Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Cunning Plans

"I still have business" James said after dinner. "You go to your own room, it's okay, right? Go straight to sleep."

I'm nodding. "Yes, all right," I said. "Good night."

James nodded. But when I stood up and turned around, James called me again.

"What's wrong?" i asked.

The man smiled wryly, then, slowly he approached, and he kissed my lips softly, affectionately and as if wholeheartedly.

"Hug me, Rose," she asked.

Actually I was reluctant, I wanted to refuse, but helplessness again forced me to comply and fulfill her request. And that's what I did. Clumsily, I raised my hand and I hugged her. Hugging the body I want to remove from my life.

"thank you. I love you." He broke out of my arms and smiled happily. Then, with hands as soft as velvet, I felt his fingers caressing my cheeks and he whispered, "Don't forget to take your sleeping pills."

The deg!

"I need you, Rose. I need your warmth."

My God, my heart is pounding. I'm restless. James was very good at playing me, for a moment he made me and the organs in my body work normally, but in an unexpected moment, easily he can trigger my organs to work quickly without control. I'm sweating cold. I know that means James was about to check my virginity, whether it was intact, or had been snatched away by Bang Jack. I know it.

It might even be that he wanted to act more, something that even I might never think of.

I nodded, controlling myself to the fullest extent possible, although my legs were sluggish and trembling, I managed to walk and descend the stairs towards the lower deck, down the red carpet towards the VIP room.

In the room, I sat on the edge of the bed, thinking. To be honest I was curious about what James would do to me. What he did when I was sound asleep under the influence of drugs so far I always woke up in a state of innocence and filled with traces of red, plus, he said, with white mucus on the surface of my sex organs. Because of that curiosity, I didn't take my sleeping pills. I want to go straight to sleep and hope I'll wake up when James does his "nightly routine" which I've never known.

Hopefully the dinner dish just now wasn't given any medicine. I hope it doesn't. Please, God....

But it turned out to be hard for me to fall asleep without medication, which is why my brain was filled with thoughts that were like a tangled thread, like the twine I would never find the end of.

More than half an hour passed, I heard James's voice at the door. Even with my heart pounding, I closed my eyes when James opened the door, he went into the room and I heard he was still talking. It looks like he's talking over the phone. And from his discussion with someone across the street, I can guess he was discussing the prostitution business that his father had been running. He wouldn't just disband the business like releasing birds from cages or sowing fish seeds in the ocean. Everything must be organized and neatly organized, taken care of one by one from within the country to those abroad. It starts from one city to the next. From what I've been listening to - what he's talking about, then I'm not surprised, it's appropriate that during his lifetime Mr. Johnson could have so many assets. His prosthetic tissue is widespread to several countries. Even in one country, the PSK workers were spread in various cities. Of course, the girls recruited by Mr. Johnson and his men were beautiful and handsome young girls, I think, at least as certain as myself, which had a pretty face and a slim, slender, but full stature.

"Jack himself will intervene."

Whahuh? Jack Bang? Why Bang Jack?

"yeah. I will ask for it myself. He knows all of Papa's dark business in detail. And I can assure you, she won't be able to refuse his sister-in-law's request."

Oh, my God, what does that mean?

"yeah. I've asked tax lawyers to set up offshore accounts. Everything will be transferred from Jack Peterson's account to the account on behalf of Mrs Rose Harding. He would do all that for his beloved sister. Trust me, James would not go wrong. Because Jack won't involve Rose in any case."

My eyes closed. It seems that my existence is only made as a tool for personal interests. But what was James' real purpose? For that great wealth? He got everything but his name was not detected by the police? Was it a policeman himself who made those transactions? And I'm trapped? Oh my....