The Devil's Good Girl
Chapter 115: Please be gentle with my heart.

Chapter 115: Please be gentle with my heart.

"Does that mean... I can now officially ask you for a date?"

Fil looked back at Jackson with genuine wonder in her eyes. He smiled when horror turned up on her face, squinting his eyes.

"Tomorrow — ah, I can’t. Weekend is family day," he said, almost like gloating. "I’m going on a vacation with my mom, dad, and little bro. I can’t just ditch them just because I want to date you. How about next week?"

"What?" Deep lines appeared between her brows, looking at him suspiciously. "You’re going with your family?"

"Yes, don’t worry, though. You go on with the music video while I unwind with my family." He shrugged, waving at her dismissively. "They’ve already packed their things. We’re ready to go."

"Jack, I didn’t know you... have a family."

"Hah! That’s insulting."

"I’m sorry, it’s just that —"

"A certain person just told me that since I’m a friend, I’m also like a family to her parents," he recalled. "But we’re more than just friends. So, yeah, I gained a family weeks ago."

Her mouth fell open, looking at him in disbelief. "Are you... talking about my... family?"

"They’re not just yours anymore."

"Jack! Are you taking my family hostage?" she gasped, forgetting the mood she was in upon hearing his excuse as to why he was leaving tomorrow. Fil knew Jackson had a prior commitment tomorrow; he kept telling her about it in the past few days. She didn’t know this was the prior commitment!

"Hostage? My mom didn’t raise me like that, sweetheart!" Jackson placed his hand across his chest. "I’m offended."

"My mom didn’t raise you in the first place!"

"Well, that’s why the word "long lost" was invented for this kind of purpose."

"Oh, my god. You’re my brother?" he returned sarcastically. "Then, does that mean I’ve been sleeping with my brother?"

"Sweet Home Alabama."

Fil scoffed in defeat, not surprised her sarcasm didn’t even affect him the way it should. If anything, he just accepted it, just as it was.

’Ah, god...’ she clenched her teeth, looking away from him. "When did you — since when have you been meeting with my parents?"

"Since the time I met them?" Jackson blinked innocently. "I kept in touch. Gave them a new phone. I don’t want to judge, but their phones are old. How can you be happy seeing them through a video call with such grainy cameras?"

"..." Did he think she never offered?

"Eli was very happy with his new phone and computer," he remarked before he suddenly laid down, his head finding a comfortable spot on her lap. Looking up at her, his lips stretched from ear to ear until his teeth were fully displayed. "I’m sorry, but you’re not invited."

"They are my family," Fil stressed. "How come I’m not included in this family trip?"

"Well, it’s your punishment for neglecting them for months."

"But —" Fil halted, biting her tongue, eyes locked with his. "You’re really going?"

He nodded.

"I’m not invited?"

He nodded more.

"Because I’m being punished?"

"Yep."

"It’s your idea?"

"It’s Eli’s." He mused. "He said to let you die of jealousy. I think he likes me."

"..." Fil scoffed faintly, staring down at him. "It’s not Eli’s idea. My little brother would never... well, I guess, he can be a little vengeful."

"It’s his idea, but today, I thought it’s a good one." Jackson wiggled his brows. "I should’ve asked you today, but I changed my mind when you punished yourself as a means to punish others."

"Is that why you wanted to have a client meeting today?"

He nodded, smiling innocently. "You can’t let them see you with a boo boo on the lips, can you? That would be very cruel to them. They won’t get to enjoy a well-deserved vacation because they would be just worrying what their daughter had been up to these days."

"Unless we tell them it’s a product of a passionate, wild love between us," he added. "I think they’d understand."

"I said I was sorry," Fil frowned, wincing a little when he pinched her cheek.

"Forgiven." He nodded. "But forgiving doesn’t mean there are no consequences anymore. You’re lucky you’re not on a time-out."

"I’m not a kid."

"Never said you are."

"Then why do you keep treating me like one?"

"I never did." He remarked, confused. "If I do treat you or even see you like a child, I won’t ask you for a blow job. That would be so strange."

"Blow, what?"

He grinned until his eyes squinted into mere slits. Fil, on the other hand, knitted her brows in confusion.

"Can you do it?" he asked. "I’ve been thinking about it every time I’m in the office. It’s kinda disappointing to look under the desk and you’re not in there."

"???"

Jackson studied the look on her face, smirking in amusement at the cluelessness twinkling in her eyes. He chuckled, getting up, only to look down under the couch to get his phone.

"How did you know I put your phone in there?" she asked out of curiosity.

When he straightened his back, he looked at her knowingly. "Because I don’t see it to where I left it?" he returned, scooting over to her side. Jackson stretched his arm over her shoulder and rested it on the backrest.

"This is what I’m talking about," he said, moving the phone between them.

He went to his browser, typing the magic word "blow job videos. In a matter of seconds, tons of videos appeared that left her flabbergasted. He clicked the first one and the two of them watched the video he wanted her to do.

"This is porn," she blurted out under her breath, and he hummed and nodded.

"Where else can we watch it if not on porn sites, sweetheart?" Jackson jerked his chin. "Look."

Fil moved her face closer, scrunching up her nose in dismay. Meanwhile, Jackson had his eyes on her. It was more fun watching her reaction than watching something they could just do in a few minutes.

"This is... nasty," she whispered in disbelief, turning her head at him. Much to her surprise, Jackson was just staring at her. "Are you serious?"

"Depends," he shrugged nonchalantly. "If you’re ready, then yes."

"I’m not ready!"

"Damn!" Jackson hissed. "I shouldn’t have said that."

Fil squinted her eyes at him and then peeked at the video still playing on the phone. She gulped, snapping her eyes back to Jackson. She awkwardly placed a hand on his thigh, clearing her throat.

"What are you doing?" he arched a brow.

"I can try," she said, pinching a small portion of his pants. "It’s nasty, but I told you... I like exploring with you."

He blinked and then blinked some more, noticing how her face slowly turned red. "Haha!" He laughed, making her furrow her brows.

"You were joking?"

"No, sweetheart." Jackson moved his face closer, grinning. "I’m not joking, but I didn’t say tonight. You have that on your lips. I don’t want to hurt you just to pleasure me. Though it’s obvious you like it rough and raw."

Fil leaned back a little, murmuring. "You’re so troublesome."

"But you like it." He moved his face closer, slipping his slender fingers in between hers. "Let’s do something different tonight."

Different?

Before Fil could say anything, Jackson already tilted his head and pressed his lips against hers. She intuitively closed her eyes, inhaling his breath, and opening her lips to welcome him. Crawling her arms over his shoulders, she felt his arms circle around her waist.

In a breath, Jackson lifted her hips and yanked her to his lap. Fil snapped her eyes open, drawing her head back in surprise. Her knees rested on either side of his legs, sitting on top of him, eyes wide.

"The power is yours tonight, milady," he humored, leaning back comfortably until the back of his head was resting on the backrest. "Please be gentle with my heart."

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