Chapter 236 Every Inch Of Her

Emily arrived at the café Jack had mentioned in the text, but he didn't show up.

The café was in an open area with a lot of customers. Emily thought there was nothing to worry about,
so she asked all her guards to wait outside while she sat alone in one of the chairs and waited for Jack.

A few minutes had passed and there was still no sign of Jack. Emily frowned and took out her phone.

"Miss Emily, are you waiting for Mr. Jack?" Emily looked up and saw a very attractive, well-dressed,
polite young lady smiling pleasantly at her.

"How do you know?" Emily asked, as she looked at her with confusion. Something was not right.

"I am the manager of this café. Mr. Jack was here a while ago, but he had to leave for some urgent
business. He asked me to tell you that he would be back soon. Please wait here," the woman replied
kindly.

"Oh…okay" Emily didn't really believe her, but Jack wasn't answering his phone, either.

Emily glanced at her watch and decided to stay for another 20 minutes.

The manager handed her the menu and asked, "Would you like some coffee?"

"Cappuccino, please," Emily answered, as she skipped through the menu and gave it back to the polite
manager.

"Very well. Please wait for a second," the woman replied.

Emily's cappuccino was served within minutes.

She gazed out on the street, pensively, as she took a small sip.



What was taking Jack so long? Jack was still nowhere to be seen…

Something was definitely not right. She couldn't tell what it was, but she decided that she'd better leave
here first.

'I should leave, ' she said to herself. Emily placed the cup on the table and stood up.

"Miss Emily, Mr. Jack is on his way. Please wait a little longer," the manager said, coming forward and
then stopping her with a polite smile.

"Sorry, but I have to go now," Emily replied while walking towards the front door.

"Miss Emily, Mr. Jack is coming. You've already waited so long, so why not just wait for a few more
minutes? You are safe here. I know your guards are outside, and besides, I have a business to run.
With so many customers here, you've got nothing to worry about," said the manager.

The manager had a valid point, but why was she trying so hard to keep her there? "No, I really have to
go..." said Emily.

Before Emily could finish her words, she suddenly felt dizzy, and her vision started to blur.

'What's happening… Is it because of the cappuccino?' she wondered.

The cappuccino!

By the time Emily realized that her cup of cappuccino was spiked, it was too late.

Emily desperately tried to scream so that the customers would notice her, and her guards would rush in
and save her.

However, with a tissue covering her mouth and nose, she couldn't make any sound, except succumb to
the darkness that was surrounding her, as she gradually fainted in the manager's arms.



A waiter stood on the other side to block the vision of Emily's guards.

At the same time, an identical impostor sat down beside Emily and took her place. She was of her age
and of the same body type, dressed in the same clothes and made up with the same hairstyle.

Everything happened within seconds, like a well-orchestrated plan.

Emily was taken away by the manager, while the "fake Emily" replaced her and carried on sipping her
coffee, as if nothing had happened.

...

At the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

Emily was lying on the King size bed with her eyes closed.

Jack stood by the door, hesitantly.

He was all dressed up, with his hair brushed back and perfume perfectly complimenting his disposition.
There was no sign of his former messy look.

Jack was going to meet the woman of his life. His one and only. He had everything planned to a tee, or
so he thought.

Jack took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked inside.

"Emily, it's me," he said.

With no response, Jack felt silly. But soon he realized that he wasn't stood up anyway, because there
Emily was, lying on bed, motionless. He quickly walked towards the bed.

"Emily? What happened? Emily wake up!" he said.



Jack patted her forehead. No fever. So she wasn't sick. Jack suddenly realized that Emily wasn't
wearing any clothes… What the hell was going on?

When Jack received Emily's message, he was so thrilled that he got caught up in dressing up and
forgot to think things through. Not once did he question why Emily would choose a hotel to be their
meeting place.

Suddenly, it hit him. Now, everything was starting to make sense to him.

It was obvious that Emily was brought here by someone. She probably didn't even send the message.
So who was behind all of this?

Jack was lost in thoughts when suddenly his phone beeped. A new message popped out.

It was his subordinate.

It was him all along. When he saw Jack spiraling down into depression, drowning in alcohol because of
Emily, he thought he would make Jack happy by bringing Emily to him.

It was with mixed emotions that Jack resigned. He decided to call his guard and send Emily back, but
he hung up the phone, the second he pressed dial.

Emily was right in front of him, so close.

Jack was finally able to lay eyes on her. He wanted to spend more time with her.

Jack sat on the side of the bed and reached out for Emily's cheek. She was so beautiful in her sleep.

"Emily…" he said.

Emily's smooth skin and her exposed neck line took Jack's breath away.



Jack wanted her desperately. He wanted every inch of her body.

Emily was here. She was all his now. The time had come.

Jack just sat there quietly looking at Emily with lustful eyes. There was a voice in his head that said,
'You've always wanted her. She is here now. She is yours now. Take her…take her…take her…she will
be yours forever…'


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