Jack's POV

While I was in the bar in the VIP lounge, I turned around to take a glance but my gaze fell on the pretty slut and a young man. I felt jealous at that moment, my face squeezed in displease.

How dare her?

I grunted in displease and disdain, cursing out my breath. My hand suddenly grabbed the cup of wine that was resting on the bar stool. I gulped down the content in one shot.

My eyes rolled to my back at several intervals, I had seen how she was always staring at me every few minutes through the glass that was within the grasp of my...