Deal With The Devil
I felt Simon's hand slip under my shirt as I fought him off. Feeling his lips on my skin made my skin crawl and my mouth taste acidic. I didn't want this and I couldn't get away either.
Can I really not escape?
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Please. Someone save me!
Dante!
Millie!
Anyone?!
However, no one could possibly save me now. Dante was in a dungeon while Millie was probably somewhere outside of the castle. I was completely alone and had only one person whom I could rely on.
Myself.
I shouted out in a hurry, "I CAN GET YOU WHAT YOU WANT!"
I felt his hand halt, "Oh?"
I held in my sigh of relief once I noticed I had his attention.
He continued, "But if I wanted to have you, would you give that to me?"
I forced my eyes to meet his fearlessly, "You may want me, but it's not your true desire."
He smiled, "Then what is?"