Jacob’s anger

“Leave!” he yelled at them in a strong, powerful voice, and the men, who were about to cum quickly, pulled out when they saw Jacob’s expression.

If expressions could kill, they would have died with the way Jacob stared at them.

Picking his phone up, he dialed Christian’s number. “Come and pick them up in ten minutes, else it will be their bodies you will be retrieving,” Jacob yelled on the phone at his assistant.

Where the fuck did Christian find hungry ass men that didn’t understand the rules! How dare they look at his pet.

Not wanting to wait for ten minutes before they were picked up, the men immediately started picking up whatever belonged to them and attempted to leave until they found out that the door was locked.

They stared at it with shocked expressions.

The man who had seen the various kinds of guns that Jacob had stacked in his drawer was visibly shaking, and he was the most frightened one out of the two men.

The other one wasn’t any better; he was shaking, but it wasn’t as