It's been two weeks since I last went to a club or even had sex, and I could feel the urge for a good fuck coming on. A good sex, just like the last one I had.
I released a dreamy sigh, just thinking about the hot hunk who fucked me good. The sound of a hand smacking the counter snapped me from my daydream, and I was faced with an angry customer.
"My coffee?" The old lady snapped, and I sighed once more and muttered a quick sorry while preparing her coffee. When the lady was gone, I lazily looked at the clock hanging on the wall and took off the apron around my neck when I saw my shift was over.
"You couldn't wait for one more minute?" Charlie mocked as he came through the back door while I chuckled and threw the apron at him.
"I was counting every second you would walk through that door," I joked back, and he shook his head.
"Going to the club, yes?" He asked, coming up to the counter and tying his apron around his neck.
I clicked my tongue and gave him a smirk. "You know me too well, Charlie," I joked while bumping my fist on my chest.
I took a cab home first because I had to change into something more... sexy, and when I opened the door to our small apartment, I was hit with the stale smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Mom was passed out on the floor, her long brown hair tangled around her face, and I couldn't help but think about the first time this happened.
"Amanda?" Mom called out to me, slowly blinking as she stretched her hand to an empty bottle. I gulped, walking up to her. She was never like this, but when dad left, she turned to drinks and drugs and forgot that her children needed her.
"I'm here..." I whispered, kneeling beside her. She only replied with a grunt, and I knew she had fallen back asleep. I looked at her for a few seconds, and my lips turned down. I couldn't leave her on the floor, so I tried waking her up even though I knew it was hopeless.
With a deep sigh, I grabbed her arm and groaned while pulling her up to her feet. I puffed out a breath as I gently laid her on the couch.
"Fuck this," I whispered and went to my room. I pulled out my favorite red dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places, and I felt sexy wearing it.
I ran my hands through my hair, trying to tame the frizz. As I looked at myself in the mirror, my smile slowly dropped, and I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.
When I opened my eyes, I smiled at myself, put on my red lipstick, grabbed my black coat, and called a cab. As I dropped at the club, Joe waved at me with his friendly smile as I walked closer.
"Haven't seen you in a while," he said, and I smirked. "Well, I'm here now!" I laughed, and he shook his head and opened the door.
"Have a good time, baby girl," he winked, and I gave him a thumbs up and walked in. I felt the bass vibrating through my body. The strobe light flashed, and the room packed with people.
I made my way to the bar stool and scanned the room, looking for my next hookup.
"A glass of vodka tonic, please," I smiled at the barman, and he nodded.
From the corner of my eye, a slim man putting on a grey suit walked over and sat next to me.
"I'll have what she's having," he told the barman, tapping his key on the wood, and I raised a brow as I took a sip of my drink.
He turned to me, and I glanced at him. His dark eyes rested on my chest with a smirk. He looked at my face and smiled. "Why's a pretty girl drinking all by herself?"
Before I could answer, my chair spun, and I gasped when he was staring down at me with his grey eyes.
"Jack...." His name trailed off my lips like a prayer.
He turned to the man next to me and raised a brow. "Who said she was?" The man scoffed and walked off while muttering a silent slut.
"Princess," he whispered, and my lower lips clenched from hearing his voice. Fuck, I really am a slut.
I glared at him and crossed my legs with my knee touching his torso. "What was that for?" I questioned, and he smirked and removed the cuffs of his white shirt and rolled them up his arms.
"Because I can't stand the sight of seeing another man look at you like he wants to fuck you," he mumbled, his eyes moving from mine to my lips.
I took in a deep breath and held onto my drink tightly, then scoffed. "What we had was a one-night stand, Jack," I rolled my eyes and placed my drink on the table. "It means not getting attached."
He moved his lips to my ear, and I gulped as I pressed my back to the table. "Ever since that night, Princess, all I could think about was how good it felt to have you riding me, and every day...." He trailed off as he took in a breath. "I kept coming to this fucking club so I could see you again and take you."
"I-" "Shhhhh," he cut me off and brought his face closer to mine. His hot breath fanned my cheek. "Don't deny it, Princess, I know you want me too."
I grabbed his face, placed my lips on his, and fuck! It was so weird that I missed this even though I have only met him once.
What the hell am I doing? I promised myself never to get attached, and that was what I would do. I just need to fuck him once more, and I would forget all about him.
I broke the kiss and gave him a smirk. "Then take me, Jack."
It was another Monday, and I was standing behind the counter, scrolling through my phone when the bell on the door rang, alerting me that a customer had entered. When I looked up, my eyes widened as I saw Jack walk in through the door. He took off his sunglasses and glared at me with those grey eyes. "We need to talk," he said. I chuckled nervously and patted down my apron. "I'm working." He raised a brow and looked around the room filled with empty chairs. "I doubt that," he mumbled and turned his head back to me. I crossed my arms over my chest and frowned at him. "I'll also have a cup of coffee with no sugar," he said and walked to one of the vacant chairs and sat down, his eyes still on mine. I sighed and placed my hands on my waist. Damn, here I was thinking I would never see him again. I prepared his coffee, placed it on the table, and sat in front of him. "How did you find me?" "Your friend from the club," he answered and took a sip from his coffee. "Fucking Joe," I mu
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and quickly retrieved it, unlocking it to read a text from an unknown number."Where is your address, Princess?"I sighed and promptly sent my address to him. As I put my phone away, Mom stumbled into the living room, a cigarette hanging from her fingers."Mom!" Ani yelled and rushed to hug her, while Mom just looked around the room and yawned. Her eyes landed on the bags on the floor, and she looked up at me."Who's moving out?" she asked, taking a puff from her cigarette."I'll wait outside," Charlie said, picking up Ani's bag."Ani, come here," I said, and she frowned, walking to me. I smiled at her and cupped her cheeks. "Go and wait with Uncle Charlie.""Okay!" She said and ran out the door. Mom scoffed and took a drag from the cigarette."I'm going away for a week, and Ani will be staying with Charlie until I'm back," I said, and she lazily placed her hand on the arm of the couch.She scoffed again and tapped the ashes from the cigarette on t
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."Br
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
Amanda’s POV:Ethan.My gaze moved from each man as I wondered what the hell was going on. “Jack?” I called, and slowly, his eyes were now on me. I took steps away from the man—Ethan—and stood next to Jack.“Is something wrong?” I asked, placing my hand on his bicep. “Do you know him?”“We’ve had a brief encounter.” I turned to see Ethan walking towards us. He stretched his hand towards Jack. “It’s nice to see you again, Jack,” he added with a smile on his lips.Jack’s brows furrowed a little before he took Ethan’s hand. “What are you doing here?” Jack asked him suspiciously. “You never mentioned to me that you would be coming to my family’s party when we met,” he said, and Ethan chuckled.“Well, I didn’t know that you were Mrs. Hawke’s son. I got an invite to the New Year’s Eve party just this afternoon, and since I was going to be in town for a while, I decided it wouldn’t be a bad idea if I attended a party,” he said, and then his eyes turned to me. “And I guess it really wasn’t a
---**Amanda’s POV:**As soon as I got downstairs, I was surprised to see the mansion already filled with guests, even though it was still early. My eyes met Charlotte’s, and she waved me over.“Oh dear, you look wonderful!” she complimented me, and I smiled at her.“And so do you,” I replied, walking next to her.“I wasn’t expecting this many people,” I muttered, looking at the guests scattered in every corner of the rooms.“Oh, these aren’t all of the guests. I am still expecting a few more,” she whispered. I nodded, already distracted when I spotted Charlie going up the stairs with Liam.“Can you excuse me for a moment, Charlotte? I need to check on something,” I smiled at her. She waved her hand dismissively, and I clutched my purse tightly, following behind them. As soon as I reached the balcony and spotted them, I took a deep breath and cleared my throat.Charlie jumped back as soon as he saw me, while Liam only gave me a dismissive glance.“Charlie?” I called, taking a step clo
**Amanda’s POV**There was a party. Tonight. The only reasonable dress that I had was the one Jack got me for our date. All that was left were just jackets, trousers, and shirts. I took in a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair. Now this was something else that I had to worry about. There was a knock on the door, and I frowned and dropped the shirt that was in my hand on the bed.I walked to the door and pulled it open, and standing before me was Charlotte. I sucked in a breath, and a smile played on my lips. “Hi!” I chirped and stepped backward, letting Charlotte in the room.“Oh, Amanda! We live in the same house, but I hardly ever see you,” she said while I chuckled awkwardly.Her eyes moved to the pile of clothes that were on the bed and back to me. “Would you like to go shopping with me, Amanda?”*****I couldn’t say no. I mean, I tried, but Charlotte definitely didn’t let me. She said we needed some “we” time, so I agreed. We both walked around the mall as we looked fo
Jack's POVMy eyes couldn't move from the paper that was peeking out of Amanda's bag. My eyes moved to the door, then to the bag, and I quickly took it. I couldn't shake off the feeling of Amanda being with someone else. I turned the paper over and read what was written on it.My hands tightened, crumpling the paper as I read the words over and over again. I took in a deep breath, got up, put the paper in the back of my pocket, and walked out of the room. I paused as I watched Amanda walk into her sister's room, and with my brows furrowed, I walked down the stairs."Oh perfect!"I turned my head to see Mom waving at me. "Jack, come here," she said, walking towards the couch and sitting down with her legs crossed over the other.She brought out a list, filled with names, and I frowned. "I was thinking about having a party for New Year's Eve. You know, we could all count down as we go into a new year, and these are the names of people I'm inviting," she said in a breath, and I looked ov
“What did you do?” I gritted my teeth as I met Bertha at the hallway. She turned to me, eyes swollen and rushed to hug me. I stumbled back and frowned then pushed her away.I scoffed and shook my head. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” “It’s not what you think, Amanda! I swear. When I came back to the bar you were already gone!”I chuckled, my eyes glaring daggers into her head. “You drugged me.”“W-what? What are you talking about, Amanda,” She frowned moving forward while I took some steps back. “I should have known everything you were saying about leaving Jack for me was bull shit. You wanted me to cheat so he would leave me”Bertha stared at me for a few seconds before a low chuckle escaped her lips. She wiped the tears that had formed around her eyes. “Like I said, Amanda. I didn’t do shit.” She stepped forward and pointed her fingers at me.“Don’t blame me for what you did. You spent the night out with God knows who and you’re trying to pin it on me?” She scoffed and
I rested my back on the door and took a shaky breath. My eyes moved to the bathroom door, and the sound of running water could be heard. I trudged my way to it and pulled the door open.Jack's back was turned to me, and I waited a few heartbeats before moving closer to him.I got into the shower, my clothes getting soaked, but that was the least of my concern. I wrapped my arms around his torso and placed the side of my cheeks on his back.I sniffed, my lips smacking hard against each other, and my eyes pressed closed. "Why did you leave?" he asked, and I snapped my eyes open."I—I don't know... I guess I just needed a reason to be angry," I whispered, and he turned around. My hands left his body while his palm cupped my cheeks."I was scared, Amanda. I thought something happened to you," he whispered, placing his temple on mine. I closed my eyes as my lips shook.Something did happen. I just couldn't remember what.I wrapped my fingers around his neck and opened my eyes. "I know. I a
Sweaty bodies, cheap perfumes. Fuck, I missed this. I took a swig of my drink, gulping it down in one go, and my head instantly began to spin as my hips moved with the beats of the song.I laughed with Bertha as we held each other and danced. "My legs are killing me! Let's take a break!" she yelled over the loud music, and I nodded, stumbling our way to the bar."Who knew it'd be so fun with you when you aren't being such a bitch!" I giggled, and she laughed. "Yeah, well, you could also be a bitch at times," she shrugged, and we both laughed."Handsome!" Bertha called to the bartender, and he smiled at her. "Two more shots of vodka!"I placed my head on the table and groaned. "Fuck. I'm so drunk right now.""Let's have one last drink and go home," Bertha laughed, and I raised my head to her. "Fine!" I groaned, took the drink from her, and downed it."I'm going to head to the bathroom real quick, then we will be on our way!"I waved her off as she walked away and ran my hands through m
"Annie!" My little sister rushed into my arms, and I held her tight. "I miss you," we both said and laughed. When I looked up, Mom was standing behind Charlie with her eyes fixed on the mansion. I walked over to Charlie, who was grinning at me and wiggling his eyebrows.I laughed and hugged him tight. "I miss you so much, Charlie," he whispered in my ear. "Missed you too."Mom only spared me a glance and turned to Jack, who was watching us. She smiled brightly and stretched her hand to him."It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Reynolds." He smiled at her, and she waved her hand. "Oh no. Just call me Mary-Ellen.""Of course," he said with a grin that would melt any woman's heart. But definitely not hers."Please come in," he added, taking one of the bags from the truck and into the mansion. Charlotte's heels clicked as she walked to us. "Oh my," she smiled, walking faster."I am so glad you were able to make it!" She clapped her hands. She wrapped her arms around my mom, shocking her. "
I walked into the kitchen and instantly smelled the delicious Christmas food. Surprisingly, the room was busy with people preparing for the holiday. Bertha, of all people, stood near the counter, sipping on a glass of juice. As our eyes met, she put down her drink and began to walk towards me.I released a sigh as I already knew what was to come. My body tensed, and my eyes widened as her arms wrapped around me. "Merry Christmas, Amanda," she said, a grin on her face."Wh-?"I looked at her in confusion, my eyebrows furrowed as I wondered what she was trying to get at. Bertha never liked me, so why was she being nice to me now?"Would you look at that," Charlotte walked over to us with a smile. My face softened at how happy she looked. "My daughter-in-law is finally getting along." She placed her hand on her chest and looked at us happily.Before I could say anything, Bertha's phone rang, and she excused herself. I raised a brow as I watched her walk away, skeptical of what she was pl