The Devil's Sweetheart

Devin carried her away from the reporters before she could go berserk in front of them. That would be a highlight of tomorrow's news. When she was tearing of both father and daughter's skin alive, he realized something was going wrong with her energy levels. Initially, he dusted off the thought from his brain. But when it started to slowly kick in, he understood that she indeed hit the wine. He couldn't believe she has drunk appeared for the press conference.

"How much did you drink?" He demanded spanking her back, her lithe body was still on his shoulders.

"You meanie. You are bullying me. I thought you are a gentleman." She playfully bit his shoulders. For some reason, she wants to bite him raw. Am I turning into a vampire? But I don't want to.

"Just because I am a gentleman, it doesn't mean I will not spank you." Unlocking the door, Devin positioned her on the seat. "Now tell me how much did you drink?" He muttered putting on the seat belt.

"A glass but it's Tempranillo " Leena scr.a.p.ed her forehead embarrassingly when she was caught red-handed. She knew her alcohol tendencies and that's the reason she selectively picked up a moderate tannin, Tempranillo. A little tensed to speak in front of the crowd, her Meemaw suggested to drink and she went for it to boost up her energy levels. I managed very well from the beginning, how did he find out?

"Don't get mad at me, Devin." Her lips pouted into a sulk.

"I am not mad at you, silly girl." He is not mad at her for drinking, a little scared of the chaos she would create. He was glad that she took Tempranillo which would not push her into a hungover easily. Gazing at her face, he brushed off a strand of hair and tucked it behind her ears. He was enticed when he saw her in the beautiful burgundy dress which was hugging her perfectly enhancing her hourglass figure arousing something within him. But it's not good to think of those things now, right?

"I will drop you home. France will be waiting." He got into the seat accelerated the car. It's been a week they have been secretly communicating with each other and he wanted to spend a little more time with her alone. But he knew Francis would flare up in anger. His one job is executed and his next job is to appease him.

"C_an we go to our house? Meemaw will take care of Francy." She whispered, gazing at her fingers. She was embarrassed to voice out her inner thoughts but she has been missing him for a week and wanted to spend time with him, talk with him alone. "But if you are busy_"

"I am not at all busy." He was happy that Leena voiced out what exactly he wanted. When they reached Greenwyn village, Leena was fast asleep. He carried her home not intended to disturb her peaceful sleep. But she woke up from her stupor the moment he put her on the bed.

"Sleep for a while. I will make dinner." He muttered.

"I am not feeling comfy. Let me change my dress."

"Do you what my help in changing." His hand went behind her back and before he touched the zipper of her dress, a light growl escaped from his throat when Leena stomped on his toes.

"My body is flexible, unlike others." She retorted crossing her arms.

"How flexible?" He ignored the wincing pain on his toes, unable to help but tease her a little. "Wanna bend over? We can break the_"

Leena covered his mouth with her hand before he utters all nonsense. "Your mind is utterly polluted, Devin." She yelled pushing him onto the bed and scurried off.

"If my mind is polluted, then what should I name hers? X-rated?" Shaking his head, he left the room to prepare dinner.

....

Even after Devin cooked dinner, had a shower, Leena has not emerged out of the bathroom.

"What is she doing there for three hours?" He made a note to ask what kind of things she would do sitting in the bathroom for such a long time.

Finally, in what felt like an eternity, she appeared wearing shorts and a loose shirt which Devin bought from Korea and arranged neatly in her walk-in-closet.

Right after eating dinner, she began putting on her skincare routine without realizing someone was craving her attention. Finally, he was done with the guilt-tripping. In one swoop, he lifted and carried her on to the bed.

"I am not done with my skincare routine." She whispered, her voice sounded like a fine wine. She is yet to apply the moisturizer, the last step of her normal. She would have protested for disturbing her if it was any other but she was fine as long as it was her babylicious

"You are beautiful as you are, Leena." He muttered hypnotized by her mellow voice. He finds her beautiful even if she wears grandma's clothes.

"Thank you, Devin." She sheepishly muttered wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him towards her. With no surprise, he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. They haven't kissed for a while and he was missing the taste of her lips. With urgency, he climbed onto the bed straddling between her legs, and rolled his lips against her. With the way she was actively responding, he understood, even she is missing his kisses just like him.

Like a shot, he dived in s.u.c.k.i.n.g and nibbling her lips driving her insane while his fingers explored her b.a.r.e t.h.i.g.h c.a.r.e.s.sing her delicate area. She felt a gush in her nether regions, something wet pouring. A m.o.a.n escaped from her lips, her body was getting heated with d.e.s.i.r.e.

His hands traveled further up while his lips slowly trailed on her ruby petals, all the way going down her nape. Heedlessly, his hand slipped into her shirt, his fingers brushing her smooth b.a.r.e skin. Both were in a moment of passion and he could have used this opportunity to devour her to get his fill. It was hard to control his throbbing member but he doesn't want to rush her physically disrespecting her morals when he saw her reluctance while they were in a photography lesson session.

Right when was about to pull off his hand from inside of her shirt, Leena grabbed him holding his hand firmly urging him to go further.

"Are you sure_"

She pressed her lips on to him muffling his voice with her kiss. She wants to open up for him and enjoy every second with him, not dwell in her past anymore. Devin saw her kiss as a signal to proceed and he inserted his hand into her shirt. Before he could proceed further, a loud gasp echoed around them. He was sure it was not Leena's. Who is it? His instinctive kicked in and shielded Leena with his body.

When a shadow loomed over the wall, like a scared cat, Leena hugged Devin closely thinking that it was a ghost. Only when she peeked at the girl standing at the edge of the room, relief flooded followed by frustration on her face.

"I am sorry. You guys continue. I came at the wrong time." Reese muttered, embarrassed that she has disturbed the couple. She did not expect that they would go horny right when they reached home after the press conference.

Devin's scorching gaze bored into Reese, blazing with a murderous aura. His mouth contorted grotesquely. How did she know the password when I changed it a week back?

"You should have left the place silently when you have already seen," With his expression turned brisk, he went into the bathroom angrily.