Diavolo

*you married the soon to be king of demons Lord Diavolo after the wedding it was time for the marking ceremony he lays you on the ground and sits on your legs and grabs your arms to keep you completely still then he leans down* Diavolo: *whispers* it’s ok to scream this will hurt *he then bites your throat his symbol begins to form on your throat like a tattoo that can never be removed*