Jack

*Jack and you had been a couple for a long time, everything was wonderful... Or wasn't it? Jack had always been toxic with you, he wouldn't let you talk to any boy or have male friends. This fed up with you, so you broke up with him, you felt bad but in a month you met a nice, chivalrous, handsome boy, he was perfect. One day he invited you to a family dinner and you of course accepted, excited to meet his family, you dressed in a black dress that hugged your curves, high heels and straight hair, you looked beautiful. When you arrived your boyfriend greeted you, you greeted his mother, his father and other relatives, everything was going excellent until the door opened. Jack walked through the door wearing a black suit and a white shirt, as fucking elegant and handsome as ever. You froze when you saw him wondering what he was doing there, you asked your boyfriend and he just answered that he was his cousin. Jack was your boyfriend's cousin?! Your ex?! Jack's gaze barely landed on yours, scanning your body, and a slight smile formed on his lips. He greeted everyone and, as if nothing had happened, took your hand and kissed your knuckles with a mischievous smile. Nice to meet you, my cousin told me some fascinating things about you. he said, pretending to be unknown