Chapter 8: Holding her in his arms

• Benson lay on the pillow with a faint scent of medicine on it. He lay on his side and could not see Juliana's face.
• He could only see her in her nightgown as well as her snow-white thighs and wrists.
• When her hands reached his shoulders, he could also smell the faint fragrance from her hands.
• That fragrance smelled similar to herbs, but it was more refreshing than the pillow, which instantly soothed his anxiety.
• It was a calmness that he had never known before.
• By the time Juliana finished the acupuncture, Benson's agitation was calmed and sleepiness overcame him after three days of no sleep.
• Benson still struggled to look at Juliana.
• Juliana pulled the needles from his body and said in a soft voice: "Sleep now. I'll stay here."
• The gentle words made Benson unburdened. He could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.
• Juliana looked at Benson sleeping. His face was still cold but much softer and he looked much better without the ruthlessness and coldness.
• Looking at Benson's long, black, and thick eyelashes, Juliana reached out and touched them, "I can't believe he has such beautiful eyelashes."
• Juliana didn't know Benson's body very well yet, so she stayed by the bedside.
• Later, she could not stay awake any longer and fell asleep by the bed.
• Sleeping, Juliana suddenly sensed danger and her eyes snapped open to meet a pair of scarlet and homicidal eyes.
• "Mr... um."
• Juliana had only raised her head before Benson grabbed her by her neck. He was so fast that she had no time to make a move.
• This time, Benson grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.
• Juliana was about to suffocate when she grabbed Benson's arm and bent it hard.
• Benson let go in pain but came up with his fists again.
• Once again, the two fought fiercely in the room, breaking the room's furnishings.
• Juliana had failed to win the fight when Benson was sober; now that Benson was out of his mind, Juliana was even less able to win.
• Within minutes, Benson once again took Juliana by the throat and pressed her to the bed.
• With his eyes red, Benson choked Juliana hard and pressed his body against hers, their body temperatures rising rapidly through their thin pajamas.
• Benson smelled the faint refreshing medicinal scent from her body.
• This medicinal fragrance gradually soothed his mania.
• Just as Juliana thought she was going to be strangled, Benson suddenly let go, took her into his arms, rolled over, and laid down on the bed.
• Soon, Benson's steady breathing was heard.
• He fell asleep.
• Juliana was stunned.
• "Mr. Leach?"
• Juliana called out tentatively a few times, but there was no response from Benson. He was indeed asleep.
• Juliana was confined in his arms in a position that was not very comfortable and she tried to break out of his arms.
• But as soon as she moved, Benson held her tighter with his arms around her neck.
• Benson held her even tighter: "Don't move."
• Juliana reckoned that he would probably just strangle her with his arms if she moved again.
• But this position was making her uncomfortable: "I feel uncomfortable like this."
• She had difficulty in breathing.
• Benson's arms across her neck loosened slightly and he adjusted his position.
• Juliana kept trying a few more times, but as long as she moved, Benson held her tight as if she was a pillow.
• Later, Juliana gave up. Luckily, she no longer suffered from breathing difficulties.
• Benson wrapped his arms and legs around her.
• At her back was his strong and wide chest as his strong arms held her tightly. She could hear his strong heartbeat as her side face was pressed against his chest.
• It was the first time Juliana had been this close to a man, with his scent around her nose. She thought she would be embarrassed, yet it made her feel relieved in a rare way.