Sexy Bodyguard Jack
A Bit of a Bitter Story

"I'm willing if that means you'll say everything, right now."

This time James agreed, the time I was waiting for has come. I sat on the couch with him, by his side. I think that if James still insists on maintaining our marriage tomorrow and that means I must really sacrifice my life for the sake of his return to his family, then it's okay. I will die taking with me all of James's stories: the ones that took me and got me stuck into a dangerous love - the love between James Harding's love and Jack Peterson's love. Two men who have their own dark sides.

"Please, tell me everything?"

"yeah. I want to, but where do I start?"

"Based on chronology, order over time."

James nodded. "That means starting with an old story I just found out."

I didn't say anything, just stared at the man's focus. He changed his seat and now he is sitting facing me.

"My mom and dad Jack had a story in the past."

Huh huh? Oh my....

I honestly flinched hearing that one sentence. What about the next reality? I might faint hearing that.

"Yeah, that's the truth, Rose."

"Emilie. I'm as myself now."

"OKAY. Okay, Emilia. It doesn't matter, whoever you are, what matters is your status as my wife."

"James!" He made me look upset. "Don't call me your wife. You're the husband of people. You have a legitimate wife."

But the man smiled happily again. "We're not divorced, are we?"

"Whatever. Just continue with your story."

Now that James was leaning his back against the back of the sofa, he looked up at the night sky. The full moon is shining brightly up there. The sky was clear, and thousands of stars were scattered. But James, on the man's face now described millions of pain. I can guess if all this time he just kept all his pain alone. But now he wants to share it with me.

"Asmara between my mother and her father Jack happened before the two married their respective spouses. For whatever reason, the two of them separated and continued their lives. My mother received an arranged marriage with my father, from that marriage I was born. So did Jack's parents. Until one day, regardless of what happened, the relationship between my mother and her father Jack re-established. Jack's father was a cop, maybe he intended to approach my mother just for her mission to find information about my father. I don't know, maybe that's what happened. But again my mother had to endure the pain, her father Jack broke off their forbidden relationship because his wife was carrying a baby girl. Rose Peterson's. My mother was angry, for the second time she was hurt by the same man's actions, and the despair made her confess and apologize to my father. He told my father everything about his affair. My father, who could not accept this, killed both of them. My mom and dad Jack. Outsiders only know this about illegal and legal businesses. Criminals and police, though ultimately the authorities could not prove that my father was guilty. He's free, and Jack's holding a grudge. That's why I didn't avenge Jack because he took my father's life. Because it's his personal vendetta."

"Yeah, I can actually read all Jack's plans. I came home from Australia just to play around in the game. And I know that you know the plan, don't you?"

I'm nodding.

"But you were so upset that night. You're afraid that I'm really not in Jack's hands. Baby you can't do anything either. You can't stop Jack, but you also want me to stay alive. Am I right?"

I'm nodding.

"You pity me because I'm a kara."

Is correct. I loved you at that time. But it turns out you're just lying.

"You know why I left the party without Papa? Because he killed my mother. I know my mother is guilty, but she has no right to take it from me. I had to move on with my life without a mother's affection. That's why I let him, I knew that night he would die at Jack's hands."

My God, the sorrow on that face is getting louder. I can feel his wound. "That means when you come back to Australia, you're just pretending to be sad that Mr Johnson died?"

James shakes. "No idea" he said. "Sadness is actually there, and I don't play a part in that. But he killed my mother. He deserves it."

I'm nodding. I believe in his real pain.

"Now the second part. About my first love. Rose Emerson, the girl I love so much. I knew she was in severe pain, but it didn't lessen my feelings for her. I helped him, I supported him to keep fighting. But in fact, that girl betrayed me to Jack. Perhaps that's what my father felt, the same pain from the betrayal of the woman he loved, to the point that it made him desperate to take my mother's life."

The deg!

Does that mean you killed Rose Emerson? Tell me I was wrong....

James smiled wryly. He can read my head. "No, honey," he said. "It's not me. I don't know who killed him. Maybe dad. I don't know. I just. I told some people to roll it."

I'm shaking. Trying to deny what I heard.

"Who's fault? Who would allow him to betray me? He deserves it. He's traitor. He's cheesy. He gave his virginity to his mistress. Though I intend to marry her and give her honorable status as my wife."

My eyes closed. How lightly James said the evil he had done. That's too cruel....