WRITER POV"Is he aware of the plan?" Samantha whispered to Camila's hearing. "Yes, I explained it all to him. You don't have to worry, Sam, this will all go as planned." She assured her."So, Theo, now you are aware of what we are up to, we should get going then. I'm pretty sure Mr Darkwood will be at my place now.""I'll get the car ready." He said, exiting the building."Thanks, Camila, I really appreciate your effort. And… getting Theo involved, it's quite a risk but you gave it up for me. I'm so glad to have you around.""Oh, come on, Sam, don't make me cry." She sniffed, her eyes had a slight red color in it like she was gonna cry."Don't tell me you're crying already.""How am I supposed to hold back the tears when you're making this moment look so emotional." She said, drying her tears with the back of her hand. "You should get going now or Mr Darkwood will be on his way."Samantha nodded, exiting to where Theo parked his car. "So, we're gonna play as real lovers who just retu
LEONARD'S POV*IF there is any thing I received from today, I'll say I got the hardest hit right on my chest. Seeing Samantha with that guy got a part of me broken, and while I sat on that couch with her parents, I wasn't actually myself. All my mind could think of is the two of them in her room, having that very fun I was supposed to have with her.As if that wasn't enough, she was bold enough to spit the fact that she was gonna get married to that son-of-a-bitch right on my face. I glared at the document in my hand, tossing it to the passenger seat. I can't believe I was feeling this weak at her words. It was twice better to have some one else say those words to me, than to hear them from her lips.It feels more like a nuclear bomb was blown directly on my face. I couldn't stop thinking… I'll admit, it hurts. A lot.I started the engine of my car, zooming off to my office to pick some stuff before heading home. It actually feels boring to live in a place like this without a companio
WRITER'S POVA black tinted spider car parked in front of Samantha's home. Suddenly a knock came on the door, it was only Mrs Edgerton at home. She looked out through the window, surprised at the black car in front of her house. She peeped out through the small hole on the door to see a young gentleman standing outside her door."Who is that?" She asked."Please, is this the resident of Mr Edgerton?" He asked."Yes, of course. How may I help you?" She asked."I'm Denver, Mr Darkwood personal assistant." He replied.On hearing Mr Darkwood's name, Mrs Edgerton quickly opened the door. "Hello, Mrs Edgerton?" He greeted her almost like a question."Hello, Mr Denver. Mr Darkwood sent you here?""Exactly.""Please, come in." She opened the door wider for him to enter. "Mind for any thing?" She asked."No, thanks. Is Miss Samantha around? I've got a message for her from Mr Darkwood." He requested."No, she has gone to meet a client, but will be back soon if only you wait a little while." She
SAMANTHA'S POVMY eyes couldn't stop from admiring the beauty of this gigantic mansion. My heart almost flew to my throat, I'll admit I can't hold back the fact that every thing about this man is just so enticing. I've been to many tycoon's homes, I'll say, this is the best so far. Mr Darkwood might look expensive, but not as expensive as his home.I honestly can't believe I'll be spending the rest of my days of existence in such a mighty mansion like this, living the luxurious life I've always dreamed of. Maybe fat isn't as bad as I thought.Denver introduced a lady to me. She was putting on a black gown which looks like those kind of rich men maids do wear in movies. From the looks on her face, I guess she's in her late sixties."This is Gracie, but we call her Lady Gracie." He introduced."Hello, lady Gracie. It's nice to meet you." I offered her the broadest smile I can ever offer to any one, and in return she did the same too."Welcome, Miss Darkwood."Miss Darkwood? Did I just h
WRITER'S POV.SAM wasn't expecting anyone as she has decided to spend her day in the room, making paintings of her imaginations. She had made the first drawing but it was so good to her liking, so she shifted it aside, making a new drawing of what she had wanted.The flow was in her as she made sketches and paintings of what she least expected. At the end of it all, she gave out the best of it. She loved what she did, she admired it so much, so she decided to hang it on the wall of the room.She looked around for the least painting, so she decided to take it off and replace it with hers. She dragged the single couch to where she needed it for support, she climbed on it, taking off the other painting to replace it with hers when the door opened.She was shocked to see Leonard walk in. His eyes moved from her to the painting on the wall, a visible frown played on his face. Samantha knew she was in trouble as the frown had visually said it all."That is my favorite painting." He snapped.
SAMANTHA'S POV"Lady Gracie?" I stood up from the bed, rushing to open the door for her. I don't know why, but since the very moment I met Lady Gracie, I adored her. I felt safe all because of her. "Thank goodness you came, Lady Gracie." I said, shutting the door after her."I heard what happened." She said, looking at me. "Did Leo send you to talk to me?" She didn't say a word to my question, and I knew that the bastard had sent her."Can we talk?""Sure." I nodded my head, gesturing to her to sit on my bed. "What do you wanna talk to me about?" I asked inquisitively."It's about Mr Darkwood." She replied."Come one, Lady Gracie, I'm sick and tired of listening to stories about him. Leo isn't as good as you all talk, he's a Devil in disguise. Look, I wanna believe every single thing you guys say, but the more I try to, the more he gives me reasons to hate him.""What happened?""He trashed my painting. I was hoping he'd return and feel happy to see my work on his wall, rather he took
We began eating, the dinner was a quiet one. A quiet and an uncomfortable one. I wish I'd one day get used to all these. He won't stop staring at me, and my body won't stop embarrassing me. I would take a slice of the pancakes into my mouth and have it crunched for ten minutes.I was getting damn uncomfortable with that!!"Don't you think this dinner will be so boring if you keep staring at me that way?" I asked, breaking the silence.He said nothing but smirked.I think I felt that…"When I get addicted to some one, I find it quite impossible to take my eyes off her.""Wow," I was lost of words and... that's just it. I'm speechless.His smirk was becoming obvious each second he scoffs a smile. In case he doesn't know, he's so fucking killing me right now that I can't even... breath. I shyly looked away from his gaze, saying. " You know, I still suggest you shouldn't be giving me that stare, I'm still not adapted to it yet. " He started laughing, his smile reached from ear to ear an
Camila bursted out laughing. Her voice was so loud that I couldn't hold the phone to my ear. I pulled it out of my ear until I was sure she had stopped laughing. "What, Cam?""You think Mr Darkwood loves you?" She repeated, finding it funny. "Well, I suggest you should be happy already and not complaining like a kid.""I'm not complaining like a kid, Camila, he's just not open to me yet. He sees me like I am a nobody. Maybe pretending not to like him is the best way to solve the problem.""Come on, Sam, if you do that what do you expect from him? He's gonna think you don't love him, and some how wasting his love for you won't be the best choice for him. I think it's time you two give up the act already and understand your fate." Now she was being serious about the conversation.I'm trying to understand him, but it's not my fault if I don't totally trust him. He's a guy, and men are really good at breaking hearts. I might end up falling so deeply in love with him and get hurt at the en