Loving the Devil

11. SEXY ADONIS

Hannah's POV

"That son of a b***h. He spent his honeymoon with a damned slut. How could he?", Jane roared in her high-pitched voice, tearing my eardrums apart.

"I hate this man's guts. Just because he is a billionaire, he thinks he can insult you like that. I wanna punch him in his jaw so bad.", Jake sided with her sister. Though I knew Jackson could easily tackle him but I still appreciate his bravery.

They both were at my house. It had been so long since we last met so when Jane suggested a meet-up, I instantly agreed. So today was our day. We ordered some pizza, took coke from fridge and started munching on them while binge watching the vampire diaries on netflix.

They told me about all the things that had happened in the college in my absence, all the drama, breakups, fights, politics, blah blah while I informed them about Jackson and my relationship, how he hates me and what he did at out honeymoon. Jane looked like she wanted to claw his eyes out.

"But this Zac guy! He sounds like a genuinely nice guy.", said Jane.

"He is."

"Then tell me babe. What are you doing with the wrong cousin?", She eyed me warily, earining a chuckle from me.

"I dont know. No matter how much Jackson ignores me, I'm still drawn to him. He is like a siren, fascinating me. There is a void in his eyes, that I want to fill.", his hazel orbs appeared in front of my eyes, his big pools of warm, melted caramel.

"Blah blah blah. Stop daydreaming about that devil, woman. Get some grip. At least think of this feminist sitting in front of you. Just because he looked delectable in the black tux on your wedding doesn't mean I would let him walk over you. Never.", she continued ranting.

"Ugh my head is pounding. What did she eat before coming here? An owl?.", I whispered in Jake's ears. He chuckled and bent me so my head was lying in his lap and started massaging my head. He often used to do that whenever we were watching movies or TV shows and I loved how relaxing that feels.

After she had stopped fulminating, a soothing silence fell over us while we watched the tv screen. Suddenly, a growl pierced my ears, making me look for the owner of this voice. There stood Jackson in his pitch black three piece suit, looking handsome as always, his eyes throwing daggers at Jake. That's when I noticed our position. I straightened up, too afraid to look in his eyes.

"Hot damn" Jane said, her eyes making down Jackson's body. A sudden pang erupted in my chest.

Could it be jealousy? Nah

"Can I have few words with you?" Jackson asked in a dangerously calm manner. A shiver ran down my spine and I followed him to the kitchen.

He gulped when his eyes raked over my body, lingering on my legs. His brown orbs darkened a bit before he concealed it from me. He sounded mad when he asked me about Jake. His voice was laced with annoyance. And a hint of jealousy? He even criticized my outfit. So what if I was wearing shorts? It's none of his damn business when he clearly ignored me for the whole week. I gave him a piece of my mind, even mentioned his sweetheart who was allowed to flaunt as much she wanted.

"Caroline is not my girlfriend. By the way, it's none of your concern. Enjoy your evening with your friends." He replied roughly. So she was not his girlfriend. It didn't matter, he still left with her. Not wanting to listen another word, I walked out, leaving him behind.

Jane and Jake were bickering about something, unaware of my presence. I walked to them and slumped back on the couch.

"OMG Hannah bear! You share your room with that sexy Adonis. How had you not given him your virginity yet?", Jane commented, making me choke on the air.

"Stop it Jane. Use a filter for your mouth.", Jake glared at her.

"Shut up prude. Have you even looked at him? Damn. The lights of the wedding hall dimmed his beauty. You are one lucky girl Hannah.", I couldn't believe that just half an hour ago, she was cursing him and now she was admiring him. And why was I feeling bitter?

I just nodded, diverting my attention to Damon and his sarcastic remarks. For the next hour, we didn't talk about Jackson. Instead, Jane told me about Olivia, a girl that Jake had been crushing on. According to Jake, he met her when he went to Manhattan for an inter-university basketball match. According to him, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen who owned a cafe near the rival University . He had taken her mobile number and he had been tried talking to her since then. But she was not an easy girl like others. She didn't even like him but he was hell bent on wooing her. I felt happy for him, he was the nicest guy I've met and he deserved happiness.

When they finally left, I cleaned the mess we created in the lounge and took a relaxing shower. The maid told me that Jackson was at the gym. It was 8 when I asked maids to return to their quarters as most of their work was done.

I was too lost in my work to notice Jackson who was coming towards kitchen. He coughed, making me jump in surprise. Losing my balance, I was about to meet the floor when his strong arms circled my waist, preventing me from falling. Opening my eyes, I met a tanned, muscular chest. Oh my God, he is not wearing a shirt. And his muscles were rippling and his chest was very defined. His scent was pure masculine, invading my senses.

"I guess I should expect grandbabies soon. Because seems like you both can't keep your hands away from each other." A feminine voice called, causing us to jerk apart. Warmth flooded my cheeks when I noticed Jackson's mother standing in front of us.

Evelyn was a beautiful lady in her fifties. But with silky blonde hair flowing down in small waves framing her oval face and a yellow dress hugging her slim body, she looked not a day above forty. Being a fashion designer, her fashion sense was definitely better than mine. She was not aware of the reality of our marriage and I felt guilty about lying with her as she was very kind and sweet. But Jacob had warned me not to tell her about this arrangement.

"What are you doing here mother?", Jackson demanded dryly, not sounding very welcoming.

"I tried to call you Jackson. But as usual, you didn't answer. So I had to come here by myself. By the way Hannah sweety, I want to invite you and Jackson to the annual celebration of the success of my brand. It is at my mansion Friday night. I hope you will spare some time Jackson.", Informed Evelyn in a saccharine tone.

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