Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Mysterious Man

Yes -- I do agree with James's "demands" in his distinctive soft language - that are full of threats.

After a strange debate that took place inside me, I finally gave up and allowed him to touch me even though my heart was unwilling. Although far from the bottom of my heart I would like to refuse, but a few items of reason make a part of me so resigned, including: the thought of what should I maintain again at this time? A virginity? My virginity that I know no longer exists in me? No more. Then, about her mother Bang Jack who is now under James' supervision, she would be fine if I was being nice, and of course, I wouldn't be made into a prostitute if I performed my role well. As a good and obedient wife. So, why would I say no if James risked going back to torturing me like that? And in the end I'll go back and beg him for mercy, won't I? Will the chance of being forgiven by him come twice? Lf it doesn't? Hows it?

So, I resigned. Want to not want, like not like, willing or not, I agree.

But tears can't lie to me. He represented the honesty of my heart at my little heart's refusal to have a husband-and-wife relationship with James - obviously it was because the relationship of the bed was not based on love.

"I promise you, I'll start slowly." James stared into my eyes, his hands cupping my cheeks. "I will love you tenderly, until you alone will ask me to go wild with you. Loving you crazy. Even if necessary, I will let myself become a beast for you. Show you how violent and violent I am. For the sake of my love for you. To you, Rose."

His words ended, and he began to kiss my lips. It started off as gently as possible, then her hands moved and gripped the strands of hair behind my head to deepen her kiss.

And now, James flicked away the blanket that covered our bodies, and, he laid down my body until I lay down. "Rose, say yes again. I want to hear your earnestness that I'm willing to touch, please...?"

Crying out. I nodded in tears. "Yes" I said. "I'm willing."

"thank you. I really love you, Rose."

I closed my eyes to endure all the heartache when James cupped my chest. This time he defended me and tasted the beauty gently. Then, I felt his fingers stroking down, to my thighs, then to my core.

"Rose, open your eyes for a second. I want to say something."

I said, I opened my eyes slowly and I saw the man smiling. He stopped his fingers, then he pulled the pillow and leaned his head, then his hands were coiled around my waist.

"You know, a while ago I went to see your mother."

Whahuh? She went to see her mother Bang Jack?

"Yeah, I went to the hospital. As I promised, I asked your mother for her blessing. I told him about our marriage. At first I told you that I found you who was kidnapped by criminals and was going to be sold into prostitution. So, I told you that I saved you from there, and I also told you that it could happen because your brother is not with you. To be honest, your mother panicked at first to hear the story, but I was able to calm her down. I told her that her daughter was safe because I had married her daughter to always be her protector. So her daughter is safe now. And you know, my main purpose is actually to ask for his blessing, but our circumstances yesterday which you understand, like that, are chaotic. So along the way I thought that I wanted to get to know your mother first, as a matter of consideration to be taken to where our relationship is. But after meeting your mother, my feelings were stirred. I went back to my original intention, to ask for his blessing. And in fact, not knowing why, there I thought that you deserved a chance. You're entitled. And. I also asked my little heart to believe that you didn't lie if you lost that virginity because someone forcibly snatched it away. So, after the hospital, I went somewhere, alone. I calmed my mind for a few days. I finally decided to give you more trust. I forgive you, Rose. I forgive all your mistakes."

I listened to James' words without interrupting. But now I remain silent. I don't know what to say, even just to thank you, I can't. My mouth remains closed.

"Rose? I forgave you. You hear that?"

I finally nodded. "Yes. Th-thank you, My James."

"Now can you promise, you will not repeat or make any more mistakes? Intentional or not? Please, promise me, for me? For my love for you?"

How could? I'm prickling. "But, My James, I. I want to try not to... not to make mistakes again, but if later I accidentally make a mistake somehow what it is, how?"

"Rose, you're an adult. You understand what I mean. Mistakes I mean such as cheating, deliberately lying, cheating, meeting other men without me or without my permission, and other things like that. You got it, right? Can you avoid things like that? You wanna promise me? Say?" His gaze again demanded me to answer yes.

I nodded again. "I promise, for all of those things. I'm not gonna make that mistake. It won't be anymore."

"good. Thank you, Love."

"Yes, right. Oh yes, my dear. You know, your mother gave me her blessing. And I promised him I'd take you to see him after my trip out of town. That day I reasoned that I was going out of town for two weeks. I told you that I couldn't take you to see him because you were sick and needed a lot of rest. Yep, post-marriage fatigue. So, he must be waiting for your arrival. It's been two weeks, right? You wanna go there?"

I nodded my head again. This man made me even more clueless about the real truth: which are the facts, which are the lies, and which are just acting?

"Well, my love, I've told you all this. This story represents my feelings, right? That I really mean it to you. I want to live a happy household with you. I want you to be a good wife to me, in every way. Especially in terms of loyalty. And. I'm not going to sell you to Papa. I'm not gonna tell Papa's men to roll you. I forgive you, and I give you a second chance. Please don't waste it. You got it, right?"

That distinctive soft voice I heard again, which was laden with terrifying threats.

"I get. Thank you, My James."

He was smiling, crisp, and too cheerful. "Now, we continue our delayed intimacy."

Oh my God, if possible, block him. I'm begging....

But in fact James had slipped his finger into my core. It's moving naughty. And he smiled while looking at me. His hands continued to actively caress, channeling an unfamiliar taste. I couldn't stand it, I chose to close my eyes.

Amused, and I confess instinctively to me as a woman, there is a sense of pleasure from her touch, but not in my heart. My heart kept crying withstanding the pain and soreness, and it manifested in the form of tears that came back dripping from the corner of my eye.

Now, James crossed his legs above me. He took my hand and asked me to hold it.

"Even if your eyes are closed, you can feel me, can't you, honey? I crave you" said James slowly, guiding my finger. "I'm ready. Totally."

The deg!

He let go of my hand. Then. then...

His manhood clings to me, caressing slowly what it is now...

You understand: wet and open.

"Say that you're willing and able to do this without crying, Rose. Would please? James begged you."

I was sobbing and my eyes were open again. "I can't. Sorry. I can say yes, but I can't lie to my heart. I can't stop my tears. Sorry, My James. Really, I don't forbid you. You're entitled. Justdoit. Don't mind my tears. I can remove it. No matter how many tears I shed. Go ahead. Touch me."

"But I can't do this while looking at your tears." He walked away, and looked disappointed.

And I'm afraid, what if he regains emotion? Anything he can do if he's angry.

"My James's...." I got up and sat down, hugging his waist. "I'm sorry. Really, you can do it now. I'm willing. Touch, touch me." Even though my heart is not willing.

But the man shook his head. "No, Rose. Nnnnope. I can't see your tears. Let me touch you while you sleep. It'sit's okay. I'll think of you like a sleeping princess from a fairy tale." He forced himself to smile, kissed me on the forehead, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Oh James. You're a man of a million mysteries.