He had come for...me.

"Jack!" I cried immobilized.

His face held no emotion whatsoever, but his eyes possessed a trace of anger as he looked past me and onto Paul.
  
The older man walked closer to us, to me. With his faint footsteps, I didn't blame myself too much for missing his entrance.

His eyes finally fell on me as he placed a hand on my shoulder. "How are you feeling?"
My eyes reacted to his voice, once more blurring my vision.
   "Come here." Jack pulled me against his body like I was a delicate doll that could break if force was used.

   I shamelessly wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed the side of my face on his chest. The fast beats of his heart spoke of an emotion that he was hiding. Could it be, rage?
   He must have seen Paul kissing me.
That may have left a negative impact on his heart, that was if he still loved me.

  I pushed aside all of the petty things that had happened and sought real comfort from him. He had also known Daisy for a long time. She had once worked for him to protect me. Of course, he could relate to more than Paul could.

     He rubbed my back and hugged me till my crying stopped. By then, I was feeling too weak. My eyes were aching and my throat was cracked dry.
Jack must have noticed my fatigue.

  The male asked not for my permission, he just swept my feet off the floor and gathered me to his upper body. The feeling of being carried brought a warm fuzzy sensation to my chest. It relieved my feet of the burden of carrying my weight.

   "Let's go home."

I didn't respond. My whole body was in a state of complete exhaustion. So exhausted that my eyes closed on their own without any command.

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         ****JACK POV***

I pinched the bridge of my nose hard.
   My jaw clenched.
And my left fist hardened.

The image of Paul kissing Annie felt like a knife had been shoved deep in my chest and the assaulter was still pushing it in, aiming for more than my heart.

   I increased the force behind the fingers on my face till my skin started burning. A minute more and I'd have pinched the skin right off of my nose.

     Why are you so mad?
She's not yet yours.

Not yet? I questioned his conscious.
In my mind, Annie would always belong to me, whether she was dating someone else or not. I could snatch her away from any man. But I didn't want to entertain the thought of Annie falling for any other man, much less, Paul.

     "Jack?" Her low raspy voice slipped into my ears, prompting me to lift my head and turn it towards the bed. My bed.

  In the half-lit room, I could still see the sadness hanging on Annie's face like a mask. It dimmed her life and made my heart bleed a little.
     "Why, how did I get here?" She asked looking around.

She had lost her consciousness back in the hospital, leading to a blank memory in her head. I had driven her home and had the servants change her clothes for I did not trust my hands that deeply. What I did help with, was to wipe her face and hands. After that, I had sunk my angry ass on the couch and kept her company from a distance.

      "You passed out," I answered vaguely.

"Oh!"
She pushed the covers to the side and slipped off the bed. The night dress accidentally hiked up, exposing a generous portion of her ass.
Dammit!

They hadn't put anything under that dress.
    
    Concentrate Jack. She has just lost her best friend.

"Where are you going?" I asked fixing my eyes on that ass. She was yet to realize about the little wardrobe malfunction going on down there. And honestly, I didn't mind. I could stare at that ass wiggle all day and night.

     "I...I need to shower."

I swung my legs off the couch and stood up, eyes now on Annie's face.
   She turned fully to face me, depriving me of the back view I had shamelessly enjoyed.

     "Is my shower broken?" I questioned stopping in front of her.
Annie tensed. I could see it all over her face and her shoulders. Her eyes seemed to bulge the more I stared at them.
What was I doing?
   Why could I feel some rage leaking in my chest? I was starting to grow annoyed with Annie for something she didn't do. I had seen her struggle to break Paul's kiss, but I couldn't help being angry at her-grieving be damned.

    "I'm sure it's working perfectly fine."

Annie took a small step away from me. This only added gasoline to the fire blazing in my chest. I walked forward, and Annie continued backing till the wall near the door blocked any further movements.

   I smirked wickedly.
Like a predator having cornered its prey, I inched closer and placed my hands on the wall at either side of her head, trapping her.

     "What? Are you scared of me?"

Annie shook her head without speaking.

  "Or do you prefer being alone like this with only, Paul?" I said his name with all the disgust in my bones. He honestly infuriated me just by existing in this world.

   "Jack!" Annie snapped weakly.
She of course had no strength to maintain the fierce scowl she was darting at me.
What a cute little tigress.

   "What? Didn't you like the way he kissed you? Or do you want me to demonstrate how he did it?"

  "Jack, stop it!" Annie cried angrily.

The beast inside me had been ticked by the wild thought of delivering a brutal kiss just as Paul had. Only mine would be twice as intense.
    I grabbed Annie by her chin and tugged her face upwards. My raging eyes met with Annie's weak glare and all control snapped loose.
    "I bet you loved it," I hissed and dived into her lips, crashing them mercilessly.

As expected, Annie fought back, but her punches and scratches were weak.

My tongue invaded her mouth, depriving her of any freedom to utter a single word, let alone breathing. The kiss was cruel, but every cell in my body was burning with a strange lust, loving every second of it.
  
       Annie's senseless scuffle ceased, giving in to my power. She knew there was no point in fighting a war she couldn't win. A warm which both sides neither won nor lost.

   My hand shot down and grabbed the ass that had teased me a while ago. I grabbed it so hard that she squealed, opening her mouth further to make way for my aggressive kiss.

It was so soft. So warm.
   If Paul had dared touch it, I would have broken his hand right in that hospital room.
This ass was all mine.

     I cut the kiss for some air, leaving us both panting for our dear lives.
"Is that how he did it?" I hissed lustfully.

Gawd!
I was no longer thinking with my brain at all.
Everything was from the dark depths of my soul.
   
    "Why, why are you- oo!" A moan interrupted when my other hand joined its partner on her ass. "Jack, this isn't like-"

    "Like what? Hm?"

Annie's breathing was still hiked, but she could manage to speak coherently.

   "You are drunk," she accused.

It sounded so hilarious. Was I drunk?
  Oh right, I had been downing some whiskey as I waited for her to wake up. Whiskey be damned, it had nothing to do with what I was feeling. All the jealousy I had bottled from the hospital had exploded on Annie's face and her ass. She had to pay for the emotional turmoil I was going through.

    "I'm not," I said giving her ass another hard squeeze.

She groaned, yet didn't try fleeing. The damned little devil was secretly loving this aggressive treatment.

  "Have I failed to demonstrate it? Should I grab your head like-" my right hand abandoned her ass and slid into her silky hair to grab the back of her head, "-this?"

    "Jackson Raynatt!" Annie squeaked shocked.

I laughed at her ridiculous expression.
   "You don't have to pretend that you don't like this. I know you must be dripping wet down there. Does this side of me turn you on, hm?" I roared after noticing how hard her nipples had grown. They were poking on my upper abdomen like sharp needles.

     "To hell with you."

I laughed again, then attacked her mouth a second time. Only in this round, she responded. She started kissing back and even pulled my hand off her head to direct it down on her ass again.

     I willingly accepted the invitation and started playing with the soft mass, at one point, sliding a finger down her crack and deeper to her center. It was so wet that my finger almost slipped right off her body.

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