Sexy Bodyguard Jack
The Controller

"Rose?"

"Emm? A-a-what's up?"

"You fell asleep and woke up, or did you not sleep at all?"

Oh my God, this guy is so scary. What am I supposed to say? I will lie too, I will be caught. "I...."

"I know the answer. You fell asleep and woke up, didn't you? That's right, isn't it, honey?"

I'm nodding. I knew James wanted a yes, though I knew he knew I was just pretending to be asleep. James knows he can control me because of my fear. And he's not a cowardly man, he wouldn't be afraid or worried if I heard all of his conversations, and he wouldn't even be afraid if I told Bang Jack that. Because he was James, he knew that everything he planned would be appropriate-running under his control.

"Alright, then that means no problem. Right, guys? Or any? If there is, just say it."

I'm shaking. "Nothing" I said.

James grabbed his phone, pressed a button and made a phone call, calling the waiter to come to the room. While I was, I immediately darted into the bathroom, gargling, cleaning my hands, face, and feminine area. Although I know, this does not mean after this I will be free and can immediately sleep peacefully. Not at all. Where possible. I think I've gotten to know the character of James who loves to play games with me.

And just like that happened, when I came out of the bathroom in my bathrobe, the VIP room floor was clean again as before. And James, he's got my sleeping pills back and the mineral water he's been feeding me. That's how James is, I think he already knows that I know that I'm a virgin, but he still does the trick: he's pretending - as if he doesn't know that I already know everything. And like he did, I've obeyed whatever the game was. Everything went as he had planned, and according to all that he wanted. Without asking much and without him saying anything, I took the medicine from his hand and drank it. James smiled: happy and won.

In the next second, James's "nightly routine" went on as usual. He hugged me, he made me innocent, took me back to bed, and he was beating my body. From the face, neck, chest, to the inner thighs, even the core of myself, not a inch escaped his satisfaction. Red and painful.*groans, * restlessness, even the moaning of pain that comes from his hands and mouth can not be removed. And I was so upset that the sleeping pills seemed to work so slowly, that I had to feel James suck my core so many times down there. I have to give a strong* for getting sucked in her mouth. He only stopped after drowsiness crept on me. With a happy smile, he crawled over me, aligned himself, and directed himself to me. After pressing inside and entering slightly, she again touched the nape of my neck and the beauty of my chest, waiting until I completely fell asleep. But earlier, as I still remembered at the edge of my consciousness, she said, "I want to have a pair of children from you. One boy and one girl. The man, I want to name him after my father, Johnson Harding. So that I could see my father in the figure of my son. And my daughter, I want to name her after my mother, Katrina Harding. And if I have one more daughter, I'd like to name her after my second love, Emilia."

The deg!

The emilia? My name...?

"Emilia Harding's. Pretty name, isn't it?"

May James already know my true identity...?