The Price of Sainthood
Demoniac

"Don't want your life to be governed by the mouths of others, because if your life falls apart, they'll take your hands off and you'll have to bear the burden. You gotit?"

Instead of answering Dante's question, Alisha was silent. In a moment his mind wondered, what exactly did Dante mean to speak like that? Why does Dante seem to insinuate him who is now living under the rules of Lara. Should he be frank, if what forced him to stay away from Dante was Lara?

Ah, no-no. He could not have betrayed his heart like a rusty knife. Knowing that Dante still holds a love for her, that's more than enough.

Love cannot be forced. The soul is arranged by God. Every human has his destiny line. He only needs to rely and rely, if Dante is his soul mate, then God will meet their love.

"understand. I totally understand." Finally Alisha replied calmly after a moment of silence. And apparently Alisha's answer made Dante smile.

"That means you're going to listen to what your heart says?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes!" Alisha's short answer made Dante's heart blossom. His smile grew wider and his embrace tightened. Her happiness is absolutely indisputable.

However, unfortunately the happiness was only a short walk, because after that Alisha's words sounded like a blow to her ear.

"My heart is right. My decision was not wrong. And my decision to reject you .. is indeed very appropriate."

Dante let go of his embrace and looked at Alisha with an expression of disbelief. "What do you mean by that? Meaning what!" he snapped while turning Alisha's body. Now the two stand facing each other.

"It's still unclear?" Alisha asked casually while smiling obliquely. While Dante was still silent with a flabbergasted look, Alisha resumed her words.

"Don't hold two items at once in one hand. Wouldn't it be better to put one before it falls and shapelessly shatters. This parable is perfect for you who are selfish by wanting two hearts at once. Maybe now you can run it. But you won't know sam–"

"Agoist? You're saying I'm selfish?" Dante cut Alisha's words in anger. He then gripped the two sides of Alisha's shoulder firmly to get closer. "You don't even realize you're selfish, Alisha. You never thought about my feelings! You know I love you! But you hurt my feelings by being in love with Marcel! Marcel's my cousin! You don't even know what Marcel really looks like!"

"I know, Dante! I know what Marcel is like!" sahut Alisha will not lose.

"No! You don't know!" Dante won't lose either. "If you knew what Marcel was like, you would have stayed away from him! Disappointed with him!" He was so emotional that he pointed to the right when he mentioned his name.

Dante was silent for a moment with a hunting breath. He looked bitterly at Alisha and spoke in a slower tone, like persuading.

"Give everything?" Alisha hissing doesn't understand. "You mean what's Dante? What else is this!"

"Don't pretend to forget, Alisha! I knew what you were like! I never forget where we first met. What kind of clothes are you wearing!" Dante shook his head with a bitter smile. "You get out of the hotel room with a wad of money in hand. What more if it's not the result of selling yourself! You even repeated it again with Marcel two la– days"

"Dante!" Along with that shout Alisha's hand landed on Dante's cheek. Very hard, until his palm felt the heat radiating.

Alisha's hand was hot. But the heat was nothing compared to the burning heat in his heart.

He never thought Dante would say that. Judging him without investigating the real facts.

Dante who had turned his head after getting the slap rubbed his face and looked back at Alisha with a scornful smile. Alisha's slap was very hard, but it didn't make her move from position at all.

"Slap me as much as you can if it makes you happy" said the young man.

"See what you say, Dante. Me and Marcel aren't as bad as you think." Alisha said an emphasis while pointing at Dante's face.

"OKAY. If you're feeling good, it doesn't seem like it's a problem if we do the same thing, right?"

"I-you mean?" Alisha asked in a stern voice. The meaningful gaze of Dante's eyes, as well as the question with implied intent, showed a bad signal. Alisha feels threatened.

Justright. Without warning, Dante pushed him back after giving a smile, until he fell flat on the bed.

Alisha who was shocked and panicked could not dwell when suddenly Dante followed up and locked him in a cage.

Alisha did everything she could to escape. He screeched, rebelled, even hit Dante in the chest but did not change things. He could only cry out of desperation.

"After Dante. Off! You're evil!" Alisha cried as she pushed Dante's chest, but the young man did not let go.

"If this makes me have you, then I will, Alisha." Apparently it's not just a threat. Dante's really trying to fuck Alisha.

The girl sniffled. He's getting desperate. Dante dominates him. The young man became a different self. He was like possessed by a perverted demon who wanted Alisha right then and there.