LOVER MONSTER!
100. The Most Important.

Jessica's expression melted in relief as she found Demian waltzing into the lobby. Demian's steps were wide and long, and when he found Jessica at the end of his gaze, Demian spontaneously ran over and approached Jessica.

The invisible hand that had already strangled him was like loosening instantly. Demian found her breath, Jessica.

Demian finds Jessica back in her arms.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I'm sorry." Demian spontaneously apologized as soon as Jessica got to her arms, hitting her chest with a fragile body that trembled in fear.

Demian's hand went up and gave Jessica a soothing swipe. He tried to ease Jessica's obvious fear, calming Jessica's sobbing that exploded in her chest. Demian right then and there, threw a sharp glare towards Erthian who was standing side by side with Hestia.

"I'm here, Jesse. You don't have to be afraid of anything. I'm already here." Demian said those words like a mantra, he whispered them in Jessica's ear, over and over to keep the girl calm.

After Jessica's crying subsided, after fear shrank in her chest, Jessica loosened her arms. He looked Demian in the eyes.

"Thank you for being here" Jessica said.

Not because the girl's expression was so sad and sweet, but because Demian was the one who made Jessica's expression become sad and sweet. Demian felt like a failure as a man. He is unable to protect Jessica who already means a lot to him. Demian has failed. However, instead of blaming her, Jessica was grateful.

Hatred spread within Demian right then and there. A great hatred for himself that has created a wound on Jessica. She had already made Jessica face horrible things by herself, she had already created this problem to Jessica. If it wasn't for her useless morals that refused to kill Erthian, Jessica wouldn't have...

He wouldn't...

"Did Erthian do something to you, Jesse?" Demian cupped Jessica's cheeks. Although Jessica's wet tears littered her palms, Demian did not care. Demian just wanted Jessica to be honest with him now and Demian would willingly remove Erthian from the face of this earth.

"He didn't do anything to me" Jessica replied solemnly. "Luckily, he didn't do anything."

"..."

"Demians?"

"A-are you sure?"

"He drugged me and locked me up.., but that's it." Jessica was very confident and steady in her answer, Demian was caught in a dilemma. This is not about Demian not trusting Jessica, but about Demian who knows too well how rotten an Erthian Bellamy is.

Demian knew very well that his brother was a demon. He wouldn't...

"Demian," Jessica tightened her grip on Demian's palm, her eyes still locked onto the pair of black beads. "You don't have to worry about anything. I'm fine."

"Not Jessica," Demian peeked at Jessica's cheek and smiled faintly afterwards. "I have to get rid of that bastard first."

Only then can they be happy.

Demian had already made up his mind, he would not let Erthian hurt him again. He will remove the man from his life. Destroyed it.

"What did you say?" Jessica frowned in surprise. "You..."

Is Demian going to kill Erthian now? The question rippled through Jessica's mind, haunting her.

"De-Demians..." Jessica turned around following Demian's back through it.

Back then, Demian's eyes were only locked on one person. To Erthian who still had a happy expression on her face. Demian wanted to crush Erthian within his grasp, smashing him without a remnant. Demian would not give the man any more pardons.

Thats enough. Demian has tolerated enough of the man's madness!

"Demian," Hestia realized Demian's frightening expression, she spontaneously interjected the distance between Demian and Erthian. "Stop whatever you're thinking!"

"..."

"DEMIANS!!!"

Regardless of Hestia protecting Erthian behind his back, Demian lightly reached for the neck of the Erthian sweater. He pulled his brother forward before...

Bugh!

A single powerful fist landed on Erthian's face. The pale Bellamy was slumped on the floor, blood flowing out of his nose. Spill on the floor with the salivary.

"Demian, enough!" Hestia's heart just stopped. The fear that Demian would finish Erthian terrorized him, filling his head with blood-red shadows.

"Demian.., stop, Demian..." Hestia pleaded with a desperate voice. He could not allow bloodshed to occur between the two. Yet, once again, Hestia was knocked to the floor by Demian's impulse.

His nephew didn't care about him at all. Even if he cried and cried here, Hestia's voice would not reach Demian's ears.

The existence of Hestia was not enough.

Demian would kill Erthian and no one would be able to protect Erthian.

Even Carlos who had just moved forward, was knocked back by Demian's kick. Carlos was not far from his boss. Carlos came back forward despite his stomach so sore. He tried to protect Erthian but the kick that hit his face spontaneously reaped his consciousness. Carlos just fell.

Erthian watched the surroundings and did not feel any fear. He waited for Demian to approach him, challenging his sister with a witty demon grin.

He was ready to take another blow.

Erthian was not afraid of death.

"Demian.." a husky voice accompanied by a close embrace from behind him froze Demian's time instantly. Demian's steps paused, his anger and rage subsided. It was - at that very moment - feeling Jessica clutching her from behind. The girl leaned on her back, her warm body faintly felt. "Please, Demian..."

Jessica's voice was like a whisper.

"Don't do anything that'll hurt you." Jessica whispered in her chest. "I don't want you to be as dirty as them."

"..."

"Demian, please.., take me home right now."

Jessica's pleading voice extinguished the fire in her chest, and just like that, Demian stripped her of all her wrath. He turned to face Jessica, his hands clenched tightly, giving a smooth swipe in Jessica's black mane. It was as if the girl was a glass frame that could be broken if she was not careful there.

"All right, I'll take you home now. You must be so exhausted, right?" Demian said as she gave Jessica a smile.

"M."

Once Jessica was in the embrace of Demian, ready to leave the hotel, Hestia who had stood on her two legs again called for something that Demian completely ignored.

"We should talk after this, Demian!"

"..."

Demian?!"

"..."

*

As she breezed out of the lobby, Jessica found a familiar face welcoming them outside. A tall man with a babyface face and shady sapphire iris, the only man named Oscar Brown.

"Oscars..." Jessica looked at Oscar in confusion. Is this just a coincidence? How could he meet Oscar here, especially at 2 am?

"Jesse," Oscar said hello to Jessica, he flashed a friendly smile. "How are you? Are you all right?"

"Eh, huh?" Why does Oscar's question feel a bit personal?

"Jesse," Demian also spoke. "This bastard is my friend."

"Ah..., w-what?" Jessica stunned. He didn't expect that at all.

Jessica means, if they are friends, then Jessica interacted with Oscar not just because of a coincidence? She..., Demian's friend?

"I'm sorry I didn't reveal my identity clearly." Oscar opened the door for Jessica, "For now, you better rest. We can continue this story at a later time."

"Oh, yes..." But, really.., Oscar Brown is a friend of Demian?

"Don't think too much" Demian said. She handed Jessica a blanket. I don't know where he got it. He also gave Jessica a bottle of mineral water. "Oscar is the owner of Bronze. I'm sorry I never introduced her directly to you

Because he's annoying, I don't want you to know him. But he came to you without telling me. He's a little annoying, but take it easy, he's harmless."

At least, not for Demian and Jessica. Oscar is like a weapon to Demian. Like a key to an answer when it loses its direction and purpose. Oscar is the aladin in his magic lamp. The man can give her anything.

"How are you feeling now?" Choosing to forget the topic of Oscar, Demian again discussed the mental state of Jessica who was honest, when Demian saw it, Jessica showed a clear expression of shock. Demian was afraid that Jessica would keep her wound alone, so Demian wanted Jessica to be honest with her.

Yet...

"I'm fine now." Jessica's answer was again firm and straightforward. There was no room for Demian to ask questions or just voice doubts. Jessica's answer is like a point at the end of the topic, to continue the conversation, then they will end up opening a different topic.

Demian let out a breath, finally. He accepted Jessica's words at that time as the truth for him.

"Alright, I'm glad you're okay. As long as you're feeling all right, that's enough for me, Jessica."

"Demian..," Jessica leaned her cheek against Demian's arm, her eyes slowly closing. "You'll always trust me, right?"

"Of course, Jesse. I hope you'll always trust me, too."

"Thank you, Demian." Jessica felt she could be a little calm and secure now.

Demian is the one Jessica needs. Especially now, when the world seems to doubt it.

Demian is the only person who can trust Jessica, and even though the whole world is against her, if Demian keeps his trust in her, Jessica will be fine. Jessica didn't need anyone but Demian to believe her. He doesn't have to prove himself in front of anyone.

Jessica knew she had done nothing, Erthian had done nothing to her, what had happened was a lie that Erthian had just made up. Everything is engineering.

Jessica knew what she thought was the truth, therefore, she did not need justification.

As long as Demian believed him.

As long as Demian believes.

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