Nothing Last ForeverBecky stepped out of the bathroom with wet hair, she was surprised to see the room was clean. All the things she destroyed had been removed from there and the room looked very empty.“How did you do it all in just thirty minutes?” she asked James who was relaxing on the sofa."Told you I can do anything," he said lightly, "Get dressed, I'll take you shopping.""What? Shopping? I don't need that," said Becky, shaking her head.“No, you need it! Don't you wanna change that white dress with another color?"Becky looked at him in amazement, “Are you for real?”James just shrugged curtly. It might sound like something trivial, but for Becky, it was a big step. Because the white dress that she had always been wearing was a symbol of slavery that James made for the women who became his slaves. That meant there was little hope for her..."Where's Megan?" she asked, looking around, as they were walking across the living room toward the exit of the villa."I don't know, may

I Need YouShe finished a box of spaghetti and a glass of orange juice from Gregory and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She had to stand up straight, crying wouldn't solve the problem.“Greg, do have anyone in your mind? I mean the one who texted using my cell phone?” asked Becky, standing by the window."Only one person has access to the storage items in the office, and you know who it is," he said dryly.“Timothy…” Becky muttered, she still couldn't understand why Timothy did that."You're not going to sit around and wait for something to happen are you?" asked Becky impatiently, she needed to do something."Don't worry, I've already communicated with one of the people I trust, all you need to do is stay with Mr. Miller here, some cops will be on guard while I have to get back to LA to sort things out. I'll be back tomorrow," Gregory said firmly.He turned and walked away, but before he reached the turn, suddenly he stopped in his tracks."Miss Beckett, I have to tell you thi

The Best Pain KillerBecky puffed her cheeks, then exhaled heavily, “All I want right now is your happiness and freedom, I don't care even if you don't love me, you know what I’m feeling right now is the top level of platonic love, you should feel lucky! I'm Rebecca Beckett, I'm the most selfish woman in the world who would do such a thing for you!” she babbled half-jokingly but James Miller didn't laugh.So she looked at him with a deep gaze,"Do you feel pain around your face?" she asked out of a sudden."What? No, why?" he frowned."Okay I'll take it slow," Becky said as she let go of James' hand."What do you mean?"She didn't answer, she leaned down to kiss him gently on the lips, trying hard not to hurt him. James closed his eyes, enjoying her soft lips, his blood rushing and his heart pounding so hard that he was afraid it would fall from its place.“Am I allowed to have sexual activity?” he whispered which immediately made Becky break the kiss. “Oh my God James, you really are

The next morning,Becky squinted at the sunlight streaming in through the curtains, she fumbled for the bed next to her, looking for her cell phone and she was surprised to find someone snoring softly next to her. She straightened up for a moment, her cheeks flushed red as she remembered what they had done yesterday. She looked around and realized that she was in James's room, yesterday after finishing with the 'hot stuff in the living room they continued the second round in the bedroom, if anyone saw them last night they would think they were two people who were crazy in love.She got out of bed slowly so that James wouldn't wake up, she didn't want to create an awkward atmosphere between them."Why are you sneaking around like a thief?" James's voice startled her as she was picking up her clothes that were scattered on the floor, she frantically scrambled to hide behind the sofa, hiding her naked body without a single thread covering it."Can you turn around? I'm not wearing anythin

Plane ServiceWhen she was busy thinking about that suddenly a knock on the door startled her,"Becky, you okay?"It was James Miller."Yes! Wait!"She opened the door nervously, "Hey," she said, wiping the corner of her lips, and cleaning up her vomit."Did you just throw up?" he asked because he could hear it from the outside.Becky gulped, "Yeah, but I'm okay now..." She tried so hard to put on a smile but she failed.James stared at her sharply, "What? Was it because of me?"Becky glared in surprise, "No! What do you mean? It's just, there's something wrong with my stomach..."James Miller moved closer and closer that Becky has to step back to avoid him, "What are you doing?" she asked almost in a whisper. "So now you doubting me?" he asked, there was a hint of disappointment on his face.Becky shook her head,"No, I'm not..." she choked, and that made James suspicious even more.He stopped his step, his face looked hurt."I spent my entire life with no one believing in me, so add