Loving the Devil

10. MINE?

Jackson's POV

After our argument, we avoided each other for the rest of our honeymoon. I spent most of my time in the mini-bar or gym of the hotel or doing office work while she engaged herself in reading novels and watching TV shows in the suite. By the time I return to our room, she was usually asleep. I didn't see Zac after that day or I would have ruined his face. How dare he take what's mine.

"Mine?", The nagging voice in my head started again.

It was finally Friday, the day our honeymoon ended. Finally. These seven days were a torture for me. She was constantly on my mind. And spending nights in a single room with her was messing with me brain, though she slept on the couch.

I was too exhausted to travel in a local airline so I called my secretary and asked her to send my private plane. On the plane, she was sitting opposite me. She didn't utter a single word on the entire flight. I didn't know why but I wanted to hear her voice. Her soft, soothing voice.

Stop staring like a creepy stalker.

By the time the jet landed, a limousine was waiting for us. We entered in, the silence enveloping us again.

After few minutes, few soft snores tickled my ears. Looking at her, I found her in deep slumber, her head was resting on the car window at an uncomfortable angle. I tried to ignore her but couldn't. Her neck would ache badly if she kept sleeping like this. 'And that's any of your concern because?', Silencing the nagging voice, I held her head and supported it on my shoulder. Too drowsy to notice anything, she easily obliged. Her arm snaked around my waist, creating a delicious sensation inside my body.

As we reached my mansion, she was still asleep. I didn't have any other option than carrying her in my arms. 'You can wake her up', the voice was right this time but I didn't want to lose the opportunity.

I scooped her sleeping form in my arms and headed towards the mansion. All the servants welcomed us. Holding her in my arms, I started climbing the stairs. She nuzzled her face in the crook of my neck, my legs started wobbling when her nose glided across my skin. She was looking so peaceful, almost like an angel fallen from heaven. Her lips were slightly parted, inviting me to kiss the life out of her. Resisting the urge, I entered our room and laid her down on the bed.

Changing into sweatpants, I lay down beside her. The weather was quite hot so I didn't wear a shirt. The couch looked too uncomfortable to sleep on yet she sleeps there without complaining. Instant guilt filled me at this thought. Turning the lights off, I lay down at some distance from her.

My hands were itching to touch her, to cuddle with her, to run my fingers through her soft hair but I resisted and turned my face to the opposite side.

***

"Urghhh what the hell is going on", I was having the best sleep of my life, hugging the soft pillow tightly but suddenly it started pushing me. Her soft body brushed with mine, causing a shiver to run down my spine.

What?

Opening my eyes, I found Hannah entangled in my arms. A blush was settled on her cheek and she was trying to push me away.

"Wh- why am I in this bed with you?" ,She said, looking confused and embarrassed. She looked so cute, I almost pulled her in for a tight hug. Almost. Loosening my hold on her,I got up. She immediately pulled back. Straightening, her eyes fixated on my bare chest and stomach and her blush brightened, if that was even possible. Her eyes widened when she realized I caught her checking me out. Smirking, I got up and plodded towards the bathroom.

Finishing my morning routine, I dressed up. A delicious aroma filled my nostrils. I settled on the dining table. Soon, Hannah joined me too. She had a plate in her hand, consisting of two chocolate chip pancakes and a scoop of ice-cream on top of them. The pancakes looked heavenly, my mouth watered on sight of them. She soon started devouring them, without even offering me once. Lucy brought my breakfast. It was plain, boring eggs, bacon and bread, making me frown. While swallowing the tasteless bread, I noticed a small smirk on her face. She was doing this purposefully.

"Is there anything wrong with the breakfast?, she spoke, her voice laced with amusement.

"Not at all, Mrs. Smith. Why would you think so?", I retorted, earning a glare from her when I called her Mrs. Smith. Quickly finishing the breakfast, I drove towards the office, where a huge pile of files was waiting for me.

***

As soon as I entered the mansion, I heard some loud voices. What if she is in any danger? The thought made me run faster. Following the voices, I reached the lounge where an episode of some shitty vampire show was playing on the LCD and a pizza and three cans of coke were scattered on the floor. But what made my blood boil was that my wife was sprawled on the couch with her head lying on the lap of a black-haired guy whose hands were in her hair. I growled with anger, their attention diverted on me.

"Hot damn.", said a high-pitched voice. That's when I noticed a short girl with strawberry blonde hair on the other couch. She was checking me out, earning a glare from Hannah. I guess they were her friends. Still, its not a reason for touching someone else's wife.

"Can I have few words with you?", I asked, more like ordered. She nodded and followed me to the kitchen. That's when I noticed her clothes, or should I say lack of clothes. She was wearing a white tank top that ended right above her belly button and white shorts. Her long, sexy legs were on full display. Lust clouded my mind on the thought of her long legs wrapped around mine but it soon turned into anger as I remembered that she was flaunting her body to that damn friend of her.

"Do you have anything to say?", she inquired.

"Yes. Care to tell me what are these people doing in my house?"

"They are my friends. We were just having fun."

"So your idea of having fun means resting your head on the lap of a guy?"

"He is not any guy. He is my best friend, Jake and he is like a brother to me. So get your mind out of the gutter, Mr. Smith.", damn, she sounded furious but what she said calmed me a bit. I sighed, I was in no mood of handling another annoying male. Zac was enough for it.

"Then why are you wearing such a revealing dress?" I added, not backing a bit.

"Ughhh, now you have a problem with my dressing too. These shorts are comfortable and I cannot wear expensive gowns and dresses in front of my friends. I don't care if that's what you rich people do. And that's not as revealing as the dress your girlfriend wore on the party.", she yelled angrily.

Girlfriend? Oh? She thought Caroline is my girlfriend. Is she jealous? Great.

"Caroline is not my girlfriend. By the way, it's none of your concern. Enjoy your evening with your friends.", I stressed on the word friends. She rolled her eyes and left without saying a word.

My phone beeped. It was my mother. 'What does she want now?' Without answering the call, I switched off the phone and went to gym to clear my mind.