"Señorito, how are you doing?" Antonio asked upon getting out of his car.
"Antonio, I'm glad you can speak English well now!" Enrique replied as he patted Antonio's shoulder.They just both arrived in the seaside 30 minutes away from Benjamin's and his villa."I have to, Señorito. For you and Isabella's sake. For the Houston clan's sake!" Antonio meaningfully replied as they both faced the calm sea.They leaned their backs against Enrique's car while they both crossed their arms over their chest."Antonio, I'd like you to promise me one thing. That you remain loyal to us. Only to mom and dad's family. No relatives involved!" Enrique started after a weird silence.Antonio faced him with a baffled look. He seemed not to get what he meant. Especially the relatives part."Señorito, Qué quieres decir? (Young Master, what do you mean?)"His eyes were searching for answers. His mouth was itching to ask more. His gesture waThe next day, Samantha woke up in a different environment. She blinked her eyes till she got used to the light peeping through the glass window. She slowly got up using both of her hands to carry herself and glanced around.When she looked at the time on the digital clock mounted on the wall in front of her, she sighed."I'm an hour early to my usual time!" she mumbled.She stepped her feet on the wood floor and wore the house slippers she saw on the foot of the bed.The door made a creaking sound when she closed it. She pursed her lips thinking she might have woken up the man sleeping opposite to her room."Sorry!" she whispered imagining Enrique was listening to her.It was six in the morning but the lights in the living room were already on. The servants were now preparing for breakfast. She stealthily crept downstairs towards the kitchen. The servants turned around and smiled at her when they saw her in the entrance."Good morning!" she shyly g
Sizzling Seafood!One of the best seafood diner in the heart of the city. It was a three-storey building with five professional chefs all around the world. Thirty servers, ten each floors. Two basements parking space plus front yard landscape.Owner?No other than Lance Swan!On the roof deck, there were four nipa hut gazebos and a lap pool in the middle. In one of the gazebos sat three men, two of them were middle aged men and one was in his early twenties. He was actually just twenty one."Your choice either witness how your father would spend his life in prison or marry my daughter on the last month of autumn!" Lance sneered at Albert while Benjamin was staring at him in rage.Albert remained quiet. He was analyzing everything. So far, his father had no idea that he started receiving threats by the Swan family since he met Madeline's parents in their wedding anniversary."You're lucky to marry a fine and beautiful woman, Albert Michaels. Is it h
After their tryst, he rolled down beside her like nothing happened. She cried in silence. When she felt his breathing was steady, she slowly got out of the bed. She picked up her clothes on the floor, wore them, and stealthily walked out of his room.Her legs were hurt but there was no more painful than what Albert had done. She went to her room, locked the door, and curled up herself like a lost kitten.She cried in both pain and disdain. She was dreaming for that time to come. With him giving her heart, her first, embracing and enjoying each other's touch. But she had no idea she would face the exact opposite of what she was dreaming to be romantic."Albert, you're cruel!" Samantha muttered.She had no idea how did she sleep but when she woke up it was already ten in the morning and Andrea's nonstop call was making her deaf."Hello, Andrea!" Samantha hoarsely uttered after reaching for her phone on the side table."Samantha, where are you? Are you com
"Sir, why do you want Samantha to go back to Ireland?" Fe asked when the two youngsters left."Since Isabella is in your place now and Samantha is with us, it is for the best to bring them both back to their real family!" Christopher carefully replied.He knew Fe was hurting. He could feel she wanted Samantha to be with her till she had her own family. She treated her like her own daughter and it pained her to the core if she would leave."But they are in danger and Enrique Houston. He is here. What about tell him his sisters are here? What about explain well to him that incident 14 years ago?" Fe was still doubting and reluctant to face the truth.Sebastian was patting her back keeping her calm. As much as possible, he also didn't want Samantha to leave but that was the sad fact. She was not theirs. She had a family. She had her real life. A Houston life!"Fe, it's the sad truth. We have to face it!" Sebastian uttered while he kept on stroking his wife's back.But
Albert's assistant left his office after their meeting but Christopher hadn't come back since then. He got up from his seat and looked for his father. When he saw Christopher at the parking lot, in the smoking area, he slowly walked towards him avoiding to disturb whatever it was in his mind that time. But Christopher saw his shadow illuminating from the brick wall. He turned around, put off his cigarette, and threw it in the bin."You know that mom Lauren will never allow you to smoke. Do you disobey your wife now?" he teased as he stood straight beside him. His hands were in his pockets.Christopher chuckled at his remarks as he tapped his shoulder. He was about to go back when Albert stopped him with his question."Who called dad?""It's Sebastian. He was with his daughter. By the way, is there something going on with you and Samantha?" he intentionally asked channeling their conversation to another topic."Yes! We both have feelings for each!" he replied frankly a
A month had passed...Samantha walked like a zombie beside Andrea going to the canteen of their school. They just had their practical exam and would go to a hospital nearby for their internship after. They were both interns in Adamson Hospital, a ten minutes walk from their school."Sam, would you like to go with me in Cymbals after our schedule?" Andrea asked while wrapping her hand around her arm.Andrea was always the energetic one. After their hospital schedules, she could still jam and have some booze at the bar. Sometimes, she was with Edward and Chester. Other times, she was alone."I'm going home after our hospital sched. I wanna rest!" Samantha said in a weak tone."Are you okay? Sam, to be honest since last week, you look so down. Is there something wrong with you? You're still staying at Enrique's villa, right?" Andrea halted in her steps and glanced at her pale look. She touched her forehead if she had fever but her temperature is normal."I
"Master Christopher Michaels, what a pleasant surprise!" Enrique uttered to the man standing in the entrance of his office.He was in his late forties but with his physique, people could mistakenly took him as ten years younger than his age. Boasting a domineering aura, Christopher gracefully walked towards Enrique who was also a dominant figure in his looks especially when he raised his chin as he placed his hands in his trousers' pockets.Their eyes had met as their stance were both strong and imposing. Their stares were asking who would speak next."Señorito Enrique Houston. I don't need to hide myself from you anymore coz I know you are aware about me!" till it was Christopher who pushed the button."Please have a seat, sir and you are older than me so you don't really have to call me señorito!" Enrique explained as he offered him to sit on the five-seater Italian couch just in front of his desk."You're indeed a Houston blood. A part of Ja
"Samantha!"His voice was like a roaring thunder. The servants in his villa had never heard him called someone like that before. Even Esther hid behind the door frame in the dining room peeping to the foot of the stairs once in a while.She could see Enrique looking up on the second floor while holding the handrails. His face was as dark as the night. His eyes were narrowed and his eyebrows furrowed in a sideview look."Esther, is it true? We've heard Señorita Samantha is pregnant!" Digna, their chef nudged her.When Esther turned around, Digna was already behind her. She just nodded as she gestured Digna to keep quiet."Samantha, we need to talk. I'm not angry, okay?" Enrique gently uttered thinking Samantha got scared of his loud voice.When Enrique couldn't get an answer, he climbed upstairs in big strides stepping two steps ahead like he was running out of time.In Samantha's side, she had been hiding behind the bathroom door since she heard Enrique's roar f