As Jack's mother led me through their mansion, I couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and discomfort. The sprawling rooms were filled with opulent furnishings and expensive art, yet there was a sense of emptiness that lingered. I turned to Jack and wondered what it was like to grow up in such luxury and still have a mother who loved him.
"Wow, this place is amazing, Mrs. Hawke," I said, genuinely impressed.
"Oh, please. Call me Charlotte," she waved her hand, and a small smile formed on my lips.
"And yes, it's quite something, isn't it?" Charlotte replied with a small smile. "Jack's grandfather built it back in the 1920s."
"I can't imagine what it must be like to live here," I whispered to myself, but Jack turned his head towards me. He was about to say something when a man in a gray suit walked down the stairs.
"Jack!" he yelled with a laugh, and Jack clenched his hands and glared at him.
"Liam," he gritted out. I couldn't help but stare in awe at how similar Liam and Jack looked.
"Brother, it's nice to see you... And you brought a guest," his blue eyes moved to me, and all I could do was blink.
I quickly caught myself and smiled at him. "I'm Amanda, Jack's girlfriend," I said, extending my hand.
He shook my hand and kissed the back of my palm, and at that point, I was disgusted. I withdrew my hand and moved awkwardly to Jack.
Liam turned to Jack and raised a brow. "It's good you moved on," he said sweetly, but his eyes were mocking.
Mrs. Hawke quickly came and placed her hand on Jack's shoulder. "Why don't you show Amanda her room?" she asked, her eyes pleading. Jack sighed, nodded, but not without glaring at Liam.
We walked up the stairs, and Jack opened the door for me. When I turned to look at him, he was shaking with his eyes red.
"I can't stand seeing them," he forced out, his lips trembling. I instantly felt pity for him and cupped his face in my hand.
"Jack," I said softly, but his eyes wouldn't meet mine. I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his. My lips moved on his, but he made no reaction.
Soon, he began to relax, pulled me to his chest, and sighed. I gasped as he turned us around and pinned me to the wall.
We were both breathing heavily when he broke the kiss. His eyes were on mine, and he pushed his thumb between my lips, and I gently bit on it.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered, and his words sent shivers through my body. His lips met mine again, and I placed my hands on his shoulders, taking off his blazer while he undid my zipper and slid his left hand into my pants. I gasped into his mouth and held onto his neck as my knees buckled.
A knock sounded on the door, and I broke the kiss with my head turned to the door and wide eyes. The door was pushed open, and Bertha was standing there.
"Jack..." I trailed off when he made no attempt to stop. His fingers circled on my clit.
Bertha watched us with dark eyes, her hands clenching and twitching as she watched his fingers move in my pants.
"She's watching us," I said, and he pressed me harder against the wall, his lips landing on the side of my neck.
"Why should I stop what I've started?" he hummed, and I couldn't help it as my eyes rolled back, and I bit my lips.
"Dinner will be ready in 30 minutes," she breathed out and quickly walked away. I gasped again when he pinched my clit and slid in two fingers with his thumb rubbing on the sensitive spot.
It didn't take me long to become a shaking mess, and I released a sigh. Jack pulled his hand out and dropped his head on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, and I furrowed my brows and chuckled.
"I should have stopped when she came. I-I was trying to make her jealous—" "Jealous?" I cut him off and chuckled, holding his head in my hands.
"Isn't that the whole point why I am here, Jack?" I questioned with a smirk, and he smiled a little.
"I don't mind," I sighed and pulled up my zipper. "I'm getting paid and also having a good time."
I ducked under his arm and walked over to the bed. I dropped onto it and released a sigh as I looked at the white ceiling. I could hear the sound of his feet as he walked towards me, and I glared when he was standing above me with his arms crossed.
"Why don't you just make me your girlfriend, then?" he questioned, and I furrowed my brows and sat up.
"You wouldn't want that," I mumbled, running my right hand through my hair.
"Why?"
I got up and looked at the closed window, watching as a bird landed on one of the trees. I turned my head to meet his eyes. "Because I would just be another Bertha."
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When I said I was enjoying this a little too much, maybe I was exaggerating. Our forks and knives clicked on our plates as we all ate in silence. It was damn awkward.
Mrs. Hawke cleared her throat, and I looked up and saw her dropping utensils, her eyes meeting mine.
Fuck. Here come the questions.
"So, Amanda, why don't you tell the family about yourself?" she smiled, and I looked around to see everyone's eyes on me.
I swallowed the pasta in my mouth, dabbed my lips with the tissue, and chuckled. I didn't know what the hell I was going to say.
Jack's hand landed on mine, and I could feel all eyes on it. I exhaled a breath. "I work at a café in Denver called 'SugarSips Café,' and I have a little sister—"
"How old are you?"
My lips formed a thin line, and I turned to Bertha, who had her cheek resting on the back of her palm with her fork dangling between her fingers.
"21," I answered curtly, and she turned to Jack with wide eyes and gasped.
"Jack! I know you are into younger women, but isn't she too young?"
I turned my head to Jack, who had his jaws clenched, and at that moment, I realized that I didn't know his age.
I shook my head and looked at my food. Why do I even care? I am doing this for the money.
"If you were curious, darling, he is 32," Liam smiled at me, and both Jack and Bertha glared at him.
"Stay away from this one, Liam," Jack growled, his hands clenching. Liam chuckled, finding everything funny, and raised his hands in surrender.
"Come on, brother, if she wants me, why should I deny the lady?" He winked at me, and I wondered what the hell he was doing?
"Boys!" Charlotte yelled, glaring at her sons. "Stop arguing at this moment and start acting like men."
"What's the fuss all about?" A new voice said, and all eyes turned toward the hallway.
An older man walked in, dressed in a dark blue suit, and a smile on his lips.
"James," Jack said, and the man chuckled.
"Oh, that's Dad to you, Jack."
With furrowed brows, I looked at Jack and realized that his life might not have been as great as I thought it was.
James.I couldn't help but stare at him. He was seated next to Charlotte who was all smiles as she stared at him with dreamy eyes and all I could think about was how the fuck was he Jacks Dad.His eyes were a bright green and his hair was all salt and pepper and his smile was fucking hell hot.If he wasn't Jacks Dad, I would want him too.I turned to Jack with confusion written all over my face and he answered my unasked question. "Step Dad"I shake my head and took a bite out of my pasta when I felt his gaze on me. "Who's the lady?" He questioned, his voice making me choke on the food while Jack patted me in n my back and handed me a glass of water."I'm Amanda... uhm, jacks girlfriend" I mumbled, his eyes looking at my form for a quick second."Ah! I see" He chuckled. "You finally have a girlfriend" He added the last part and he glanced at me.Damn, this family makes me uncomfortable.Dispit what had happened a few minutes ago, the evening was becoming enjoyable as Charlotte kept on
I couldn't help but feel relieved as James walked away from the balcony, leaving me alone with Jack. The tension that had been building between James and me had finally dissipated, at least for the moment. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and turned to face Jack, who was now standing next to me with a concerned expression."What happened?" Jack asked, his voice laced with worry. His eyes darted between James and me, trying to make sense of the situation.I let out a frustrated sigh, my voice tinged with annoyance. "What's his problem?" I muttered, my gaze fixed on the spot where James had disappeared.Jack furrowed his brow, clearly confused as he walked up to me. "Did he do something to you?" he asked, his tone protective. In his hand, the bottle of wine he had brought for the evening was forgotten as he placed it on a table.I shook my head, a mixture of frustration and confusion swirling inside me as I looked at Jack. "No, it's not like that. It's just..." I sh
"Are you sure you are ready for this?" Fredrick asked, a smirk playing on his lips, his hand gripping the handle of the door."Amanda..." My name trailed off Jack's lips. "Don't.""Come on, Man. You've had your fun; let the lady enjoy what's behind this door."I puffed out a breath and turned to Fredrick. "Open it."One would have expected that when the door was opened, I would be met with a few people, naked, but that wasn't the case.I raised a brow as Fredrick motioned for us to step into the elevator."Going down," he said, and the ride was somewhat tense and uncomfortable... Well, Jack was making me feel that way.I was one who loved to explore every sexual experience out in the world, and I would be damned if I would be missing this one.The elevator dinged, and as I blinked, brushing a few strands of hair from my face, my lips were slightly parted as I watched the scene unfold before me.Men and women... All naked.I could not move my eyes from their sweaty bodies, and my eyes
The ride back to the house was uncomfortably silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the cars honking and the tip of his fingers tapping the steering wheel.We soon arrived at the estate, and the gate was opened. My tensed body slowly relaxed as he parked the car.I watched him get out of the car, and he wasted no time in opening the door to the mansion without glancing back.What did I do?That was the only thing I had in mind since I entered the elevator with him. I sighed, got out of the car, and slammed the door behind me while I rushed after him. The mansion was silent, and I assumed that there was no one home. I quickly walked up the stairs and opened the door.The room was empty, but I could hear the shower running, and I sighed, running my hand through my hair and closing the door behind me. I put my hair up in a bun and sat on the bed.I picked up my phone that was on the nightstand and saw two missed calls from Charlie."Shit," I cursed myself for not taking my ph
I groaned, turning my head to the other side and slowly opened my eyes. "Oh, god," I muttered under my breath and closed my eyes again."Good morning, beautiful," Jack sighed, and I raised a brow. "How long have you been watching me sleep?" I questioned with one eye open."A few minutes."I rolled my eyes and got up from the bed, heading towards the bathroom. I quickly lathered my toothbrush with toothpaste and brushed my teeth. As I was about to undress, Jack walked in, his brows raised high as he looked at me with my hands about to pull down my pants."Let's take a shower together.""Absolutely not.""You're my girlfriend.""Maybe I'll take that back if you do not exit the bathroom.""Okay! Okay. I'll leave."A slow smile spread on my lips as I watched his retreating back. I shook my head and turned to look at myself in the mirror. I frowned as I stared at my reflection."Does being Jack's girlfriend mean I won't be getting the fifteen grand he promised me?" I sighed. We need to tal
Sitting at the local diner at the fair, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over me. As we stared at our plates, the clinking of silverware against porcelain was the only sound that broke the silence. Liam had finished eating his food and had his left arm wrapped around Bertha, while Bertha's eyes were on Jack as she slowly slurped her drink.Liam was buried in his phone, and from the corner of my eye, I could see he was scrolling through Instagram with a mischievous grin on his face. I couldn't help but glance over at Jack, who sat across from me, his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed. He hated his brother, and it was no secret.Liam, oblivious to Jack's glare, couldn't contain his laughter as he tapped his phone's screen. "Check this out, guys!" he exclaimed, pushing the phone toward the center of the table. It was a post. A photo of Jack and me kissing.My breath hitched as I looked at the background; it was from Frederick's sex house."Oh, brother..." Liam laughed as
We were seated on his bed, and I nervously picked at the skin on my thumbs. I was waiting for him to say something, but he only stared at his hands.There was no rush; I will wait.He sighed and ran his trembling hand through his tousled hair. His gaze slowly shifted from his hands to meet mine. "It was about six months ago." He paused for a moment, swallowing hard, his lips twitching as if he were trying to hold back a torrent of emotions."Just like Liam said, we did go to Paris. I didn't want to go, but Bertha insisted that it would be an opportunity to fix our relationship after..." He trailed off and turned his head to the ground.My hands twitched to touch him, but I stopped myself. "After she caught me cheating."He couldn't look at me. He was ashamed."I really wanted to fix things with her, and so we went to Fredrick's Cafe, and then she... she slept with my brother. Right in front of me," he said, his voice cracking, "and now I just found out that she slept with Fredrick too
Jack's POVShe was perfection, everything I wanted in a woman. I sighed blissfully as I ran the tips of my fingers across her soft cheek and pushed the strands of hair out of her face.I smiled to myself as she groaned and turned to the other side of the bed. A soft knock sounded on the door, and I turned my head towards it with a frown.I gently got out of the bed, making sure not to wake Amanda, and wrapped a towel around my waist. I unlocked the door and pulled it slightly open, facing Bertha.My face instantly hardened upon seeing her. Her eyes moved towards the bed, where Amanda was asleep, and I shifted, blocking her view of my woman."What do you want, Bertha?" I asked, annoyance lacing my voice as I looked at her."Can we talk?" she questioned, her voice soft, her eyes burrowing into mine.I gulped as I looked into her eyes and, with a sigh, I nodded and walked out of the room, following behind her.We were at the balcony, and I was only in a towel with the cold biting into my