The Price of Sainthood
Hungry tiger

"Tolooong! Help me!" Alisha shouted while banging the car glass on her left side, but it was useless. No one saw or heard it. The car is speeding. The kidnapper seems to have mastered the state of Narendra's house so as to know which angle is not monitored by the guards.

Alisha gave a desperate sigh. He looked back intending to cede to his captors. However, something happened beyond her expectations. It turned out that the kidnapper had opened the cover, and it made him widen his eyes so surprised.

"Dante!" he almost couldn't believe it. While the young man just answered flatly and casually.

"Yes." Yeah."

Really diffuse. Alisha still looked at Dante curiously, but this time with a calmer feeling than before.

For some reason, just by looking at Dante's face alone makes the panic that had been felt now evaporated and lost somewhere. At least Dante was a person he knew well. Not a master kidnapper who targets a sum of money as a ransom as he had thought.

Unfortunately Alisha does not know if the kidnapper named Dante is more dangerous than the real kidnapper. For he is not looking for money as a ransom, but something very valuable.

"What do you mean take me by force like this! This includes the kidnapping case! You can be arrested!" Without turning his eyes to Dante Alisha nagging.

But what did the young man do? Dante did not respond to Alisha. He plays relaxing music while humming and occasionally shaking his head in a cool style.

Alisha growled while clenching her hands. Dante thinks he doesn't exist.

"I'll call the police right now! Let you get arrested and put in jail!" threaten Alisha again. However, again Dante responded casually.

"Call aja. No one will believe either."

Alisha snorted annoyed. But what Dante said was true. Dante's only been a few minutes taking her. The police only acted after someone disappeared for more than 24 hours. That's also if he's really a kidnap victim. As for now, either Dante will take her where.

Uh wait. What if it turns out to be a surprise? Alisha, Alisha. Under such circumstances, he still thinks. Still trying to think well.

Why not ask Dante directly?

"Where are you taking me?" ask the girl for a moment. This time, however, in a slower tone.

"Secret." Again Dante gave an answer that did not match his expectations.

Substantial. Sucks.

Snoring softly, Alisha leaned her back and then crossed her chest. He chose to stare out the window rather than looking at Dante who was not clear the direction of his mind.

At that moment he felt stupid. Just want to be invited by a crazy person like Dante. Though if he tried to be more leverage, he could have been separated from the young man. By shouting for help to people for example. Or maybe force the jump out.

Oh no-no. Jumping out at Dante's roller coaster-like speed doesn't seem like the right decision. It was the same as him delivering life. Even if not to death maybe at least he suffered severe injuries and fractures. Gosh darn. Just imagining it made her cringe to herself.

When Alisha closed her eyes while shuddering, it seemed that Dante was secretly watching her. The young man almost choked on his own saliva as it held back a laugh. He actually felt sorry. But how else. This girl should be taught a lesson to know herself.

Alisha tiptoed as the car suddenly turned somewhere. Still in the middle of the city as well, but the distance they traveled was already very far from the residence of his parents.

This where is it? Alisha fixed her sitting position while watching the surroundings. In front of there is a two-story building. Surrounding it is wall-fenced and has a sturdy gate that automatically opens itself when the car approaches. He was still stunned in place until the door on the left side opened from the outside.

"Buruan out!" aunt's Decree.

"Not need to know. Downhill!"

"No way!"

"Lo wants me to force it!" dante Ancam. Then he continued the word satire. "Just like me, he wants to be forced. The same turn Marcel willingly."

"What does Marcel mean!" This time, Alisha's voice sounded angry. He hurriedly got out of the car and looked at Dante like a challenge. "What does Marcel mean!" repeat again with a grim.

"Why? Don't take it?"

"Obviously, Iah! Marcel is my best friend! Your cousin too, right!"

"Cousin eats cousin, rather." Dante answered casually but with implied intent. He closed the car door behind Alisha, then locked it.

While Alisha was still busy digesting what Dante said, suddenly Dante's fingers were already holding her wrists and giving a pull. He was surprised, then looked at his own hands and Dante's face alternately and then asked in wonder.

"What a hold-hold!"

"Run in."

"No!"

Not caring about Alisha's refusal, Dante pulls the girl closer to the terrace. Dante's car was parked in the courtyard.

There is no point in rebelling. While following Dante's footsteps, Alisha noticed the situation around her.

This house is very luxurious even though it is only two floors and only of medium size. The question is, whose house is this? What did Dante bring him here for? When they enter the front door is also not locked. There could be other residents in the house.

Dante started taking Alisha up the stairs. Arriving at the second floor the young man pulled Alisha towards a door and opened it violently. How surprised Alisha when she found out that the room turned out to be a room.

"What the hell is Dante! Why take me to–"

"Lake in!" cut Dante. Because Alisha did not want to obey, she was forced to push the girl to enter.

Alisha had thought that Dante would lock her up there himself, but it turned out to be wrong. Dante went in and locked the door from the inside.

Instantly, Alisha's panic spread. His body trembled between fear and disbelief. Is this really the Dante he knows?

Under such circumstances Alisha still thought of escaping. He glanced at the door, seeing the key still hanging there. He darted away, hoping to reach the door and unlock it and then ran away.

However, what happened was that his body was trapped again. Dante swiftly held him back.

"Free, Dante! I beg you to let go!" Alisha's voice sounded trembling despite screaming. Tears had even flooded his face.

How could he not be frightened if the Dante he knew became a different figure. That young man is very strong. His eyes were clouded with lust and now dominated him.

I don't know what Dante consumed so transformed into a hungry tiger. Alisha felt herself just a lump of meat that could be pounced on at any moment.