Handsome.jack X Rhys Novels & Stories

So I do. “If you’re going to call me a slut, at least say it to my face.” Jack smirks, “You’re a slut, and I’m going to enjoy fucking your slutty little mouth.” His arrogance sends a hot flash of anger through my body, but it also intensifies the heat between my legs. God, why do I find douchebags like Jack so attractive? Before I can say anything, Jack turns to the black man. “Niles, get her on the table. On her back.”

The blond and brown-haired men joined us. “Bodey, chill,” the blond said. His hair was longer than Bodey’s, with waves that fell into his eyes. He had a similar build, just a bit smaller and shorter, but his cobalt eyes were jarring. “She’s been through a horrible experience at the hands of her own pack members, so back off, douche canoe, and don’t freak her out more.” He winked at me. “I’m Jack, by the way. And you are?” My face warmed. “Callie.”

A video file was attached, with a message: See what your man’s been up to. My heart pounded as I clicked the video, dread pooling in my chest. The screen lit up, and I froze. It was Rhys, on his couch, with Ciara. They were… together, tangled up, kissing, having sex. My breath caught, my vision blurring with tears. The sounds, their movements, it was too much. My knees buckled, and I grabbed the desk, a sob choking me. I nearly collapsed, my heart shattering into pieces. :::::::

I put my name and number in his phone and gave him his phone back. "See you around some time beautiful." Jack said while giving my hand a kiss before he turned to leave. I stood there checking his ass out again as he walked away. While I was checking Jack out I felt someone spin me around. Next thing I know I was facing yet another man for the night. This guy was tall and handsome. He was dark skinned with a clean cut face and brown eyes. We danced to four songs before he finally spoke to me.

My second Lover was one of my drivers in my company and his name is Jack. Jack was different guy altogether he wasn't the kind of guy I usually have interest in but there was something attractive about him.. He has this mysterious cool look on his face that turns a woman on, plus he's charming.. He was quite tall and well built, dark, bold, active and energetic... I wouldn't go into details of how we hooked up but he was definitely a man.. The first time we had s*x, Jack gave me more than I bargained for.. He rammed and thrusted my c*nt hard all night, making me moan out loud like a SL*t as he made love to me... He f*cked me for an hour straight without pulling out and he made me c*m hard

“I went to check on her in the container and she was gone.” “What? How could she be gone?” I struggled to keep my thoughts in one angle. “Are you saying she escaped? How did she even escape?” Jack splayed his hands in the air. “I don’t know how she did it, but I guess she’s more powerful than we gave her credit for,” he said and then looked at me. “That hug looked suspicious. You shouldn’t be hugging him like you’re still in love with him.” I grunted in frustration. “What do you want to hear, Jack, that I still love him? If that’s so then yes, I still love Rhys!”

I tried again to stand up "seriously, I kinda hoped you could tell me all about that hot guy , I made some research when you never came back , I think I finally found his name , Jack Alphstone " she said and opened the bag " Jack , his name is Jack seriously" that name rung a bell a big big bell " Wait Jack CEO of ASTONE Enterprises" "Yeah that Jack see , I got photos " she handed me her phone. Damn he was handsome, coke black hair , smoky gray eyes , a perfectly sculpted face with glowing skin and a flawless smile ,

I turn back to Jake and for one brief insane second I actually consider leaning in and kissing him just to see what Rhys will do. But then Jake takes the decision out of my hands because he’s leaning in and his lips are almost on mine and I realize this is a terrible idea and I start to pull back, but Jake’s hand is on the back of my neck pulling me closer. “Jake, wait—” Before I can finish there’s a hand on Jake’s shoulder yanking him away from me so hard he nearly falls out of the booth. “We’re leaving.” Rhys’s voice is deadly calm. Jake recovers and stands up. “What the hell, man? Who are you?”

Every part of him looked expensive and dangerous. Ivan Vladimir. He was devastatingly handsome. His tall, lean frame with broad shoulders looked tempting under the black suit. His chiseled face features his ocean blue eyes, sharp jawline that could have been carved from stone, and his deep oceanic eyes which screams blue that scanned the world like a predator and a nose that looked so pointed that it could pop a pimple. His long hazel hair cascaded down his back leaving his high cheekbones and sculpted face on full display. When he looked at you, it felt like standing too close to lightning.

He looks up as I approach, his expression shifting into something warm and familiar. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite guest. What brings you down here?” I offer him a small, polite smile, but restrained as I take the seat across from him. “Hey, Jack.” He gestures for a waiter, who approaches quickly, and I nod slightly. “Sparkling water, please.” Before I move straight to the point. “Have you spoken to Rhys today?” Jack pauses, his posture shifting, his expression turning more attentive, more serious than before. “Actually… no,” he says, leaning back slightly. “I tried calling him earlier about something, but he didn’t pick up.”