Chapter 20:Then let her become mine.
That night, Starfall Academy student apartment.
“So what you’re saying is, you snuck out to stop the cultists from causing trouble?”
“Mm.”
“Then you just happened to run into that, uh, saintess being kidnapped, had no choice but to play hero and save the beauty?”
“Mm.”
“You’re not going to tell me that the Papal Kingdom’s proud daughter, that untouchable flower, fell in love at first sight because of what you did, threw herself into your arms, climbed into your bed, and did that in front of me?”
“…Mm.”
Watching Aaliyah on the sofa nodding like a pecking chick, Phyllis sipped her pineapple juice, eyes full of disbelief.
The front part she could barely believe, but falling in love at first sight and immediately being honest…
Who are you kidding?
The saintess was raised with noble education, everything following God’s will—how could she show that eat.female expression?
No need to think, definitely Aaliyah’s doing.
Thinking this, Phyllis felt some regret.
The current situation was undoubtedly because the psychological suggestion wasn’t fully planted yet, letting Aaliyah’s little head take over the big one again, making a move on Claire.
Back then she only cared about hearing “likes Phyllis the most,” but forgot to ask “is there really only Phyllis in your heart?”
Who knew this damn slag would love whoever she sees!
“So, Phi sauce, can you stop being angry… I really never thought of leaving Phi sauce even a little.”
Aaliyah lowered her head, words full of guilt and regret: “Really, I swear, my heart will always hold a fragrant soft Phi sauce!”
This was a lie.
Even Aaliyah herself didn’t believe it.
But she couldn’t say she snuck out to escape, happened to be caught by Claire and dragged to bed, inevitably ravaged…
Just hope Phyllis believes her story…
“Hmph… sounds nice.”
Phyllis cold laughed at the words, no more wasting words with Aaliyah, snapped her fingers, activating the hypnosis brand—
Talk is cheap.
She wanted the truth.
Aaliyah naturally could only obey, eyes blinking open and closed, losing their light.
“Aaliyah, tell me honestly what exactly happened last night and this morning.” Phyllis’s voice shed its gentleness.
“…Yesterday the professor told me the saintess might be in danger outside the city, so sent me to assist and prevent issues.”
Using the hypnosis brand’s glow, Aaliyah straightforwardly started lying.
“Didn’t expect the saintess to still be captured by cultists, I had no choice but to help.”
Since most was true, Aaliyah stared with lifeless eyes, yet spoke with heartfelt emotion, stunning Phyllis.
Could she really have gone to do good?
“Then why end up in bed with Highness?”
“Because…”
Aaliyah’s thoughts raced, considering future interactions, not daring to lie too wildly:
“Because my room was messed up by those cultists… so Highness invited me to stay in hers for the night.”
“Then?”
“We slept on the same big bed, didn’t expect sparks to fly, accidentally misfired… Highness took the initiative, even licked my…”
“Stop stop stop, I have no interest in your romantic encounters.”
Seeing Aaliyah about to describe the process flatly, Phyllis blushing called halt.
But looking at innocent Aaliyah, momentarily unsure what to do.
After all, words under hypnosis couldn’t be fake.
So, really the saintess’s initiative…
What the hell.
Besides being pretty, good figure, strong magic, thick background, what makes this slag worthy of Claire?
Phyllis felt she needed to do something.
But absolutely not because Aaliyah was with another woman…
Who Aaliyah was with had nothing to do with her, she didn’t care.
This was to prevent the Papal Kingdom’s future from being ruined.
Mm, yes, exactly.
“Listen well, Aaliyah.”
Phyllis patted her cheeks, trying to be more rational, then issued the suggestion:
“Besides me, you cannot have feelings for anyone else. Remember, your heart can only have me, no one else, male or female, can spark any interest.”
“And you will loyally guard by my side, without my permission, absolutely no private actions leaving my control.”
“Understood?”
Along with the words came an imperceptible strand of magic.
All flowing into the glowing hexagram at Aaliyah’s eye corner, making the blue pupils briefly colorful, then dimming back to normal.
This should do it?
Confirming the new magic fully integrated into the brand, Phyllis leaned back, letting out a long breath.
But somehow, inexplicable irritation surged.
The source… obviously only from Aaliyah.
So after confirming the brand’s magic stable, she immediately lifted Aaliyah’s hypnosis.
“You found yourself dozing on the sofa, woke to find it late, decided not to disturb Phyllis, went straight to your room to sleep.”
“Release.”
Incantation done, Phyllis didn’t stay to watch Aaliyah wake.
Seeing light return to Aaliyah’s eyes, she stood, walked straight into her own room, locked the door.
Out of sight, out of mind.
…
Burying her head into the soft bed, Phyllis tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Simply covered her head with the thin quilt, but once in darkness, the morning scene of the silver-haired girl pinned beneath for ravaging vividly appeared.
Along with it, Phyllis felt an unnamed fire rise.
She thought not seeing Aaliyah would calm her… but now why was her mind full of this b*stard’s figure?!
Feeling the flames burning in her heart, Phyllis was confused.
First, she absolutely would not like Aaliyah.
Words like “heart only her” were just sacrifices to make Aaliyah love her more devotedly.
After all, only then, when Aaliyah was backstabbed hard, would she truly feel her pain!
But…
Clearly just part of revenge, why seeing Aaliyah do that made her feel unwilling?
As if in her mind, that position should be hers…
Last life, in those addictive days and nights, they loved deeply too.
That irresistible feeling made her sink, even after rebirth with a new body, that pleasure was deeply etched in her mind, unforgettable.
Even trying to forget, covering with national and family hatred…
Hard to erase.
(Modified)
Slightly damp fair hand covered the doorknob, gradually no more hesitation.
Because she understood.
Her irritation came from the conflict between body instinct and hatred.
And all because of that evil-doing slag Aaliyah.
Then, turn her into an obedient, exclusively hers “Aaliyah” before acting, wouldn’t all problems be solved?
Just make her mine…
