Chapter 4 Please Be Gentle

As soon as they reached his room, James place her on the bed and continued to make out with her. Soon, her dress was thrown to the floor. She had nothing but black undergarment on her body. James unhooked her bra and pulled it from her. She looked as delectable as she was three years ago, triggering intense desire in him. James embraced and caressed her… Her moans acted like a catalyst, intensifying his desire. He resisted his painful arousal and trailed warm kisses down her belly. He did not want her to feel pain like three years ago. Clara was a little afraid. However, the unfamiliar sensation caused warm wetness to flow from her nether region. "Jon, please be gentle." Clara said in a trembling voice. James suddenly went still and stopped moving his hands. He frowned and looked at her flushed face with a conflicted expression. Her lashes fluttered even as she closed her eyes. James finally realized she did not know who he was. He closed his eyes and got up in frustration. His dick remained erect. Thus, he rushed into the bathroom and turned on the shower. His head was showered with cold water. His irises grew darker. He stayed in the shower until he calmed down. Then, he returned to the bedroom to find Clara asleep, but her clothes were still on the floor. Her slender bare legs looked alluring on the bed. James helped her to put on her clothes and tucked her gently under the blanket. Then, he sat at the head of the bed and watched her. The room was silent. It seemed like the passion from just now was only a figment of his imagination. Three years ago, I ruined her for the first time. Is that why she has a troubled relationship with her husband? Is it my fault? Remorse flashed across his eyes. He got up from the bed and went out of the room. Lieutenant Colonel Adler came to him holding a contraceptive. "Chief, she has to take this within 72 hours to prevent pregnancy." James raised his eyebrows and replied, "She doesn't need this." "Is she in her safe period?" Lieutenant Colonel Adler asked in a surprised tone. James looked at Lieutenant Colonel Adler coldly. He seemed threatening like a killer. Thus, Lieutenant Colonel Adler looked down and did not dare to meet his gaze. "I need you to arrange a female staff to take care of her. Also, you are to forget everything you saw tonight." James ordered. "Understood." Lieutenant Colonel Adler answered. The following morning, Clara woke up with a severe headache from a hangover. She sat on the bed and glanced at her surroundings. The bedsheet was green like military camouflage. There was a bookshelf opposite the bed filled with books. It was a man's room. Clara frowned and could only remember Aari giving her a glass of water. Everything went blank after that. I must have blacked out from drinking too much. As Clara was about to get up, James came to her with a vanity bag. She looked up and accidentally met his gaze. She was stunned for a moment. He is the chief who saved me yesterday. But why can't I remember how I got here. "Sorry, I was drunk yesterday. May I know where this is?" Clara asked apologetically. James replied calmly. "I brought you here." Then, he handed her the vanity bag. "There are toiletries here. You should wash up first." Clara accepted the vanity bag and thanked him. However, she gasped when she opened the bag. Everything came from a luxury brand in France. Even a bottle of shower cream would cost a hefty sum. "I… I can't take this." Clara placed the vanity bag on the couch beside the bed. She felt awkward and headed to the door to leave. "Have some breakfast first before you go." James said in a deep voice. Clara glanced towards the dining table and saw two glasses of smoothies, plates of omelets, and bread. "The smoothie will help with the hangover. You should drink it first." James said. Clara hesitated. She was not sure whether it was only her imagination. Somehow, she kept feeling that James had some opinion about her. Could I have said something bad when I was drunk? "Did I say anything inappropriate when I was drunk yesterday?" Clara asked worriedly. James looked up from the book he was reading and replied indifferently, "Why you think you have said something inappropriate?" Did I really say something inappropriate? Clara's face flushed with embarrassment. She smiled awkwardly. "I have a tendency to talk nonsense when I'm drunk. Please don't believe anything I said." He looked up with dark and unfathomable eyes, pausing at her flushed cheeks and taking in her nervous and shy expression. Suddenly, he narrowed his gaze, and his eyes turned cold. Her embarrassed expression reminded him of last night. She had called out Jon's name even as she moaned beneath James' body.