The Devil's Sweetheart

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Jennie pushed him away abruptly breaking the kiss when she heard a loud ring echoed around them. When she looked into the intercom, her jaw dropped to the floor seeing the person standing outside.

"Jennie, calm down," Lisa reassured and tried to soothe her body by stroking her arms. But she was unrest. "What happened? Who is it?"

"It's my Francy." She glanced at their clothes which are not yet disheveled. It was a relief that he was still starting up with the kiss. She couldn't imagine her state by the time he would end the marathon of his kisses. She wondered if he has been deprived of kisses in his past life to the point that he will not even let her breathe. If Francis would have seen the scene, he would not condone it with the current situation.

Jennie tried to flatten his shirt in order not to raise any suspicion. With an urgent tone, she asked. "Do my lips look swollen?"

"A little."

Jennie hit his shoulder. "Did you recently turn into a vampire? You are always in for biting. Last time, you nipped my neck and I have to use concealer to cover them for days." She hated makeup but she has to apply it to cover them. If that annoying Mandy would have seen, she would gossip to the entire team that Jennie is maintaining a boyfriend, perhaps a girlfriend.

"I am glad that I marked my territory, sweetheart. At least you will remember me while putting on makeup." He wrapped his arms around her waist and bent down to peck her lips but Jennie pushed him away.

"It's not the time for your jokes." She dragged him to the bedroom by the shirt and shoved him into her walk-in closet. "Stay here."

"Why?" Lisa attempted to come out but Jennie stopped him at the entrance.

"Francy might have known about the stupid mess you created outside. If you meet him, you both will end up in fights. I will deal with him and don't come out until I give a signal." Having said that, Jennie scrambled to the living room forgetting to lock the door in the moment of anxiety.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and her heart exploded in panic upon seeing Francis's bloodshot eyes. She knew it would yield no good if he is angered. He might act calmly at times but when triggered he is a satan no one can trifle with. But Jennie knew how to appease him.

"What a pleasant surprise, Francy." Jennie greeted hugging him.

If it was any other time, Francis would have jumped in joy. A spasm of irritation occurred over his face when he thought back to the pictures he has seen in the morning. Shoving her aside, Francis threw daggers at the person coming out of the room. He knew he would be clinging to his Jennie. "You dared to come after creating a big mess outside?"

Jennie pressed her lips in animosity. Damn it, I forgot to lock him in the room. Didn't I tell him to stay in the room? Why can't this idiot listen? Now I have to reconcile two elephants.

"France! I know you are angry with what happened today. But it's all misunderstanding-"

Francis threw the file in front of Lisa interrupting in the middle. The pictures of Lisa hugging a woman intimately scattered onto the floor. They have been deliberately forged to gain popularity.

Francis has been watching Lisa since childhood and as far as he observed, he was never the type of person to involve in any illicit affairs. But the pictures of him hugging some other woman have made him shook with rage and he acted on his instincts. Maybe if he calms down a little, he might think rationally.

"It's all fake Francy." Jennie made an effort to speak on behalf of Lisa when the atmosphere was turning serious. "I have seen-"

"Silence!"