The Anamoly: Final

Warning: Slight R-18. 

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"Uhmm Master Victor, you shouldn't drink too much. It's bad for your health." Baccarat, the red-haired beauty said shyly to break the silence. 

Victor Moriarty turned his gaze towards Baccarat, a playful glint in his eyes as he raised an eyebrow in response to her concern. The soft glow of moonlight reflected off his sharp features, emphasizing the charismatic aura that surrounded him.

"Do I look drunk Miss Baccarat?" Victor replied with a charming smile, taking another sip of his wine.

Baccarat blushed slightly, her shy demeanor contrasting with her usual confidence. " I just... don't want anything to happen to you, Master Victor. You're important to all of us," she admitted, her eyes briefly meeting his before darting away.

Victor set down his wine glass and stood up, gracefully making his way over to where Baccarat was standing. He reached out, gently tilting her chin upwards to meet his predator-like gaze, and he whispered coldly in her ears, "Miss Baccarat, have you heard the saying that curiosity kills the cat? So, don't get too curious."

She stood stunned as she watched Victor walk away leisurely towards his room. When she heard Tesoro was going to meet the big boss she couldn't hold back her curiosity, she wanted to come too. Using her devil fruit powers she stole the luck of the departing guests and expanding her luck she managed to get on board Tesoro's golden ship. 

'Love at first sight,' That's what she felt when she saw Victor Moriarty. She has seen many rich men as she worked in the Golden Casino as a concierge on Gran Tesoro and as an executive member of Gild Tesoro's crew. In a world where men come in all different shapes and sizes, Victor was an anomaly. He was what she had dreamt of as her life partner but he was already in love with someone else. Besides his devilishly handsome looks, he was also very rich, influential, and mysteriously very charming in her eyes. 

Robin who had seen this interaction had already returned with Lil Nutella who had fallen asleep on her bosom. She frowned when she saw Baccarat still dazed looking at Victor's retreating back with a blush. What Robin didn't know was Victor's cold warning to Baccarat a few moments ago.

'That bastard, he's doing it on again.' 

"Miss Baccarat, please take Nutella to her mother. It's already late so you should also get some sleep." She said in her usual cold tone as she handed Nutella to the red-haired beauty.

"Yes, Miss Robin!!" She was brought out of her stupor and she quickly got into action and left with Nutella. She was already embarrassed after being caught red-handed by Victor, she needed to clear her thoughts right now.

***

"What was that Victor?" Robin asked with a frown as she looked at Victor drawing on a tablet-like device as ate some snacks. He was dressed in a comfortable black shirt and pants and wearing a pair of reading glasses.

"You have returned wifey? Did the baby fall asleep?" He asked innocently as he continued to draw something.

"Don't change the topic!" She said with a frown as she sat beside him on the bed. "You shouldn't play with someone's feelings. 

Victor Moriarty looked up from his drawing with an amused expression. "Playing with feelings, my dear Robin? I have no idea what you're talking about." He grinned, but the mischievous glint in his eyes betrayed his feigned innocence.

Robin crossed her arms, her expression stern. "Playing with people's emotions is not fun, Victor. You should be more considerate. Baccarat seems genuinely smitten with you, and your teasing doesn't help."

Victor raised an eyebrow, a sly smile forming on his lips. "Are you jealous, my love?"

Robin shot him a disapproving look. "I don't get jealous, Victor. I'm just concerned that you'll break her heart."

"Concerned, huh?" Victor leaned in, his blue eyes locking onto hers. "I can assure you, my dear, there's nothing to worry about. My heart belongs to you only you know that right?"

Robin sighed, her anger softening into a weary smile. "You and your games, Victor. Just promise me you won't take it too far."

He reached out, cupping her bubbly cheek with his hand. "I promise, my beautiful wife. You have my heart, and no one else. Why don't I prove it to you?"

"kyaaah.." Robin yelped in surprise as he pulled her into his arms with a sloppy wet kiss. Using telekinesis he locked the door of the luxurious cabin as he focused on the stunning beauty in his arms. "Victor, not now! Someone might hear us."

"Then you have to be real quiet dear!!" He teased seductively as he squeezed her busty titties with one hand.

"You bastard!!" Robin blushed and grabbed onto his shirt as she felt Victor's warm breath on her neck. "You did it on purpose didn't you?"

"I am innocent Mrs Moriarty, trust me," Victor said playfully. 'Who knew that teasing Robin would be so much fun?'

"Like hell you are!!" Robin grabbed his collar and pushed him down as she sat on top. "You must be punished, Victor!!" She started to roughly unbutton his shirt as she bit her pink lips in anticipation.

***

On the unnamed Island, Grand Line

Doflamingo sat in a hideout with his family as he looked at today's newspaper, the World Economics News. He felt like his nerves were going to burst out from anger as he read the headline, "The Warlord of the Sea, Doflamino accused of planning to usurp the Dressrossa Kingdom?" 

Doflamingo is a very tall light blond-haired, very lean, and muscular man with tan skin. He generally dresses in flamboyant clothes. His clothes are brightly colored, with his light pink feather coat most distinctly of all. Doflamingo also sported a pair of curved, thin white sunglasses with lenses.

"Those fuc*** Morgans, how dare he print such a ridiculous article." He crumpled the newspaper and stomped on it.

"Ne ne Doffy, What should we do now? Our plans for controlling Dressrossa have already been uncovered by Tsuru and we even lost Baby 5 and Suger when we were attacked on both sides by the Marines and the masked assailants. Someone kidnapped them amidst the chaos and we have no idea where they are." Trebol asked worriedly.

"Something's wrong, even Vergo didn't know about Marine's sudden movements." Pica joined in.

"Someone must be plotting against me! Everyone except Trebol get out of the room." Doflamingo roared angrily. Everyone could only obey and left, Doflamingo took out a den den mushi and dialed the number only a few knew about.

*Peru Peru Peru*

"Hello five elders, it's me Donquioxte Doflamingo." 

"Doflamingo, you dare to call us after what you were planning? Plotting against one of our affiliated nations even after we granted you the Shichibukai title, do you want to make an enemy of the World Government?" An angry voice emerged from the other end.

 "I didn't do anything yet, why are you all getting angry?" Doflamingo didn't act haughty like usual but there was still arrogance in his voice.

"Doflamingo, this is a warning. Don't play tricks on us again, respecting your history and circumstances we'll continue to grant you the title of Sichibukai but if you do something like this again.." The eldest gorosei spoke solemnly. 

"Yes, I understand." Doffy could only grit his teeth and swallow the humiliation. "About the Syndicate in West Blue, they have been growing in influence.."

"You don't have any right to discuss other matters Donquiote Doflamingo. Don't cause more trouble and stay away from the limelight from now on." The call ended abruptly causing Doffy to smash the den den mushi in anger. With lofty titles like Celestial Dragons can you be less shameless? Once you see money and profit, you voluntarily forget about your own blood relations. Do they think he doesn't know how recently the Syndicate has been doing good business with the Celestial Dragons? Those stupid bastards will regret it when it's too late.

"One day I'll drag you bastards down. Trebol, contact Ceaser Clown and ask him about his progress in SMILES. Also, contact Emperor Kaido with our business proposal." He shouted in anger at the toweringly tall hunchbacked man who looked disheveled and unkempt, hurriedly following orders. He didn't want Doffy to get angrier and go berserk in such a critical situation.