She opened her eyes to see what's happening, only to feel her body trembling in excitement."Oh God..." She whispered."Tristan... Oh fuck!" His tongue enters her mouth and she moans loud. He moves his hand from her breasts to her stomach, and starts stroking her inner thighs. Samantha lets out a shaky sigh and closes her eyes again, enjoying the sensations. Her body starts shivering. She arches her back more.Her breathing becomes erratic and she feels herself getting hard. She feels his fingers rubbing her pussy through her underwear and she can feel his thumb touching her clit, but then he suddenly stopped, seems like he wants to teases her. Samantha then hold the sheets tightly in her hands. She needs to resist the desires she's feeling right now, because she doesn't want to regret it all again, but her body won this time. "T-Tristan, please..." Her voice breaks as she whimpers. Suddenly, her legs started shaking uncontrollably. She looks down, seeing the same thing happening t
"Seriously, bro? Are you that crazy for your stepsister?" Gabriel asked Tristan laughing."Just do my favor, Gabriel. You are going to call Samantha using my phone. Then tell her that we are here, and I am wasted. But you need to go for an emergency, so you going to request her to pick me up here." Gabriel laughed hard. "Tristan! You are not even drunk yet. So, you want me to lie?" Tristan looked at him with a smirk. “Well, that's a part of my plan," he said and took a bit sip on his wine.~"Are you alright?" Evelyn, asked Samantha who's just staring at some decorations they are using to help some of the teachers, a preparation for their alumni party to be held at the later night. "Ah, y-yes," she lied. Everything that had happened last night between her and Tristan flashes in her mind. She can't forget it, and everytime she remembered it, she wants the ground to swallow her. "Are you sure?" "Absolutely," Samantha replied, forcing a smile onto her face. "Just lost in thought, th
Tristan woke up with a sense of lightness. The smile on his face was real as he looked up at the ceiling. He then gently caresses the bed, smirking like idiot while imagining their sexy time yesterday night. He chuckled quietly before rolling out from underneath the covers and getting up.His eyes roved around the mansion, from downstairs, into the kitchen, living room, backyard and on the other part but he did not find a trace of Samantha. "Samantha?" His voice was deep and husky as it was still a sleep deprived man. "Sam?" he called again, only to get no reply. A frown settled on his lips. He tried to call his number but it's out of reach until the night came, he didn't even finish any work from home, because he's deadly worried. "Fuck it! Where did she possibly go?" he growled in frustration. He was about to go out on his working room when his eyes caught the scene on the CCTV monitors that's located in front of the mansion. There he saw a car, pulling into the driveway. He squi
His kisses were slow, sweet and passionate. She felt a shiver run down her spine, her hands went to grip his shirt tightly.She wanted more, so much more, but she didn't dare to act upon it. "What? Sam, you're trying to resist it again? Aren't you tired hiding your feelings for me?" he asked, his deep voice laced with sadness."No, Tristan. Aren't you tired pushing the thought that we have the same feelings?" Samantha retorted."Until when before you can finally accept that we are siblings, nothing more." Tristan shook his head in disbelief. "Do siblings fuck each other? Are they also begging to taste one another's tongues, huh Samantha?" Tristan asked sarcastically while looking at her. Samantha looked away from his heated gaze, knowing what he was insinuating."Look at me Sam. Answer my question..." Tristan said softly as he touched her chin, forcing her to look at him. Samantha firmly closed her eyes for a moment."No, Tristan.""But that doesn't explain the idea of love. I know
Samantha was radiant, her dress hugging her curves in all the right places, her hair cascading down her shoulders in a wave of curls.Kristoffer offered her his hand, and she took it, stepping out of the car with a grace that made tristan's heart ache. he saw the way kristoffer held her, the way he looked at her, and it filled him the feelings of jealous. He wished he could be the one by her side, holding her, admiring her. but he had made his choice, and now he had to live with it.Inside the ballroom, the atmosphere was electric. the guests were all engrossed in their conversations, their laughter echoing throughout the room. but for tristan, the world seemed to have come to a standstill. all he could focus on was samantha, though he didn't let her noticed how distracted he is.As the night progressed, Tristan found himself constantly glancing at Samantha. He watched as she laughed at something Kristoffer said, as she danced with him, as she looked genuinely happy. And it hurt him
After the charity event, Kristoffer couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was off. He had noticed the way Tristan looked at Samantha, the way he seemed to be always watching her. It was more than just sibling affection; it was something deeper, something more intense. It was as if Tristan was in love with Samantha."Finally, my sleepyhead brother decided to go out of his room, but what with that furrowed brows?" He found her in the living room, curled up on the couch with a book. "Viviana," he began, his voice serious."I have something to tell you about your fiancee.""About, Tristan?" She looked up from her book, her eyebrows raised."What is it, my brother Kris?" she asked, setting her book aside. "I think Tristan might have feelings for Samantha," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. She sat up straighter. "What? That's ridiculous," she said, shaking her head. "They're step-siblings." "But saw them last night, the way he looked at her. It was... it was m
Kristoffer stood up from his chair, his conversation with Samantha coming to an end. "Thank you for your time, Sam. I should probably get going," he said, and she nodded at him in return. "It was nice talking to you, Kris," she said, standing up as well. She moved to show him out, leading him towards the door of her office.As she reached out to open the door, she froze. Standing on the other side of the door, his hand raised as if to knock, was Tristan. His eyes widened in surprise as he met Samantha's gaze, and for a moment, everything seemed to stand still."Tristan," Samantha breathed out, her voice sounding like it was coming from the other side of the moon. Tristan just stared at her for a few moments before finally breaking eye contact and turning away. The look of shock in his eyes had faded, but she could still see traces of confusion etched into his features. "Kristoffer? I didn't know that you have a business here in my company?" he tried to sound friendly but it came ou
The usual humdrum of the office was interrupted when Samantha's office door swung open. It was Kristoffer, making his way into the room with a confident stride that matched his charismatic personality. He had swapped his usual business suit for a more casual, yet still stylish outfit. His blue jeans and white shirt, paired with a black leather jacket, gave him a laid-back, yet sophisticated look.His eyes sparkled with excitement, a charming smile playing on his lips. He held a bouquet of beautiful red roses in his hand, their sweet scent filling the room."Ready for our date, Sam?" he asked. Samantha looked up from her desk, her eyes meeting his. She pushed back her chair and rose to her feet, smoothing out her dress. She had chosen a simple yet elegant outfit, a soft pink dress that complimented her complexion, paired with a delicate silver necklace.Kristoffer extended his hand towards her, an invitation for her to join him. Samantha hesitated for a moment, her gaze shifting betwee
Samantha could hear the waves crash against her earlobe. Her skin seems hugging the coldness that's whispering in her surroundings. "Evelyn, where we actually are? Just make sure you have no hidden anger towards me that you are gonna drown me on the sea." Evelyn chuckle while she's acting as Samantha's support while walking and making sure that her friend will not going to removed her blindfold. "Nah, you can trust me for this, Sam!" Evelyn even giggled. After some time, they already stopped from walking, Samantha then sense that Evelyn already removed her hands from her shoulder. The silent of the surroundings made her heart race. "Evelyn? Should I remove it already?" She asked with a shaky tone, but Evelyn didn't answer her anymore so she decided to slowly removed the blindfold on her eyes. As she opened her eyes, the beauty of the night sky and the lights coming from the decorated lanterns was what greeted her eyes. But her eyes soon focus into one spot. It's a heart shape can
"Tristan, what should we do now?! My daughter's in danger," Nathalie said, panic seeping through her voice, while Evelyn is trying to calm her down. Benjamin then, is already calling some men to come and help to find where Viviana kept Samantha. "I c-can't afford to let her get killed!" Tristan jaw clenched, he quickly picked his car's key and jacket."Tristan, where are you going?" Benjamin asked his son. "Dad, I can't just wait here. I need to do something!" Tristan was about to step out of the mansion when his phone rang, and to their surprised when Tristan answer the video call, it's not only Viviana they see, instead she's with Kristoffer also. "Kristoffer?!" Nathalie can't believe what she's seeing. She even trusted Kristoffer to take care of her daughter, but now he's actually one of the kidnappers. "How dare you, Kristoffer?! Where did you take my daughter!? What have you done with her?!" "Oh, easy, Aunt Nathalie. She's there still breathing." The camera was being zoomed
"How could you do that to me, Viviana?!" Viviana quickly followed Tristan inside their home. "T-Tristan, babe... Please, let me explain.""Damn you! Explain what? Your lies? Maybe you can still fool me if ever I didn't follow Samantha to Kristoffer's house and I didn't hear and see all your lies. You are pregnant, huh?" He spat the last words like they were a curse word.Viviana froze for the second time, she's afraid, too scared that Tristan might just leave her, but she's more than angry, because if only Samantha didn't go there, maybe he won't follow her and discover the truth."So, from the start you are just fooling me? You fucking made me believe that we are really having a child!" Her hands curled into fists as she looked at the other side of the living room. "Tristan, I'm sorry okay? T-That's the only thing I can do to make you marry me." Viviana tried to grab his arm but Tristan pulled away and stepped backward. "And to get my wealth?" Viviana shook her head even it's too
"I'll just pay the bills, just wait me here?" Samantha smiled and nodded at Kristoffer. She can feel the furious gazed of Viviana towards her. She can actually hear her fingers tapping on the tap of the table. "If you are not really going to rest room, then we should go," she heard the words coming from Tristan. Its been half an hour since she's trying to control her hand from trembling because of undeniable nervousness. "No, I really want to, but I just really don't have a good feelings making you wait here." Samantha finally met Viviana's sight, who's not surprisingly still lingering on her. "Viviana..." Tristan whispered like the tone of his voice is fulll of tiredness. "Fine! I'll be back here quickly. Tristan, just sit there, and wait me, okay?" Viviana said while standing up from seating, and even looked back at Samantha with a warning look before walking into the hallway that leads to the rest room. When both of their lovers already out of the picture, Samantha could fee
"Tristan," Viviana approached Tristan and hugged him. She needs to act like a good wife again and not to trigger his anger towards him since their marriage is in a verge of failure because Samantha seems to be entering the picture again, especially now that Kristoffer also told her that before this month end, Samantha will be back here in New York and she doesn't like that news.She knows very well that Tristan is still in love with Samantha, and she won't let them be happy. "I-I'm happy that you are back. Look, I am sorry about our last fight. You don't have to stay away from me babe, especially that it's only a few months before I give birth." She gives him a small smile and caresses his cheek lovingly.Tristan stares at her silently for sometime and then sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. He looks tired, and Viviana knows that it's because of his hidden purpose at London. "I'm tired, Viviana. I want to rest." Despite the anger simmering inside of her, she still managed t
Samantha slowly opened her eyes, finding herself inside an unknown place she can't really recognize. Soon enough she realized that she's like in an apartment. She got up from lying on the bed, thinking how she somehow ends up here."Sam..." Her eyes widened as she heard a very familiar voice, the same time she saw Tristan standing by the door of the bedroom. Samantha quickly got up from the bed and find her purse and wear her shoes again. She's about to leave the room when Tristan approached her."Sam..." He hugged her, holding tightly on her waist. "Tristan!" She pushes him away. "What are you doing?! Let me go!" When their eyes met she immediately felt like he's hurt. His face shows that he wants to hold her more. Her heart beat more faster as Tristan held her hands, but she just pushed his arms.She's too shocked to opened her eyes and see him here, like all of this feels like a dreams. She doesn't know how to react, but her feelings can't deny that he's still have an effect on
"I hate him, Kris! But I hate your girlfriend more!" Viviana raised her voice, she's calling her brother, after Tristan left her and telling him about Tristan knowing the truth already that Samantha goes back to New York to witnessed their wedding. "Can you calm your ass, Viviana?" "Calm down? How can I calm down when he seems interested to know the reason why the fucking Samantha go there that time? What if... What if Tristan find her and leave me? I... I'm scared. I don't want any of this! You should have hide that girlfriend of yours and not let him see her," she said while sniffing. Kristoffer doesn't want to see his sister hurting especially because of Tristan because it made his blood boiled. He could do anything just to make her sister happy and no one could prevent him from doing that. "Stop crying, Viviana. I will make sure that Tristan is going nowhere near her and he can't just treat you like you are not his wife." Kristoffer told her with a serious tone and a cold voi
Viviana's bedroom was a sanctuary of luxurious fabrics and adorned with extravagant things, that cast a soft glow upon her surroundings. It was within this lavish haven that Viviana stood, her phone resting on a marble tabletop, its screen displaying Kristoffer's name.She pressed the speaker button, allowing her to still hear his voice, as she gazed upon her reflection in a grandiose mirror. The mirror, framed with ornate golden carvings is reflecting perfect body shape.Kristoffer's voice echoed from the phone, with a confident tone. The timbre of his voice reverberated through the room. "Of course, she can't do that to someone like me, Viviana," he proclaimed, there's an arrogance seeping into his words.She raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing upon her lips as she turned away from the mirror, fixating her gaze on an exquisite vase of orchids. "Psh! You are too confident, Kris," she taunted, her voice tinged with amusement. "Are you sure she's not just using you to cover
"Tristan?" "What are you doing here? And I didn't invite you to come inside already!""Samantha's there during our wedding right?" Evelyn, didn't expect that from Tristan. She doesn't know how Tristan knew it. But then she need to stick on her promise as what Samantha request her to do and that's not to tell anyone about it."W-What are you talking about? How could Samantha possibly there that moment, do you think she'll come back here just for you?""Tristan, you ruined my best friend's life. You are the reason why she suffered from humiliation." "Please, Evelyn... Don't hide it anymore. Tell me, tell me why she was there during that time? Did she plan to stop our wedding because the truth is she still loves me, right?" Tristan's voice quivered with a mixture of desperation and hope. He was searching for answers, clinging onto the possibility that Samantha's presence meant something more than what he had initially believed.Evelyn bit her lip, her eyes darting around the room as if