Five hours later, Kara came to herself.
She was dizzy with the kiss. James reluctantly let her go and put her on the sofa. Kara covered her face with both hands and dared not look at James.
"Do you want to sleep?"
Kara curled up. She shook her head at first and then nodded.
James stroked her head, got up and closed the curtains. He covered Kara with a blanket and lay down beside her.
"Let's sleep."
Kara looked up at James in confusion and asked, "Don't you need to work?"
"My job now is to sleep with you. Close your eyes."
James ordered coldly. He gently stroked Kara's head, just like coaxing a pet cat.
Kara frowned. Now her hair was much longer and it was messed up.
Sometimes, James would pull too hard and Kara would feel painful. She was a little unhappy and wanted to get away from his hand.
"James, you just tangled up my hair."
"Okay, I'll help you detangle it."
He meant what he said. He combed Kara's hair gently with his fingers and patiently detangled the hair.
Kara was speechless.
She couldn't stop James from what he wanted to do. She sighed helplessly and closed her eyes.
After a while, Kara fell asleep.
Five hours later, she woke up and she saw that James was still working.
He was really busy.
Kara lay on the sofa and stared at James.
Kara had once heard that men who were working were of the most fascination. Kara raised her eyebrows. It was true.
The outline of his side face was beautiful and his nose was tall. James was thinking about a question and pursed his lips. His eyes were cold and sharp.
Kara took out her phone and muted it. She took a picture of James from a good angle.
Looking at the photos, Kara could not help but admire James' beauty.
"What are you looking at?"
"You!"
Kara replied instinctively. She looked up and saw James. She was shocked and suddenly sat up.
Kara quickly hid her phone behind her and was too nervous to utter a word.
"You took photos of me without my permission. Do you know that you violated my portrait right?"
James looked at her coldly. He didn't even bother to get her phone.
He could just hack into her phone and check anything if he wanted.
When Kara heard the expression "portrait right", she stared at James in shock and retorted, "I didn't!"
"Criminals all claim to be innocent."
James retorted. He looked at Kara coldly and crooked his long finger at her.
"What to do?" Kara leaned against the sofa defensively and wanted to hide her phone into the gap.
Kara refused to come. Then James went to her.
He pushed Kara down onto the sofa like a cheetah.
James took off his suit and he was wearing his black shirt.
He was in a pair of black trousers. The hem of the shirt was neatly tied in the trousers, heightening his long legs.
"The punishment for the criminal!"
James knelt on the sofa and controlled Kara. He held her face with his hands and gently kissed her injured face. His lips were warm and Kara could feel his hot breathing.
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