Chapter Forty-Seven: RainSamantha's POVWe finally arrived at the peak of the mountain. It’s beautiful here. I spread my arms to feel the wind. This is what a cloud looks like. This mountain isn't as high as others, but I can still see the entire hotel.We will head back after lunch, but for now, we'll stay here. I am sitting on a large rock, taking pictures.I noticed Diego standing and looking at the view. I started taking pictures of him until he noticed. Then I decided to take videos.“Can you smile? I’m filming you,” I told him, but he just stared at me. I walked towards him, still holding my phone.“You really look handsome, even on camera. You could be an actor. You look like the leading man in a movie, and I’m your leading lady,” I said, filming both of us as I smiled broadly.“See? We really look good together,” I told him, even pinching his cheek. He glared at me.“Have you ever thought of entering the modeling industry?” I asked, curious. I’m sure there have been agencies
Chapter Forty-Eight: Responsibility Samantha's POVMy head hurts as I wake up. My throat is dry as I try to speak. I open my eyes slowly. “You're awake,” Diego said with his messy hair. “Water,” I tried to speak. Damn it, I'm thirsty. He hurriedly left the room. I look around. Did he just take good care of me? There's also a towel on my forehead. The door opened, and he was holding a glass of water.“Here,” he helped me sit and lean my back on the wall. I started drinking. I gave him the glass after I finished. He placed it on the table.“How are you feeling?” he asked me. He removed the towel from my forehead. He placed the back of his palm on it to feel if I'm still hot.“My head still hurts, but I'll be okay,” I told him while smiling genuinely.“You should rest. Are you hungry?” he asked me. He really sounded so worried.“Yup, I want to eat pizza,” I told him. He nodded without hesitation and grabbed his phone.“What else?” he asked me. I shook my head. “That's all. Thank you,” I
Chapter Forty-Nine: You Can't Control MeSamantha's POVAfter the hiking, we did other activities, like going for a walk by the seaside. But for now, we're just going to have a bonfire.We started fixing our tents while the others were grilling meat. We also have drinks that Elisha prepared for tonight.After we were done with our tents, I went to grab a glass of drink. Diego instantly glared at me. I just ignored it and drank it in one gulp.“Woah, easy,” Elisha told me. I just smiled a bit while thinking about Diego. I was about to call him when someone approached him. That group was on the other side.They were talking until they invited him over. He went there. There were also girls who looked at him as soon as he was introduced by that man.“They were Diego's friends when he was in high school, though I'm not sure about the others,” Elisha said when she noticed that I'd been looking at that part.I nod. So he'd rather sit there than with us? Fine.“Let's just enjoy this night,” I
Chapter Fifty: He Loved HerSamantha's POVI am walking alone by the seaside, watching the sunrise. I can see up close just how beautiful it is. I started to take a picture of it.It's actually amazing how this place has a pool near the clean beach, with the mountains surrounding it. I can understand why there are so many tourists here.I stop walking when a small wave sweeps away a small starfish. I curiously place it on my palm and take a photo of it. Since I was a kid, I've really enjoyed taking pictures of different views or things—anything that catches my attention.“Do you want to go back to the water?” I ask it as if it’s going to answer me. I remove my footwear before wading into the water. When the water reaches my knees, I place the starfish back. It's still cold here.“Why are you up so early?” I hear someone speak from behind. From his voice, I already know who it is.I don’t turn to look at him. I go back to get my footwear and start walking again. I can feel that he’s fo
Chapter Fifty-One: MarriedDiego's POVMy gaze shifts to her as she laughs with her cousins. “I’m happy to see you with Sam. She’s an adorable lady,” Elisha says, watching them play together.“What do you think of her?” I ask. She glances at me before chuckling.“Really? You’re asking me that? Sam is your wife, dummy,” she laughs, clearing her throat. I glare at her; she knows how to tease me.Elisha is one of my closest cousins and also knows how to handle business—she’s very clever.“She’s amazing. I mean, look at her. A very jolly woman. She can even make everyone smile with her jokes. And I like how friendly she is. She’s innocent and lovely,” she says, glancing at me.“I’m glad you’re married. I thought you’d be single forever,” she laughs. I sigh, placing my hands in my pockets.“What’s with the face?” she asks. I shake my head.“Nothing, it’s just that—I don’t know,” I tell her. She looks at me suspiciously. I look away.“Are you hiding something I don’t know? Wait! Don’t tell
Chapter Fifty-Two: Small InsectSamantha's POVThis will be our last day here. I’m having coffee in the cottage alone since my cousins, Elisha, and Diego are busy packing.I giggled, having escaped to our room. I don’t want to pack my things. I lean my back against the wooden wall, staring at the sea. I’ll come back to this place when I have free time.“Hi, I remember you,” a guy approached me. My brow furrowed as I looked at the man in front of me. “I’m sorry?” I don’t remember knowing this person.“Oh, you might not remember my face. I’m Jonathan, the one who approached you the other night,” he said. I was still confused, but then I remembered his name.“Jonathan? Oh, sorry. I was drunk that time,” I chuckled. He leaned against the entrance, holding a cup of tea.He cleared his throat as he stared at me. I felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me.“You’re beautiful. The guy from the other night, is he your boyfriend?” he suddenly asked. Maybe he’s referring to Diego. “No
Chapter Fifty-Three: Family Visit Samantha's POVMom and Dad called me last night. I don’t know what got into them, but they said they’ll be visiting Diego’s condominium today. That’s why yesterday, I printed and framed our wedding pictures.“Just act normal,” I kept telling him. I don’t have a problem with Dad, but with Mom? She’s very observant. She always thinks there’s something suspicious about me—mother’s instinct, I guess.“You’ve said that a hundred times already,” he replied as we busied ourselves preparing lunch.“Of course. I just want to make sure Mom won’t get suspicious of us,” I said while washing the meat.He’s cutting onions, and I watch him do it. “Where did you learn to cook?” I asked curiously. He placed the onions in a small bowl after chopping them, then grabbed some green onions.“When I was a kid, I already knew how to cook. I just watched Mom do it until I learned,” he answered simply. I hesitated to ask about his parents.“Really? Maybe if your mom were stil
Chapter Fifty-Four: What's Wrong With HerSamantha's POVAfter Mom and Dad left, Diego started washing the dishes. I went into the kitchen to annoy him again.I laughed at him. He glared at me. “What do you think about Dad?” I asked him, laughing as I recalled Dad telling Diego that he’s looking forward to having a grandchild soon. He even said he wants five boys. Diego was surprised and couldn’t answer him.“I thought they hated me for marrying you,” he said. Actually, Mom was really against me marrying Diego in the first place, but she didn’t have another choice. Between the two of them, Dad is more likely to support what I want to do and become. He always tells me to follow what makes me happy.Mom, on the other hand, is the most talkative one. She always tells me what to do, and she gets mad when I sneak out at night or when I go drinking with my friends at the club. She hated it when I got into a relationship. She’s overprotective when it comes to me.I understand her. That’s how
Epilogue Diego's POV I smiled while staring at my wife. She's really gorgeous. It's funny how I ended up with her—this silly girl who brought color to my life. The girl who is always irritating me, messing with me. I love her so much. I love her more than myself. I'm willing to give everything for her. I knew from the very beginning that she was just playing, the way she teased me, stared at me, and forced me to do things. How she tried to seduce me was just part of the contract. I remember how she forced me to marry her at the park. I thought she was just having fun that day, but I was wrong. She's the only woman who has ever done all those things to me. As the days passed, I started to fall for her silliness. I acted like I didn’t care, but the truth was, I was slowly falling for her. That day when we went abroad for our honeymoon, I enjoyed her company. She was so sweet and cheerful, full of energy in a way not many people are. I couldn't help but smile as she forced m
Finale Samantha's POV The sound of gunfire echoed through the old buildings. Everyone became alert. I started to feel nervous. "Get all the guns that we have!" Mr. Wedge shouted to his allies. Leo began distributing the guns to the others. "Watch her," Mr. Wedge said, glancing at me. Tiffany grabbed the gun that Mr. Wedge handed to her. She pointed it at me while the war outside the building raged on. "Please, just let me go," I pleaded with Tiffany, but she didn’t listen. "Shut up! This is all because of you!" she snapped, pointing the gun directly at me. I shook my head in denial. "Remove the leash from her hands and feet, Windy," Tiffany ordered. Windy immediately did as she was told. "Get that knife and point it at her neck!" she added, and Windy obeyed. I looked at Windy, and I could see she was just being forced to do it. "No, please, Windy. I'm begging you," I said, crying. "You want to beg? Then kneel!" Tiffany screamed at me. "Get the guns! The police are here!" I h
Chapter Two Hundred Four: Kidnapped Samantha's POV I breathe heavily, panic tightening around me. Something covers my head, making it hard to see or breathe. Fear grips me as I realize my hands and feet are tied to a chair. "Help!" I scream, struggling to move. A voice, familiar but chilling, responds. "She's awake." It's Leo. I know it's him. "Where am I? Let me go, Leo!" I shout, my voice cracking from fear. "Remove her blindfold," a monotone voice commands. My heart skips a beat. It’s Mr. Wedge. They pull off whatever was covering my head, and though my vision is blurry, I see Leo holding a gun, talking to Tiffany. I blink, trying to make sense of the situation. “The princess is awake,” Tiffany says as she walks toward me, gripping my chin. I glare at her, trying to mask my terror. I’m not just scared for myself but for the baby growing inside me. "Why am I here?" I ask, trying to stay calm. She laughs coldly, mocking me, and my gaze shifts to Mr. Wedge, who’s watc
Chapter Two Hundred Three: Stay Alert Samantha's POV We’re at Diego’s office, and I’m surprised to see my brother, Louis, here, along with his wife, Leilani, and their daughter, Anya. Mrs. Bianca is also here, and everyone is drinking and eating. Diego is sitting beside me, holding my hand. We’re celebrating my pregnancy, and I have no idea what made Diego invite everyone over so suddenly. “Congratulations to both of you,” Mrs. Bianca says, raising her glass. Ray and Elisha are also here, joining in the celebration. “Thank you,” I smile, feeling a bit overwhelmed. Anya is happily playing with the new toy Diego bought her. “Congratulations, sis, and to you too, Diego,” Louis says, giving me a tight hug. “I’m so happy for you,” Leilani adds, embracing me warmly, and then congratulates Diego as well. “Congrats, Sam,” Elisha says, hugging me before giggling. “Congratulations, Sam,” Ray joins in, and as he hugs me, I can’t help but sniff him, then glare at him playfully.
Chapter Two Hundred Two: Happiness Samantha's POV We were busy with our work at the library. Anna and Jane sat with me, but all I could focus on was eating. It seemed like that’s all my body wanted these days. "Sam, no offense, but you've been eating the same thing every day. We’ve noticed," Anna commented, making me pause mid-bite and glance at the food in my hand. She was right, but I couldn’t help it. "And you're not even gaining weight. That's the strange part," Jane added. "Do you think it's a problem? I just can’t stop," I said, leaning back in my chair. Technically, eating wasn’t allowed in the library, but I couldn’t resist. "I thought you hated those foods? Remember when we tried to get you to eat strawberries? You wouldn’t even touch them," Anna said. I remembered that. But people change. "Girl, stand up for a second," Jane said suddenly. I stood, confused. "Face the wall." I bit my bottom lip, feeling their eyes on me. "Damn," Jane muttered. I sat back
Chapter Two Hundred One: Pregnant Diego's POV Damn it! That old man is really pushing my buttons. Luckily, I got there on time, or else he would have hurt Samantha. I know he already has an idea of what we are up to. Even though he tried to hide it, I could see how furious he was. Samantha still hasn’t spoken to me since then. I regret shouting at her. I got carried away by my emotions. I hated the way Mr. Wedge looked at her, especially when his gaze shifted down to her belly. He seems to know something. Yes, Samantha is pregnant. That's why I don’t want to stress her out. I’ve been planning to tell her about what’s going on, but I hesitate when I see her acting differently. I know she’s pregnant, and I know she’s confused too. "But Mom and Dad never mentioned that to me! Damn that Wedge," Louis said. We’re in my office right now. He flew in as soon as he found out what was happening. He and his family are staying at Mr. and Mrs. Henderson’s house for the time being. H
Chapter Two Hundred: Won't Let Anyone Hurt You Samatha's POV He was about to slap him when I shouted. It made them both look at me. Jane tried to hold my hand, but I continued walking towards them. "And who do you think you are to shout at me like that?" he yelled at me. I glared at him. He was wearing a decent suit, but he couldn't even act in a decent way. "Sam," Anna said as she held my hand. But my gaze was fixed on Windy. She had bruises on her hand. "I don't care who you are!" I snapped at him. He let go of Windy, who shook her head at me. He chuckled sarcastically while looking at me. "I think I already know you," he said, walking closer. I took a step back. "Call him," I heard Jane tell Anna. She was now frantically searching for her phone in her bag. "How could you hurt someone like her?" I asked him. He stopped in his tracks and looked at Windy, who immediately lowered her head. "That's none of your business, Mrs. Presley," he said, which shocked me. "How
Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Nine: Stop Samantha's POV I looked at the calendar, my forehead knotted, while Diego was busy on his laptop. We were actually in his office right now with Elisha, Ray, Harold, and Jana. “That’s not what actually happened,” Jana said, glaring at Harold. They had been arguing for a while. “Then tell me,” Harold said. I held my head as I started to feel a bit dizzy. “Are you alright?” Diego asked, standing up and carefully guiding me to sit on the couch. “I'm just dizzy, but I’m fine,” I smiled at him, noticing the others looking at me. “What’s the matter?” I asked them. They quickly returned to what they were doing. “Just sit there,” Diego said as he went to the table to get me a glass of water. He handed it to me, and I drank it. “Feeling better now?” he asked. I nodded my head. They went back to their discussion. I still didn’t know why he asked me to be here. I had t
Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight: Sad Thoughts Samantha's POV Windy is definitely being duped by Tiffany. I can't believe it. “We have to talk,” I said, holding her hand and making her look at me. She stopped walking. “What's the matter?” I asked her. She suddenly removed my hand and looked at me. “There's nothing to talk about,” she said with expressionless eyes. I sighed and furrowed my brow. “No, we have to talk, Windy. What happened to you? You weren't like this before. Is it because Tiffany is the one paying for your tuition? Is that why you are avoiding us? Did she threaten you?” I asked. She just looked at me. “I don't have to explain myself to you, Samantha. We're over,” she uttered. I shook my head, biting my lower lip to stop myself from crying. She’s my friend; we have so many memories together. “No, we're not. We promised to stay with each other. We promised that, Windy. How could you say such thing