Sexy Bodyguard Jack
The Silence of the Night

After all I heard, the suffering of that night was certainly not over. James put his phone down after hanging up. Lying on my back, I could feel James walking closer to the bed, and it became clearer as the foam on the surface of the bed was stunned by his heavy weight, and within seconds, by the way, he was behind me, took off my blanket and put his fingers on his waist to my thighs. And in the next second, my dress was revealed.

"My beautiful virgin girl" she muttered in the silence of the night. "I really admire your beauty, honey. But it's a pity, it's so hard for me to melt your heart. Not even with the wealth I have. But it's okay. It's ok. Now let's find out, is it as hard to melt your heart as other men to take your virginity? And I'll get that answer. Now either. Yeah, now...."

My God, James slipped his finger. Defense, Rose. Persist. Don't react, please....

But in fact I can't stand it, I hissed, said* restrained because of the touch. I know, he's got the answer. And now...

What's he gonna do to me?

"Geez, this girl didn't take her sleeping pills. All right, sorry I'm gonna wake you up."

I haven't slept yet, damn it....

I'm supine. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel the man's face now just inches above me.

"I held back long enough," he muttered again, and now he lay tight beside me. Her hands actively lowered the zipper on my chest and slipped behind my nightgown. "Lately, Rose. For days my desire was held back. But now we're together again. For God's sake, I miss you so much. I was tormented when I was away from you, but I was tormented even more when I was with you. I don't know when I can taste your full sweetness. Although I know, you also have a bitter poison for me. You're tame, but you're venomous."

What do you mean? You're like a poet, your words are deep and meaningful, it's hard to guess what you really mean. But I know, it's all based on you knowing the connection between me and Bang Jack.

I heard, I listened, but I didn't understand James' real intent: why did he call me poison? Why did he call me venomous? I don't get it.

"ouch!"

Goddamnit! He gripped my chest so tightly that I reflexively squealed.

"You awake? You're not taking your sleeping pills? Or are you just pretending to be asleep? Hmm?"

Frighteningly. The first James I knew was now back in front of me. He spoke so softly, so softly, yet the threat in his tone was clearly heard -- again, just like that time.

"I...."

"My James's...."

"Mmm-mmm...."

"I...."

"Yes, Honey? Tell me, what's up?"

"I. sorry. I'm...."

"Aren't you taking your sleeping pills?"

"Ti-ti-no-no. I-i-"

"forget? Forgot, didn't you, honey?"

"I.iya. Yes, I forgot."

"All right then. It's okay."

In one swift motion, James got up and got off the bed. From above the nightstand, the man grabbed my handbag and he took out my sleeping pills and took out a bottle of mineral water.

"But I thought later."

Argha!

You crazy guy! James put those two things back in his hand and he smiled. The reluctant smile disappears. Not for now and not for the whole night. As long as his eyes were open, it seemed like he would not remove that smile from his face. Unlike me, I who was now sitting on the edge of the bed was immediately anxious to see the man who was now kneeling and sitting in front of me.

What's he want?