gritting his teeth, [Name] peered out towards his dear, lovely Daniella... with the utmost confusion etched onto her features. Before long, he was pitted against the ground.

"Oof!"

[Name]'s eyelids then shut across the grimy floors, and upon bracing himself for the next assault, his ears were met instead with the sound of Damien's scream, along with the shattering of glass.

"You bitch! What the fuck?!"

Blinking, [Name] sat up just in time to see Daniella brandishing a broken champagne bottle, as the man cradled his arms around his head.

"This is for sir [Name]."

With rivulets of blood streaming down his face, Damien quickly stood to his feet and roared in outrage. At that point on, [Name] wasted no time in hurrying off to grab Daniella's hand and get the hell out of there. Within a matter of seconds, they fled off into the night, with the woman nearly slipping behind him at first.

Once they were finally a distance away and had enough time to catch their breath, Daniella chose to speak.

"Why... did you choose to defend me, sir [Name]?" she questioned.

"Isn't it obvious? It's not right for other guys to gang up on a defenseless woman! Besides, after what you did to save me, I... I couldn't let that jerk get to you!"

Sure enough, they stopped right in front of [Name]'s two story apartment, while Daniella proceeded to blink up at him.

"So you fancy me then?"

That obvious inclination made a light shade of pink dust across his [s/c] cheeks.

"M-Maybe..." [Name] muttered, upon trying to conceal his embarrassment, only to fail. "OK, so I really do like you! B-But you probably don't feel the same way for me, right?" he stammered.

"I see." The whole time, Daniella looked rather thoughtful. "I'm not exactly certain on how I feel, but... I do know that I was looking forward to your return. I had been waiting for you all this time. It was a feeling akin to... longing."

At the sound of those words, a wide grin started tugging at the corner of [Name]'s lips. The woman of his dreams did return his feelings! She just did not know it yet.

"Then that means you must like me too!"

"Perhaps."

Upon barely able to restrain himself, [Name] tugged her along. "It's already dark out, so you better stay with me for the night!" he proclaimed cheerfully.

"Yes, if that's what you so wish, sir [Name]." For once, Daniella had a genuine smile on her face.