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The Last Tears

Emerald Castle... Jemmy sat lonely with his laptop hosting an online meeting with his staff. When he heard a slight movement, he looked at the bed attentively. "Send someone to protect Marina. She's my sister." Naysa said while still asleep. Jemmy didn't understand whether she was dreaming or meant what she said. When he tried to wake her up, she was still sleeping. But anyway, Wade was send off to Polar hotel. Evening, Naysa opened her eyes and stared into the black shiny eyes. Jemmy was too happy when she woke up. Though the doctor just said she was ok, Jemmy could still not believe his words. "How do you feel?" Jemmy asked. Naysa wanted to sit up but the strong hands held her back. "You'll hurt yourself." "Am fine I can sit ok?" She said but Jemmy didn't let her go. "Naysa there is one thing we have to talk about. The way you do take rush decisions is alarming and that's endangering your life. At least, wherever you go, take the guards with you. For the sake of your protection." Jemmy said. Naysa, with Jemmy's support sat up and looked at him. "I just don't know what came over me. Am sorry." She said, lowering her head like an obedient child to the parents. It was too cute that Jemmy stared at her admiringly. Even at her weakest point, she's still never lost her beauty. "I'll make you something to eat." He said as he stood up and headed to the kitchen. "Hey, some wonders here today!" Adrian started. "He's going to personally cook for her." Another guard said. "Wait, does he even know how to cook?" Stenson couldn't help laughing. In a matter of five minutes, the kitchen looked like a tornado zone. Broken pieces of glasses and plates were all over. Flour was all over the place plus in his face. His whole clothes were covered in flour and other kitchen ingredients. When he came out, Naysa who sat in the living room burst out laughing. Stenson couldn't help it as he took pictures. The other guards went out the couldn't suppress their laughter any longer. "Ooh my God! What were you doing?" Naysa held a mirror close to his face but Jemmy closed his eyes. "Do I look terrible?" He asked in a cute deep voice. "No... Not really. Who said my husband can look terrible? You look cute and funny. You've won a suit to the kitchen? I can't help it." Naysa laughed again. Looking at his suit, Jemmy couldn't help frowning. "What did you prepare for me?" She asked. "I made instant noodles." He said. "And how did you have your whole body covered in flour?" She asked. Jemmy kept quiet. "Can I go to the kitchen and have a look?" "No... Don't go there!" Jemmy stepped forward to stop her. "Can we go together then?" Naysa asked. "If you insist." He replied while leading the way. Naysa followed. The whole kitchen was a mess. The trash can was full of spoilt dumplings, pan cakes and many other goods he tried to prepare. He looked at Naysa innocently. "Ok you did a good job, but you're a pretty bad cook." She said. Jemmy stared at her as if digesting what she just said. "Ok, don't be mad at me for that kind of a comment. Can I be your teacher then?" "Sure." He replied. "But there is a fee to pay. Are you ready?" She asked. "How much is it teacher?" He asked eargerly that Naysa laughed. "It's not about money. It's something else." She said. "Whatever you want, I'll do it for you." Jemmy said. "Good, now take a guess before I tell you."

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CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT: EVERYTHING WENT DOWN

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Cindy Scott was transported back to Country LA in a revealing red dress. Jemmy didn't even attend to her and the guards, who didn't like her either didn't give her a chance to protest.

Naysa sat with Aunty Wen who told her many stories about herself. Naysa realized aunty Wen was barren and didn't have anyone to take care of her. She promised to do best to prove love to her.

Naysa walked into Jemmy's room after hearing that Cindy was forced back to country LA. Jemmy was still wrapped in a towel, seated by the window thinking of how he would talk to Naysa for correct the misunderstanding. How cou6he even waste his time thinking of Cindy?

Just then, Naysa walked in. Her whole face blushed as she looked at his exposed upper body. She had to admit this had an effect on her. "You haven't showered yet?"

"Mmh... Are you not angry?" He asked

"Am not." Naysa sat on the bed.

"Can we get to the shower together?" He asked in a more pleading tone. Naysa coughed.

"What did you say?" She asked, her face flushing.

"I want to touch the crescent mark today." He said this without blinking. "Can we?"

Naysa looked in the wall, not knowing what to say or do. She slowly shook her head. Jemmy took in good grace.

"Can I kiss you then?' he asked.

Well, they had kissed before and Naysa accepted with a bushed face. Jemmy walked to the bedside and hovered over her. Naysa closed her eyes slowly as their lips met. She was too much lost in the kiss that she didn't know how she lies of the bed with Jemmy on top of her. Her whole body trembled when his uplee naked skin brushed over her. Who knew when the towel fell off?

Naysa caressed his chest and when she went a bit lower, she realized the towel had fallen off and he was only in his briefs. He was too engrossed in the kiss be didn't even care about his exposed body. Naysa was shocked, but the kiss carried her away in their world where there were only two people, Jemmy and herself. She felt his other member, which had now formed a tent in his boxers brush lvet her lower self. She shuddered.

"Jemmy please..." She tried talking. Too bad Jemmy was lost in the kiss he didn't even hear her. The moment she opened her mouth, his tongue slid in. Jemmy's hand explored her. He cupped her breast with one hand, the other hand supporting her head. Naysa didn't talk. Her whole body trembled and the temperature in the room abnormally increased.

Slowly, his hand travelled down her slender waist and slid into her skirt. Naysa stopped breathing. His hand was on an erotic journey. His fingers slid in her pant and he caressed her slowly.

"Breath." In a heavy yet seductive voice, he murmured in her ears. Naysa snapped back and took a deep breath. Jemmy bit his lower lip slowly, looking at the girl below him. Her eyes were closed and he could feel her body trembled before him.

"Am sorry I can't go back." He added. Naysa didn't reply, but licked her own lips.

In a blink of a moment, her skirts were torn apart and her smooth body came into clear view. Jemmy took a few minutes admiring the beauty lost in pleasure. He couldn't wait for a bit longer

Slowly and carefully, he went in.

Naysa bit her lower lip hard and a moan escaped her mouth. She was lost in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As he slowly increased his pace, Naysa grabbed the sheets hard and slowly turned her head sideways. Jemmy went in and out, regulating his oace not to hurt her. Her face was pink and her lips were went. This drove him even more crazier and he kissed her passionately. Naysa moaned as her whole body tensed. She could feel him in her, increasing the pace slowly. Her legs closed tightly on his back, but then she opened them wide. She kept shifting between locking him in between her and letting him free. The sheets were pulled into her face.

Stenson had coming to report to Jemmy after Cindy left, but hearing the sound from the room, he ran off embarrassed.

Jemmy was lost in the pleasure. This was the moment he finally had her to himself, feeling very bit of her lithe soft graceful body. This was the moment she made him a real man, and he made her a real woman, his woman.

As she neared climax, her whole body trembled and she stopped breathing. Jemmy, who had been observing her every reaction noticed this.

Slowly but rapidly, he slammed into her. The room smelt sex. The sheets finally closed in her face and her hands moved to his bare back, her fingers digging deep into his flesh. She trembled under him, biting her lips hard. Jemmy finally collapsed on top of her.

Naysa's body was tense she wasn't breathing.

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