They go to a very credible DNA paternity testing site in Honolulu, Megan insisted that she wanted to go in the same car as Becky and James, which makes things even more awkward and tense."What's your name?" Megan asked, glancing at Becky curtly."Don't answer any questions that come out of her mouth, none of her questions are worth answering," interrupted James Miller before Becky could open her mouth.Megan Hutton snorted in laughter,"Just by hearing the way you talk to her I already know that this woman next to me is a slave," she muttered casually.Becky glared, Megan really knew how to corner people. "Just because I'm silent doesn't mean I allow you to keep calling me by that despicable name and just because you feel insulted because you're an ex-slave doesn't mean you can invite other people to be the same as you because I'm not..." she couldn't believe she had just said that cruel thing to Megan Hutton.Her eyes met with James Miller in the rearview mirror, those eyes staring
Becky shrieked as James kissed her and placed his hand on her breast. But as his tongue moved in her mouth, she closed his eyes tightly. She always liked it when they were away from the mansion, which meant she didn't have to come into contact with that horrible white room.Suddenly James removed his lips from her and turned her body to face the glass wall.“Look at these lashed bruises…” he muttered, his hand gently brushing the purplish-red bruise on Becky's back. Just looking at the scar alone can make him even more aroused.Becky closed her eyes, waiting for her master's touch to always blow her away. There was no anxiety in her heart like what she felt when they did it in the mansion. But what happened next took her completely by surprise.Suddenly he wrapped the shower hose around her neck until she was suffocating."Mr. Miller!" she tried to rebel, he turned her body to face him and from his face, it was clear that he was aroused to see Becky who was having a hard time breathin
Becky stepped closer, gently touching the baby's forehead. "Are there any other symptoms?" she asked, looking at Megan who looked worried."Yeah, coughs and colds," she said quickly.“Do you have any baby medicine supplies?”Megan frowned, “What do you know about babies! You don't know anything! Don't act like you can take care of Aaron!” she snapped the baby she named Aaron away from Becky.Becky just shrugged, not wanting to force Megan to listen to her words."She's been taking care of her siblings since they were babies, maybe you should listen to her," said James Miller, looking at Becky who was still busy staring at the aquarium so her eyes wouldn't meet James or Megan."No, we'd better go to the hospital!" Megan was still adamant. She hugged Aaron tightly."Hospital is the last place a baby like him should go, do you know how many viruses and bacteria there are that can actually increase the disease," Becky muttered as she looked down at her nails which were painted with white
Becky stepped out of the villa inhaling the smell of the sea which soothed her soul. She glanced at Greg who was still next to Megan, no one would hold her back if she left. Then her feet stepped, following her instincts. Keep walking away from the villa, not towards the gate but towards the seaside. She took off her stilettos and walked barefoot on the soft sand.She sat on the dimly lit beach, stuck her feet in the sand, and looked up at the overcast sky. Soon there was a rumbling sound and it was raining heavily. She looked up with her eyes closed, letting the rain run down her face, then suddenly the water stopped. She opened her eyes and found James Miller standing half-bent over, trying to keep the rain from hitting her face.She immediately looked away, she didn't understand why James was willing to walk in the rain just to look for her."What are you doing here?" he asked, sitting next to her.She didn't answer, just a curt shrug. The rain was getting heavier and the waves wer
Awkward Mode"Megan?"Becky quickly got to her feet and walked over to her. "Is Aaron okay?" she asked, looking down at the baby. Megan didn't answer, she just looked at Becky and James in turn, as if reading the situation. She began to be unsure of her thoughts, she became very angry when she realized that they seemed to have a relationship that was more than just slave and master. She clenched her fists, she wouldn't let that happen.“You are the father of this baby, can you at least show some love? He's sick and you're lying here with her? You're unbelievable James Miller!" babbled Megan, staring at James in disappointment, trying to manipulate him."You think you could brainwash me with those words of yours, the DNA test results haven't come out yet, don't expect too much," said James coldly."He's your son for God's sake! I own my body, I remember every dick that went into it!" Megan snapped in annoyance."Oh really? It's good that you remember all those things, that means you al
Becky took a deep breath, disappointed. But she knew there was nothing she could do about it. Finally, she chose to go back to bed, and her hunger disappeared instantly, replaced by a feeling of tightness that made it a little difficult for her to breathe. She leaned back and closed her eyes. She had to sleep, only then she wouldn't go up to James Miller again and ask the same thing. She tried hard to clear her mind, until finally thirty minutes later she fell into a sound sleep...The next morning she was awakened by the smell of coffee that entered her sense of smell. She slowly opened her eyes and found James sitting on the edge of the bed with a tray in his hands. Surprised, Becky rushed to straighten her back,"What are you doing?" she asked, staring at the toasted bread, and coffee neatly arranged on the tray on his lap."Can't you see? I made breakfast for you," he said stiffly.Becky gulped and then nodded her head, “Yeah, wait! This is all for me?” she asked, unsure of what s
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
"Oh, God! Send me the location I'll be there soon," said Gregory quickly.It only took a few minutes before Gregory and the other three bodyguards appeared in a hurry. Becky rose to her feet, approaching Gregory with her limp feet."Shit, I was too late, it's my fault…” Gregory muttered gloomily.Becky frowned,"What do you mean?" she asked confused. "You know something?"Gregory sighed, “My source got the false information, Wiliam Beckett is not in LA, he is here, in Hawaii. I should have told Mr. Miller from the start so he could be more alert,” he said regretfully.Becky was flabbergasted,“Are you saying that it was my father who shot James? Is that what you're trying to say?” she asked in a trembling voice.Gregory shrugged his shoulders, "It's just a temporary guess, let the police do their job," he said flatly.Becky's heart felt as if it had slipped from its place and kept beating so fast that it made her shudder. She was haunted by the fear that it was her father who shot Ja
Becky's question was left unanswered. That day James took her back to LA, which confused her, he asked him, but again her question remained unanswered. They landed safely at LAX and continued to James' mansion, which gave Becky a goosebump when she looked at it, recalling the chaotic day when that tragedy happened."Okay, that's enough!" Becky stopped her step and snatched away James' hand, which was holding her wrist. "Can you at least tell me what's going on here? Why are you flying to LA when our wedding is just days away?" she raved, her chest heaving. "I know it's a fake wedding, but I don't like that you changed the plan without my approval. I mean, am I that insignificant to you?"James stopped. He exhaled long and then turned around at her."Those media attention is the last thing I wanted to get right now. I'm canceling the wedding at the Plaza. We're moving here," he said firmly.Becky gulped, "So I'm going to stay here until you don't need me anymore?" she muttered, staring
"Can you please leave me alone? I need time..." said Becky without looking at him. James nodded. He walked away from her and stopped right at the door."Everything will be fine. You don't have to worry," he said, staring at the back of her head with a warm gaze. Becky didn't say anything. She buried her face between her knees, sobbing. She didn't know that James was standing still behind the door, confused about how he could help her go through that situation.After he left, she dared herself to activate her cell phone. Since she was not famous, people might not be interested in her story. She shouldn't be over-worried, should she?So she swiped the screen, opened her social media, and was shocked. There were so many people putting harsh comments on every picture she uploaded.'She's marrying James Miller just to satisfy her shopping habit. She does not feel guilty after what her father has done to him! Such a bitch!''I bet she's not that pretty in real life.And many other nasty com
"Are you kidding me? Why would you come with us?" asked Becky, who finally canceled to go to dinner with Alan. James shrugged, "I just wanted to join in,?" he said lightly. "Oh really?!" she rolled her eyes, then turned her face toward the window again. They were in the car, just out of The Plaza area."Where are we going?" she asked nonchalantly."Home," he said."Okay, drive me to my apartment. I really need some me time," she said bluntly."No, we're going back to my penthouse," he said undeniably."Excuse me? We're not married yet! We don't have to live together! I want to go back to my apartment!" raved Becky, she didn't know why but she felt like staying in her apartment alone to clear her head from all those sudden things that happened to her.James pulled the car over,"Look, I don't have time to fight! The wedding is only days away! You think it's easy to arrange a sudden wedding?!" he said annoyedly."I never wanted a fight. It's you who always started it! It's difficult for
Feeling better, she rushed to wash in the bathroom and got dressed. There were far more critical things to consider, like how she would announce her sudden wedding plans to the public. They must have been shocked, especially her siblings. But things might be more difficult if they discovered that James hadn't returned his memories.Let's say the marriage happened, at last, then temporary happiness will soon be created, and years later, all will end sadly because of a divorce that was supposed to happen. She took a deep breath, feeling guilty that her father's sins had resulted in her getting involved in a fake marriage to someone who should be her husband and who loved her the most.Thirty minutes later, she was ready with a knee-length casual dress in brick red. She let her long hair down. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks would turn red with embarrassment whenever she remembered what she had done with James earlier. Suddenly she could hear someone knock on the door."Y
With an annoyed face, Becky returned to James's penthouse. She still couldn't accept the trap she had set. If she had known from the start that her shopping expenses would be deducted from her own money she would not have spent that much!"Follow me," he said, climbing the stairs to the second floor."We're not going to sleep together, aren't we?" said her curiously. He snorted in laughter, "What did you just say? Do you think I'm willing to sleep with you? You may still be unable to forget what happened to us back then but trust me. I don't remember any of that. I even forgot how you tasted!"Becky didn't reply. However, she lost her virginity to him, which bothered her quite a bit. She stepped ahead of James with a shopping bag in her hand. James looked at her back. He understood what was happening in her head but wasn't lying when he said he didn't remember anything about her."I forgot which one is my room?" asked Becky when they were on the second floor, she looked around the ro
Becky grimaced. She looked at James with an annoyed look. "We accidentally bumped into each other. How about you? What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to sound cheerful. James looked at her and Richard alternately, "Accidentally bumped into each other? What is that supposed to mean?" he muttered with a raised eyebrow.Richard cleared his throat softly, "I'd better get back to the office, Becky thanks for your time!" he said as he rose to his feet, nodded once to James, and then hurriedly left them. He knew something terrible might going to happen."Are you following me?!" Becky said, her eyes squinting at James suspiciously. He chuckled, "Following you? Do you think I don't have anything else to do? Why would I follow you?! I wanted to pick up something I left in Michael's office, and I accidentally saw you with that annoying guy!""That annoying guy you said? You don't even know him! How can you call him like that? You're even a thousand times more annoying than him! I mean th
"Um, Richard, nice to meet you. I have to go now!" said Becky, shaking Richard's hand awkwardly."Let's go this way!" said Michael West, leading James and Becky to his office. "Bye!" said Richard, smiling warmly before Becky disappeared from the hallway."What? You like him?" muttered James coldly."Haha, so funny!" replied Becky with a sarcastic tone."Remember you are someone's future wife, don't flirt with other men or...""Or what?" she challenged him."Or you'll get the consequences," hissed James in a serious tone that made Becky shudder in horror, remembering the torture she once got from him.While Becky was busy with her thoughts, James suddenly pulled her hand away."Are you going to keep thinking about that guy, or are you going to focus on settling my life back?" he whispered in her ear.Becky sneered, she looked up at James, but she didn't say anything. It sucks! A relationship with someone who didn't love her back hurt her so much! She couldn't imagine living years with
Too ShockedThey stared at each other in silence, then the images of what they did a long time ago swirled in Becky's head as James buried his face between her thighs. She could remember everything clearly, all his sighs, touch, kisses..."Rebecca?!""Hey, Rebecca Beckett!" James waved his hand in front of her face and brought her to her senses. She hurriedly pulled herself away from him and cleared her throat nervously."Are you thinking something dirty? Why is your face red like that?" he teased with laughter.Becky's face turned even redder, "You're so annoying!" she snapped, stomping her feet and then walking fast, leaving the kitchen. James held back his laugh and followed her behind. They stood next to each other without speaking. Becky kept cursing herself for being unable to forget everything that had happened. She even felt something warm between her thighs. Gosh! What a shame!"Rebecca, wait!" yelled James running after her. "Arrgh!" suddenly, he stopped, holding his head in
"I know, you don't need to remind me," said Becky curtly. She turned her face to the window, secretly smiling because she missed James so much. It's just that she didn't want to show her longing for him. One-sided love was tough...James's penthouse was on the 100th floor of a luxury apartment building in Manhattan, New York.A driver opened the car door for her while James waited impatiently beside her. "This way," the bodyguard said, showing her the way to the private elevator that would take them to the 100th floor.She didn't say anything at all and was still trying to digest it all. She tried to fix her life and focus on her siblings, but James's appearance changed everything. She didn't know what would happen after that...James scanned his eyes at a small box located near the entrance. Soon after, the door was wide open. "Come on," he said as he stepped back and invited Becky to enter first."How did you know about that? I mean, how do you know how to enter this room?" she aske