Chapter 61 - Vivid Memories (1/2)

”Errr...I'm sorry,” Halia apologized in a fl.u.s.tered state as she quickly tried to get up.

But, just as she pushed herself off the man's body, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist and pull her back down.

Jackson looked at Halia. She was as beautiful as ever. Her long wispy black hair hung teasingly, the ends gently tickling his body as it emitted a gentle floral fragrance. She had no makeup on, but her dewy eyes and naturally rosy cheeks were so alluring that Jackson couldn't take his eyes off her.

He could feel the silkiness of her nightgown on his fingers as it clung to the outlines of her body. How could a man resist such a sight?

”Why are you wearing that?” he asked in a slightly dangerous tone.

Halia brushed back some of her hair and glanced away awkwardly, ”Max brought it, I had no choice.”

”Oh, Max,” the man sighed with his deep and charming voice.

All of a sudden, Jackson pulled Halia closer to him. Halia looked down at the man. She could feel his firm chest beneath her body and it made her cheeks burn in embarrassment. She subconsciously glanced down at the muscles on his arms and the collared shirt that clung to his attractive body and it made her body heat up as well. Why was he holding her like that? What did he want? Slowly, her eyes fell back on the man's face, but...

Halia suddenly froze...

Jackson's face had changed.

It wasn't Jackson anymore!

It was Sean!

With a seductive smile, Sean flipped her on the bed and pressed his body firmly against hers. He then grabbed her hands and pinned them against the bed as his lips fell on her neck. His kisses were rough and passionate as they traced across her collarbone and down to her chest. Halia felt her breathing speed up.

But, she quickly realized what was happening.

”Sara, not now!!” she thought. This was the worst time to have a flashback.

Halia had gotten used to Sara's memories, so she recognized she was in one straight away, but even though she consciously knew what was happening, it was almost like she was possessed and could not control herself.

Sara bit her lip and looked up at the man. She wanted more from him.

At that moment, Sean let go of her hands and quickly cupped them around her b.r.e.a.s.ts. Sara stretched her neck back, closed her eyes and m.o.a.ned in pleasure as she felt the man's mouth against her bare skin. Halia did not like the way that things were progressing. Sure, Sara loved Sean, but Sean was Halia's handler...so this did not feel right.

The memory was more vivid than any of the memories Halia had ever had before. She could feel the man's every breath and smell his sweat in the air. Unlike his usual gentle and refined appearance, this man was rough and domineering when it came to the bed. But, Sara enjoyed it, even though Halia did not. Halia liked Sean, but only as a mentor, a friend...a brother - not like this!