“We shouldn't do this, I am babysitting you and Mr. King won't appreciate it if I mess around with his little princess.” Samantha leaned forward and pressed her lips gently against his. “Just this once and I won't bother you for it again.” ~~~ Samantha King was a calm and the least popular girl in the whole college. She had been leading a quiet life in the prestigious university until situation led her to live with Matthew Cruz, the school bad boy who loves making out with his monthly favourite girl in school. Samantha had always had a crush on Matthew Cruz, and the fact that the bad boy could make out with anything in skirt made her think her stay with him would make him for once notice her, and maybe have her as one of his monthly girls. One make-out turned two and two turned three until Matthew Cruz realized he couldn't get enough of Samantha. He wanted more of her. Even more than she ever planned on giving.
View MoreSAMANTHA “Meet me outside when you're ready to leave.” Matt said through gritted teeth. He gave me a once-over before turning his back on me and walked away. I stood there, watching him leave until he was completely out of sight. It felt as if a piece of me had been taken away from me as he leave. My fists clenched and unclenched. My eyes burnt with tears and I did everything I could to stop it from falling. I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have kissed him let alone blurting out my feelings like a fool. Matt would never stoop so low to be with someone like me. Ever. “I was such a fool to think Matthew Cruz would ever bat an eye in my direction. I was such a pathetic fool.” the tears I had been holding back all along fell freely from my eyes. Rolling down my cheeks like a burst of dam. “Hey,” a voice called from behind, I hastily wiped at my tears and bit down on my lower lip to stop me from making sob sound. “Here you are, standing all by yourself after turning down a hot
SAMANTHA “Meet me outside when you're ready to leave.” Matt said through gritted teeth. He gave me a once-over before turning his back on me and walked away. I stood there, watching him leave until he was completely out of sight. It felt as if a piece of me had been taken away from me as he leave. My fists clenched and unclenched. My eyes burnt with tears and I did everything I could to stop it from falling. I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have kissed him let alone blurting out my feelings like a fool. Matt would never stoop so low to be with someone like me. Ever. “I was such a fool to think Matthew Cruz would ever bat an eye in my direction. I was such a pathetic fool.” the tears I had been holding back all along fell freely from my eyes. Rolling down my cheeks like a burst of dam. “Hey,” a voice called from behind, I hastily wiped at my tears and bit down on my lower lip to stop me from making sob sound. “Here you are, standing all by yourself after turning down a hot
SAMANTHA “Ma—tthew?!” I gasped in shock, moving away from him and staggered a little. “Sorry.”I mumbled my apology. Even though I was a little tipsy—drunk from the little I drank, I could feel his anger toward me.If he was mad because I hugged him, even though I never knew it was him, I had no idea.My head felt heavy, as if an invisible weight had been dumped on it. My neck ached as I tried to crane my neck to gaze at the grumpy 19-year-old boy—man in front of me, the same one I had foolishly fallen in love with.“Let’s go home.” Matt groaned and grabbed my hand before I could crash into whatever was behind me. I heard a faint voice, cussing behind me but I didn't turn to have a look. “Home?” I mumbled, shaking my head like I have better things to do than go home with grumpy Matt. “I’m not going home yet.”“You're drunk?” he sneered, pulling me into his embrace. My face collided with his wide chest, and I inhaled the intoxicating scent of his rich cologne. I moaned, chuckling a
SAMANTHA “You are Samantha King, yeah?” he asked, a cocky smile plastered on his face as he waved the piece of paper that had my name written on it, in the air. “You are spending seven minutes in heaven with me.” he added with a grin. The room fell silent and every eyes seemed to be on me, watching closely to study my reaction. "I..." My voice trailed off as I looked at him - Nikolas Lincoln, the second bad boy at college and Matthew Cruz's sworn enemy. He wanted to spend seven minutes in a dark room with me, just us, no one else? “Em…” "She's drinking," growled my hero, whose voice I could barely make out through the chatter. All eyes immediately shifted from me to Oliver, who now found himself the target of everyone's glare. "What?" Oliver giggled, raising his shoulders in mock innocence as the group scowled at him. "You seriously want Sam to go into a dark room with… Niko?" He smirked, gesturing towards a nearby door. “So what?” someone hissed and I was tempted to roll my eye
SAMANTHAThe drive to Ryan Hill's mansion was eerily quiet. Matt kept smirking to himself, as if he knew something I didn't. He seemed to have some kind of plan for the party, but he wasn't sharing it with me. I tried to ignore his smug expression, but it was hard to ignore the tension in the car.I leaned forward in my seat, ready to ask what was up with him. But before I could get a word out, Matt groaned and held up a hand. "Ugh, don't even bother asking," he said. I sat back, feeling annoyed and even more curious than before."We're here," Matt said, his smirk broadening as he pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine. He sat there for a moment, seemingly content to just let the silence drag on. I sat there, seething in the backseat as I stared at the back of his head. I wanted to ask him what he was planning in his head, but I bit my tongue to stop myself from asking.Matt pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hey, I'm here," he said, a mischievous grin playing on
SAMANTHA "Um, well," I gulped, shooting daggers at the back of Matt's head from the backseat as he drove us home. "Some girls invited us to a party, for some reason." I couldn't believe I was being used as a messenger for Matt, it was just so ridiculous. Matt shrugged, keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "I'm not going, whatever," he scoffed, not even bothering to look at me. He kept driving, not giving me so much as a glance. Matt had been in a sour mood the entire drive home, and I decided it was best not to pry and ask him what was bothering him. He seemed like the type who wouldn't appreciate being asked about his feelings, so I let him be. "That's fine," I grumbled, gazing out the window. "Olly and I are actually going together; they invited him, too," I said, my voice a little louder than I'd intended. I hadn't meant to get Matt's attention, but I saw his head swivel towards me in the rearview mirror. "Poor Olly is going alone," Matt said with a touch of sarcasm. I cou
SAMANTHAAs I walked out of statistics class, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of relief. It had been a challenging and exhausting experience for me, and my head was still throbbing from the mental strain. I couldn't help but wonder if I'd ever really recover from the torture of that class. All I wanted was to escape to the safety of my room, where I could forget about numbers and formulas and just relax.I walked down the hallway and made to turn the corner when I heard someone yelling out my name."Sam! Samantha, sweetheart!" and before I knew it, I'd turned on my heel to see Oliver sprinting towards me with his headphones hanging around his neck. He was out of breath and looked like a mess, but his eyes were bright and his smile was ear-to-ear. I couldn't help but smile back at my best friend."Hey," I said, laughing as he panted heavily in front of me. "What's the rush?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at his crocs; his signature footwear, even though I still didn't u
SAMANTHA “I…” I stuttered, feeling the burn in my chest as I threw my gaze to the space beside me on the bed. My eyes caught my bra smiling wickedly at me and I hissed, feeling embarrassed. How could I be so careless? How could I be so careless that I even moaned out his name? “You…” I heard Matt cleared his throat and I lazily moved my gaze back to him. I swear, Matt looked nervous as he bent over to pick up his phone. “You didn't lock the door, I'm sorry.” “What are you sorry for?” I hissed after asking that stupid question. Even I know that was a stupid question to ask him. Of course, he walked in on me masturbating, in his home, and his name was what came out of my mouth. He definitely shouldn't have heard that. “I knocked.” he swiftly turn, pointing at the door before turning his gaze back at me. “You didn't answer and I should have turn away but I entered and…” it seemed it was so hard for him to say what I was doing because he dragged his bottom lip between his teeth and
SAMANTHA“Honey, I am so fucking happy for you!” Olly screamed the sound made my phone vibrate against my ear.I rolled my eyes, why wouldn't he be so happy to hear that I was living with Matthew fucking Cruz when he had always wanted to hear more exclusive gist about Matt?“Hey, stop making it sound like a big deal.” I huffed, pouting my lip. “I swear I'm only staying with Matt because my Dad asked me to. There's nothing more to this.” I added, biting on my bottom lip real hard.The call dropped dead silent and it barely lasted for five seconds before Oliver chuckled softly which made me sink my teeth deeper into my bottom lip.“Oh honey, Don’t be silly.” Olly scolded, I could imagine him rolling his eyes dramatically after his words. “It’s not a big deal now, but I can't tell if you would still be saying that after staying with the bad boy for a week.” he chuckled and I could feel my thoughts wandering back to earlier in the hallway.I felt a rush of heat between my legs as the imag
SAMANTHAI leaned my back against the door frame, watching my Dad hurriedly pack up the files on his study inside a black briefcase. Today was one of the days my Dad would get an urgent call from an unknown source and hurriedly pack a few things from his office and leave; he would definitely come back after a month or two and I was already used to him being away for a couple of weeks, leaving me alone in our not-so-big house.For the past 18 years of my life, I didn't know the nature of my Dad's job, he only told me he was working as an agent for an exclusive company and I had always seen him working on tons of files whenever he was around.That was all I knew.“Dad,” I called out, moved away from the wall and walked up to him. “Can’t you stay for breakfast before leaving?” I whined, hoping Dad would at least slow down on the packing and have breakfast with me.I was rather disappointed when Dad didn't spare me a glance. He stretched out his hand, glanced down at his wristwatch and sh
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