Loving the Devil

9. THE PARIS DIARIES

Hannah's POV

The loud voice of my phone ringing interrupted my peaceful sleep. A pillow was placed beneath my head and a soft duvet was protecting my body from the cold weather. That's when I noticed Jackson's lying figure on the couch. 'Did he cover me with this duvet?' My heart danced with joy on the possibility of him caring for me. But I pushed this hope to the back of my mind. He had already broken my heart too many times. I would not give him this liberty again. That means, no hopes or expectations.

Stretching my limbs, I hopped out of bed and answered the call.

"Good morning beautiful!", the voice said. I instantly recoginized the flirty voice.

"What do you want Zac? It's 8 in the morning for God's sake.", I muttered dryly.

"Yes I know the time angel. Perfect for sightseeing. Get dressed in 10 minutes and I'll pick you up. And no excuses."

I first thought of rejecting his offer but the scene from last night bounced back to my memory how he left the party with that witch. Besides, I was not going to waste my trip crying alone in a hotel suite.

Ending the call, I jumped in the bathroom for a quick shower and then got dressed in a yellow sundress. Tying my hair in a high pony tail, I put some mascara and completed my look with brown sandals.

Zac picked me up from my room and we went together to hotel entrance. A sleek, silver Mercedes was waiting for us. A driver dressed in all white, opened the door and I slided in, followed by Zac.

"Where to, miss?", Zac inquired.

"To the stars.", I said chucking and he passed me an amused smile.

"I'm kidding. I always wanted to visit Musee de Louvre. It is one of the best art museums in Europe.", I responded excitedly.

"And I thought we could kiss in front of Eiffel Tower.", he pouted dramatically, earning a punch from me. He instructed the driver and in no time, we were outside the museum.

We spent next five hours at the museum. It was more beautiful than I expected. It had everything, from Egyptian mummy tombs to ancient, Grecian sculptures, from world famous Mona Lisa painting to the dying slave by Michaelangelo. I looked at everything in awe while Zac mostly flirted with female tourists.

After that, he took me to Champs-Élysées, the most famous shopping center of France. We visited almost every shop. I bought some gifts for Dad, Jake and Jane. It was 4 when my stomach started grumbling so we decided to get some lunch. There was a small Japanese restaurant near the market. Ordering two plates of French oysters and 2 plates of chocolate crepes, we engrossed ourself in devouring the delicious food.

Roaming through the French streets for another hour, we decided to return back. His driver picked us up and dropped us back to the hotel.

"Thank you so much Zac. Today was one of the most memorable day of my life. I enjoyed each second of it.", I said and he just shrugged.

"I think there is a gem hidden underneath your cocky shell. You will make a girl extremely lucky one day.", I praised him which he returned with a smirk and a flirty wink. But I didn't miss the small blush that crept his cheeks.

Cute.

We parted our ways and I trekked towards our room. As soon as I entered the elevator, my stomach started doing somersaults inside my body.

'Don't worry Hannah. He must be too busy in exploring that fake blonde's body to even notice your absence', I comforted myself but the thought of them together agitated me more.

Entering the suite, I placed the shopping bags on the sofa and turned the lights on. Sauntering into bedroom, I nearly shrieked when I found Jackson sitting on the couch beside our bed. His eyes were red and his jaw was clenched tightly. He narrowed his eyes and started walking towards me without saying a word. I took a step back, resulting in him taking another step towards me. I wanted to recoil further when he clutched my wrist forcefully and pushed me against the nearest wall, blocking my way out with his body.

My breaths raced, partly because I was terrified of his anger and partly because he was standing too close to me, our faces were inches apart. His minty breath was tickling my jaw. If I took a step further, our lips would collide. My eyes moved to his lips and I bit my lips unconsciously. He noticed my action and his eyes darkened a bit.

Could it be lust that I saw in his eyes. No way stupid, it's probably anger.

His grip on my wrist tightened, making me gasp.

"Why are you doing this Jackson?", I complained,though it sounded more like a whisper.

"As if you don't know.", he accused.

"I don't understand.", I trailed off, my throat suddenly felt dry.

"I know why are you doing all this. You are trying to infuriate me. But guess what, I don't care." , he hissed with contempt.

"Yes, your lack of care is quite obvious.", I challenged,ntrying to hide my nervousness.

"If you think that your brilliant acting and innocent face will make me fall in love with you, then you are clearly mistaken, Mrs Smith. I know that behind this facade, there is a manipulative gold-digger." he said with venom in his voice.

"Just because I have your ring in my finger doesn't give you right to call me gold-digger. And as far as falling in love is considered, the feeling is mutual, Mr.Smith." I replied with confidence, though my insides were shaking due to his cold behavior.

"And if you don't care about me, then stop pestering me. I am exhausted so kindly step back, I would like to take a bath.", I added.

Leaving him dumbfounded, I pushed him aside and made my way towards bathroom.

All the excitement of the trip evaporated, leaving me sulking in the shower. After changing into my Pajamas, I walked back to our room. He was nowhere to be found. Without any further thoughts, I lay down, my body was aching due to all the walking. The last thing on my mind was Jackson's angry face before darkness enveloped me.

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