Seven Sins System Chapter 320. Play With A Devil

Seven Sins System Chapter 320. Play With A Devil 

Without losing his smile, John glanced at Aria's hand wrapped around my arm before he looked at me. His gaze was intense, calculating, and I could practically see the gears turning in his head. It was clear he approached us with a specific purpose, and my gut told me it had everything to do with the cult.

I bet they'd picked me out as their newest target. Lucky me.

“Wow, I didn't know you were close to Ms. Aria, doc,” John said, raising an eyebrow. His tone was a little too casual for my liking, like he was trying to extract information with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer.

I shot Aria a quick, side-eyed glance and forced my own smile, as artificial as it could get, and suppressed a wave of disgust that threatened to bubble up from deep within. I've always been a devil, and as the master of deception, I could usually play the part of the charming, poker-faced doc without breaking a sweat. But right now, all I could muster was a weird, crooked grin that probably made me look more like a sideshow attraction than a respectable medical professional.

"Y-Yes, we are kinda close," I stammered, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could even think to stop them. I could feel a shiver run down my spine when I said that. I couldn't believe I let those words escape my lips.

"Yes, we are very close," Aria said, her voice ringing with unwavering conviction, and she fixed me with a knowing look, hugging my hand tighter.

Those words, coming from her, sent a shiver down my spine. I felt like slapping her hand away, shaking my head vigorously, and revealing that we were far from being the dynamic duo she was portraying. But somehow, I managed to stop myself. Even though I was pretty sure I could handle the cult alone, I needed her, more than I cared to admit. I needed her to help prove that the demons had nothing to do with the chaos unfolding in the mortal realm, and I hoped she could convey that message to her mother.

John's frown deepened, suspicion etched across his face. "But I thought you were close to Ms. Julia, doc," he asked, his words laced with doubt, as if he could smell the deceit in the air.

I was about to open my mouth, ready to provide some semblance of an explanation to John's query, but Aria beat me to it. "No, no, you've got it all wrong," she declared with unwavering conviction. She shifted even closer to me, and her hand on my arm tightened its grip. "Dr. Allen is closer to me than anyone else. Ms. Julia is just a colleague, and nothing more," she added, her words crisp and clear, like a sudden gust of wind cutting through the tension.

I fought back a cringe that threatened to take over my face as I turned my gaze towards Aria. My eyes shot her a look that was positively dripping with disgust, and my expression screamed out, 'I know we're just pretending here, so can you please not make it so ridiculously over-the-top? It's disgusting.'

Aria met my disapproving stare with a glance of her own, maintaining her serene smile even in the face of my silent criticism. Her eyes seemed to say, 'Shut up and play along with me,' and for better or worse, I got the message loud and clear. So there I stood, sporting a forced grin, caught up in this strange charade that seemed to be spiraling further into the bizarre with every passing second.

'Right...' I thought. Since Aria wanted to put on a show that we were 'very close,' I figured I'd give her a taste of just how close we could be.

So, with a sly smirk tugging at the corners of my lips, I casually slid my arm around her waist, pulling her close to me. The effect was immediate, her cheeks flushing a shade that looked anything but natural. But, hey, desperate times called for desperate measures.

I turned my gaze toward John, my expression playing up the charade. "Yeah," I said, echoing Aria's words, "just like she said. I'm incredibly close to her." I leaned in a bit closer, lowering my voice to a sultry whisper, "So close that we know and memorize every inch of each other's bodies." I couldn't help but add a mischievous wink for good measure. "You catch my drift, right?"

This time, it was Aria's turn to cringe, and her disgusted look could have curdled milk. But she managed to restrain herself from giving me an earful right then and there. We were toeing the line between playing it cool and going way overboard with this act.

Casually, I turned to Aria, a wicked glint in my eyes. "What's wrong, dear? Why the face?" I asked with a sly grin, leaning in a little closer. "As if I'm not in the mood to give my 'meat' to you," I shot her, not holding back. If she wanted to play with a devil, I'd show her just how devilish it could get.

Aria's face flushed crimson, and she looked like she was ready to explode with a mix of anger and disgust at my brazen remark. But, to my surprise, no complaints or protests spilled from her lips. Her composure held, though barely, and she shot me a sidelong glance that could have charred the edges of my core.

"Oh, I didn't know you two had reached that stage," John chimed in, his eyes wide with surprise. He continued, "It seems I was mistaken in thinking that you were close to Ms. Julia." His words held an air of uncertainty.

"It's all good," I replied, offering a faint smile. "But I hope you can keep this on the down-low," I added, lowering my voice a notch for emphasis. "You know, I don't want this to turn into some wild scandal or anything. I've only been on the job for a few months, after all," I continued, my eyes scanning John's face for any sign of understanding. Although, to be honest, the request was a tad futile given our history. We'd already pulled this act here, at the academy yard, after all.

John flashed a reassuring grin. "Don't you worry," he assured me. "I'll keep my lips sealed," he said with a wink, as if he had a secret agent's level of discretion.