Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Selfish!

"I'm sorry."

"What's? Pardon?"

"Em."

"Sorry only? That easy? Oh my God, I don't think. You're aware, right? You made me an affair! You made me second! You already have a child! You. you..," the words stopped. I shook my head to realize everything. My crying is breaking. "I'm not a wife. I'm just a puppet that you used for revenge. Because of Rose Emerson, right? She was your lover? Hm? Butwhy? Why would anyone else do anything wrong but I got the sap? Why am I the target? Oh, don't-don't-don't you know from the beginning that I'm not Rose Peterson Bang Jack's sister? You...you just pretended to save me when you masterminded the kidnapping? Da? Answer me!"

James shakes. "I wasn't the one who planned the kidnapping. But for your other questions, everyone, yes, the answer is yes."

"Shoppers!"

"I know I'm a dick. But...."

"But what?"

"Now I love you."

"Bullshit!"

"I really mean it."

"Stop your charade!"

"Rose.." -...."

"You have a wife!"

"I don't love her."

Tacit. I am now shaking with astonishment.

"I just love you."

"Crazy for you, James."

"Yes. But I'm honest."

"Stop!"

"I love you so much."

Don't know what else to say. Facing James I felt really stressed. "I don't want to be a man's husband. I don't want to ruin other people's homes, let alone separate the child from the father. Daughter, anyway. Not want. You're outrageous, james."

"Rose, I will never leave my children."

"Then your wife? You hurt her, James. And me, I don't want-"

"I don't love him. It was just a mistake. I was forced to marry her because she was pregnant with my son!"

"Give me time to explain everything. All the questions you want to know. Okay?"

I'm shaking. "no need. Just finish me off. I can't accept any of this. I can't."

"Rose, please?"

"Do it!"

"It won't be."

"I tried to kill you all night."

James was silent, a little surprised, but not too. It was as if he already knew, but he was shocked because I acknowledged my intentions.

"I put sleeping pills in your coffee" I said slowly. "I want to drown you in the bathtub. I want you dead. Now answer me, James. Just kill me."

But James just took a deep breath. "Take it easy" he asked. "We'll talk later. Now I have to go to see my kids."

Oh my God, he's completely out of his mind. "What else do you want to say? I don't want to ruin your house."

"We'll talk later." He stood up and walked towards the nightstand. From inside the drawer, James took out handcuffs and an injection device with dope.

I'm shaking. I don't want him to sedate me anymore. I'm in a fight, but free. James's strength is no match for mine. "Kill me! Why does it have to be like this?"

"Sorry, dear." James managed to handcuff my hand. "But I want you to wait for me to come home. I want to see you alive and I will tell you everything. Everything was. About my past, Jack's past, and the background of everything that happened in our family. I know Jack shot my dad. But I didn't reply to him for one reason."

I can make it clear. "Because your father killed his father?"

Quailed. My heart flinched as James nodded.

"I'll tell you everything. But later, I have to go. Promise me you'll take care of yourself and not get out of here. Wait for me."

I don't think I have a choice, besides my hands are handcuffed.

"Your phone. The water in the bathroom will stop. Bodyguard-bodyguard will stand guard in front of the room. I'll get rid of all the dangerous things in this room. I won't let anyone see you either. And. I'm sorry I also have to inject dope. You need to get enough rest."

I shook my head, then begged not to be injected. But James wouldn't listen to me. He kept injecting the dope and then putting me on the bed.

"Wait for me to come home" he said, stroking my face, then he kissed me on my forehead. I could feel a different kiss from her kisses all along. Now he kisses me with all his feelings.

But I don't want him to be an actor. Nah!

"I love you. Thank you for not really killing me. I know you've abandoned your intentions for the sake of my children. And I salute you so much for that. I appreciate the kindness of your heart. Thank you." Thank you."

God, how much do you feel about my life? I've told James about my bad intentions to him, but I still don't die. It was incredible. Even now I am loved by a man who is not sane.