Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Reunite

"Abang, please, will I beg you?"

"How about after I beg him, but he keeps letting you here? That's James, he-"

"I knew it would happen. That's what's gonna happen. Therefore it was his next plan that Brother himself had to deliver me to him in an unconscious state. I want when I open my eyes, I'm already at his residence. Yeah, well, it's long-winded, but reaching out to James does take extra effort."

Relented. Bang Jack took a deep breath. "All right." He nodded, frustrated. "I'll follow your game. I'll follow, okay? But later, after we eat. I don't want you to sleep on an empty stomach. And one more thing, don't talk about James in the front area. We don't know why he was here. It's possible he slipped a voice eavesdropper. It could be."

I'm nodding. I-i understand. And, deal.

Everything went as I wanted. We both had dinner, and afterwards Bang Jack did his job. He went to see James. Then, as I thought, James ignored Bang Jack's request. Although Bang Jack had begged him to apologize to me and take me home, he had also explained to him my feelings of respect for Bang Jack - and not love, James was still unwilling to fulfill his request. Therefore, I had to take my sleeping pills, and Bang Jack brought me to James unconscious. When I opened my eyes, I was already at the Harding residence. The man was in front of me with a firearm in his hand. He was playing around with that dangerous thing to scare me.

Not mempan!

"That's why, but I feel like you're just pretending. You don't want to commit real suicide. But for what, I can't guess. But there are only two possibilities. Because of love, or, just to kill me. Probably the second possibility. Is that right, Emilia?"

Oh, so your instincts are that great. I've been here and it still takes extra effort to let you off guard? Well, what matters is that I'm here. It doesn't matter to me if you suspect me. The important thing is I have a chance to get you through a long night with me. One room with me.

"So, why are you quiet?"

"Don't do it, honey. I'm your husband, aren't I? So tell me, what's your purpose? I beg?"

Well, I sat quietly in front of him, on his bed, and then I smiled. "yeah. I'm here to kill you. I do not love you and will never love a man like you. So, are you going to give me that chance? Hm? Give me your gun and I'll shoot you in the head."

"Oh, so I have to give a weapon to someone who wants to finish me off? Attractively. Very interesting."

I'm nodding. "So? Come on, don't waste time." I got off the bed, slowly, I walked up to him.

"I'm the owner of this gun, right? What if I shot you? Agreed? It's fun."

James pointed that gun at me. But, whether it was because I was numb, or was not afraid of death at all, not one bit I felt afraid. I'm not daunted at all.

"intriguing. Finally this moment arrived. Am I going to die in your hands? Come on, just shoot. Do now. Finish me off, James."

I closed my eyes, and James was aiming at the target.

The door!