Jack.
I didn’t want to come to this damn family dinner. Not another tedious evening with my jerk of a brother. I could already feel the irritation building inside me, especially knowing I’d have to watch Anna sit next to him throughout the meal again. The thought made my blood boil; I’ll
have to fight the overwhelming urge to knock his teeth out.
Anna was mine, and the more time I spent with her, the more possessive I became. I love the way she moaned my name, the way her fingers clutched at me as if I were her lifeline while she comes in my arms I loved the feeling of her body draped over mine afterward, her delicate fingers tracing soft patterns along my chest. She was everything I could ever dream of, and I would be damned if I let my brother take her away from me now.
With Anna
