You Must Marry Him!

After recovering from her daze, Rosie scrambled out of the bed, holding the duvet tightly against her chest.

"Who are you?" She asked, stupefied, the man chuckled, his voice was insanely good.

"Forgotten so soon?" As soon as he dropped the bomb, Rosie felt a wave of memory hit her and her eyes widened.

"Oh, the call boy? Wow, you look quite…" Her words hung on her throat as the man bent his head and kissed her pink flushed lips hard.

Rosie went into shock, but the man seemed so strong, he easily grasped both of her hands and held her captive.

"You tasted so sweet last night. While he whispered into her lips, kissing her in the process, the duvet covering her body nearly slipped off.

Realizing she was nearly naked, she pushed him with all her might but managed to get him only a meter away from her.

She tried to run, but he yanked her back to the bed with seemingly no effort.

"Are all call boys this daring these days?" Rosie questioned herself.

Despite being utterly confused by the way she was handled, Rosie could not help but be dazzled by the man when she looked up at him.

Her infatuated eyes fixed on his incomparably beautiful face, and captivating eyes, unable to look away. 'What a handsome man …'

James' brooding eyes seemed to carry an aura of innate arrogance. But since it was her, he tried to suppress his intimidating aura.

His face was as cold as ice and his straight nose rested high on his clear face. His wheat jade-like skin made Rosie who thought she had fairly smooth skin a bit envious.

She knew that she had seen her fair share of men, but in front of this specimen, those labelled as handsome and Greek gods were immediately eclipsed by him.

Was this the same man who had tormented her yesterday until she was half-dead in the span of half a night? Rosie shivered at the thought, all her body was hurting right now.

His deep captivating blue pupils were like those of a crystal, ones that were staring at this woman in messy attire.

Half of Rosie's snow-white shoulder was exposed and the purplish-green bruises on it were all the more prominent like plum blossoms blooming on her tender, white skin.

The images of the previous night flashed through James's mind a second time that morning. His lower abdomen suddenly heated up again and he felt the obvious arousal surging through his body.

He leaned down on her, using his large body to cover hers.

"You need to take responsibility." Hod's cold voice rang out. Despite how he tried to conceal his aura, he didn't come off as a call boy, until Rosie saw him pout.

Rosie suddenly felt cringy, he had a dimple on his left cheek. She felt goosebumps crawl up her skin on his 180-degree change in personality.

"What do you mean?" She blinked innocently.

" I am the only virgin call boy in this club, I'm certain you enjoyed my service last night.

"Thanks for nearly sabotaging my insides!" She glared deeply at him. Her expression nearly made him laugh, but he held it in, the seriousness of the matter written on his face.

"You paid for my service and I gave you the best, it's what you can never receive from anyone except me." His voice was laced with pure solemn obsession.

"Hello?? I'm also a vir…" She swallowed the rest of her words and closed her eyes, clearly frustrated. Rosie grabbed her hair backwards and released it after gripping it for five seconds. Her actions made her more seductive and James subconsciously swallowed, and his Adam's apple rolled up seductively catching Rosie off guard.

Suddenly, Rosie's phone rang and she scrambled around for it, she looked at the caller ID and realized it was a call from the hospital.

"Hello, Dr. Jacob speaking. Dr. White, two patients were brought in earlier this morning, and one of them needs your attention." Jacob hurriedly informed.

"Okay, I will be there in an hour, give him anaesthesia if it hurts too much." She hung up and fumbled around for her things, after searching for two whole minutes, Rosie realized that all her clothes were torn, so she turned and glared at the blue-eyed man.

"You! You are a beast!" She grumbled and yelled.

James blinked but maintained a serious and confused expression, he knew if he pressured her now, it might cause a backlash.

Rosie walked over to the other side of the bed and grabbed his long shirt and coat.

"Will make do with this." She quickly put them on, grabbed her mobile and bag, and made to walk out of the door.

"Wait a minute," Logan walked with the towel on his inverted triangle waistline, opening his wallet, he brought out a newly made business card and handed it to her.

"Contact me with this, you still need to take responsibility." His voice was tinged without fear.

Rosie harshly grabbed the card and looked at the name imprinted on it.

"James Logan??" She asked, and he shook his head, expressing his sincerity.

"Noted" She only wanted to escape from his vigilant eyes, she wished never to see him again, or else she would die of embarrassment. Rosie hastened her footsteps and walked out of the deluxe suit.

On her way down the lift, Rosie nearly bumped into a man with glasses, but she paid him no heed as all her attention was focused on going back to the hospital.

Assistant Ken shook his head in dismay, this woman seemed quite rude, probably one of those who didn't manage to seduce his boss.

He sighed but his cold expression remained.

He stepped out of the lift and went directly to room 206.

He knocked on the door once, and a cold voice uttered "Come in." James is very sensitive to sounds and would hear no matter how light the knock was.

"Also ... the lady I saw earlier ... "

"Shut up." Logan lifted his sharp eyes, his pupils flashing. Ken immediately swallowed all the doubts that he should not have been having.

Two days later…

"Ms. White, Madam is here," Nurse Cindy reminded Rosie softly from outside, nervousness lacing her voice.

Rosie froze. Her mother coming over at the moment could not be good news.

When she opened the door, the glamorous lady standing outside was looking overly glamorous.

She carefully stepped into the tidy office.

Rosie sighed and massaged her temples, then gazed back at her mother with an overly serious expression. "I know why you are here, but Mother, I'm very busy today."

How could Marilyn not be here? She could hardly hide the excitement on her face. Looking at Rosie, she pointed at her and said, "Rosie, I already know. You slept with a man." Rosie pulled out the nose mask she was wearing to speak effectively.

"Can you keep your hands off of this matter?"

"How can I not care? Rosie, you must marry this man, you must be responsible for what you did to him."

Rosie blinked her eyes in confusion, 'How can mother be so biased?'

"Mother, I will not marry him. I'm not crazy. He is just a stranger. Besides, it was a one-night stand.

"Before, your father and I wanted you to marry a man of the same or higher status, but this time, we are willing to concede…" Marilyn's expression was so serious and anxious as she urged her daughter to get married.

"Mother!" Rosie stood rooted to the ground. Upon remembering James's face, she became even more frustrated.

"Are you still thinking about Stanley? I'm telling you. It's impossible between you and him. You've been with him for so many years, but in the end, he ended up breaking his promise. You two are not destined to be together!"

Marilyn said rudely.

"Mother, enough!" Rosie cut her off. However, Marilyn was too agitated.

"Rosie, you are already twenty-eight!!"

"So what mum?" As soon as the words left her lips, Mary slapped Rosie hard, trembling in anger, extremely perplexed.

"I'm trying so hard to see you aren't left over woman! I gave birth to you at age thirty-five! I nearly lost you in the theatre then!" Tears slipped from Marilyn's eyes as she continued, "My ego as a wealthy heiress didn't allow me to marry on time! The rumours about me were exceedingly bad years back, I went on countless dates, Rosie! If I hadn't had a first-hand experience, I wouldn't try so hard to get you married!" Marilyn finished and exhaled, clutching her racing chest in pure frustration and anger.

"Since you can't undo what you did, You have to fulfil your responsibility by marrying him. Take this opportunity, Rosie, I won't say it again!" Marilyn grabbed her purse and left.