Kristoffer and Viviana found themselves grappling with the undeniable truth - Tristan and Samantha had feelings for each other, despite being a step siblings. This realization stirred a mix of anger and determination within them. They agreed to do whatever it took to keep Tristan and Samantha apart.The evening after the double date, Kristoffer found himself in the small room where different wines are, nursing a drink. The events of the night replayed in his mind."You're unbelievable, Tristan. From all the woman in this world, you even choose Samantha. You're really an asshole!" he mumbled angrily.His thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Viviana. She slid into the seat opposite him, her face a mask of frustration."We can't let this continue, Kris," Viviana said, her voice firm. "We have to do something. Anything that can tear them apart! I can really sense it, Tristan isn't the only one feeling something special between them!" Kristoffer looked at her, his gaze filled with
Samantha was lying on her bed, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. Her mind was a bunch of thoughts, all revolving around Tristan. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the soft creak of her bedroom door or the familiar sound of her mother's footsteps.Her mother entered the room, her eyes filled with concern. She quietly made her way over to Samantha's bed and sat down next to her. Samantha finally turned her gaze away from the ceiling to look at her mother, her eyes filled with fear."Samantha," her mother began, her voice gentle yet she noticed that it filled with worry. "I need to talk to you about something."Samantha sat up, her heart started to pound fastly in her chest the way her mother looked at her. "What is it, Mom?" she asked. Her mother took a deep breath, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. "It's about Tristan," she said. "Kristoffer came to me today. He...he seems to think that Tristan might have feelings for you."Samantha didn't expect that Kristoff
Meanwhile, at the towering skyscraper in Kristoffer's office on his company, the atmosphere was overflowed by sense of victory. The city's skyline serving as a stunning backdrop. From the plush leather furniture and the glass walls, Kristoffer and Viviana sat, their hands clasped around expensive crystal wine glasses.Kristoffer, dressed in a crisp suit, his hair perfectly styled, looked at Viviana with a satisfied grin. "To our small victory," he said, raising his glass.Viviana, looking stunning as usual in a sleek black dress, her eyes sparkling with mischief, raised her glass to meet his. "To the Hiltons doubting their own," she said, a smirk playing on her lips.Their glasses clinked, the sound echoing in the spacious office. They both took a sip, the rich taste of the wine filling their senses. Their plan seemingly falling into place."So, Kristoffer," Viviana began, her gaze fixed on the city lights outside. "Do you think Samantha's mother will confront Tristan about this?"
Samantha clasped her hands together, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. Her gaze fell on the spot where Tristan had punched Kristoffer, the memory of the impact still fresh in her mind. She could still feel the tension in the air, the anger in Tristan's voice, the shock in Kristoffer's eyes."Sam?" Kristoffer's voice broke her out of her thoughts. He was standing near her."Are you okay? I'm sorry, I just didn't control myself." Samantha sighed and looked at Kristoffer tiredly. "I understand you, Kristoffer. But you what I can't understand? Is it you going to my mother's bakery, just to tell something you aren't really sure of." "You tell Mom, about Tristan having feelings with me. Don't you think that it can also put me in trouble?" She put her hand on her forehead as Kristoffer tapped his shoulder, his face turned darker. Even though he wants also to confront Samantha, he didn't. He needs to stick on his plan, so he just decided to apologize, to prevent Samantha fro
She leaned in and started to unbuttoned Tristan's shirt. As she moved down, she gave Tristan's chest a light touch and watched him shiver. She then proceeded to unfasten his belt and unbuckle his jeans. The zipper was still intact, and her lips stretched into an appreciative smile as she removed them both. She ran her index finger lightly across Tristan's abdomen and watched him groan slightly at the feeling of her warm touch. She smiled, pleased, before she went up, trailing kisses around Tristan's neck. "You're only mine, Tristan..." her voice sounded seductive as she whispered the words. When she finished kissing around Tristan's neck, she pressed her body against him. Tristan groaned, his hands gripping the backrest tightly as Viviana continued kissing and caressing his torso, her hands sliding up his stomach. When she reached her target area, she stopped. She looked up to meet Tristan's gaze and smirked. She felt victorious. Tristan's expression is one of pure ecstasy, a look
In the wake of the chaotic events, Tristan found himself seeking refuge at Gabriel's one condo. He decided it was best to distance himself from the family home, to escape the constant reminders of Samantha choosing Kristoffer over him. The condo was a modern sanctuary in the heart of the city, a stark contrast to the traditional elegance of the Parker mansion. It was a place where Tristan could gather his thoughts, away from the prying eyes of his Dad."You look like hell, man." Tristan managed a weak smile, stepping into the kitchen and grabbed some cold water to drink. His head is still hurting because of hangover. "It's been a rough life, Gabriel," he admitted."You know, I missed the old me. The one free with worries except from small business problems. All I need to do is to explore and fuck girls." "Tristan," Gabriel began, guide him to the plush couch in the living room. The room was bathed in a soft glow from the setting sun, casting long shadows that danced on the walls.
The passage of time did little to ease the growing concern in Samantha's heart. With each passing day, Tristan's absence loomed larger.One dawn, as Samantha sat in the living room lost in her thoughts, her mother walked in. She had been observing her daughter's growing anxiety over Tristan's prolonged absence. Her maternal instincts were on high alert, sensing that something was amiss. Even though the thought of her child also have feelings for her step-son sometimes lingering in her mind, she just chose to understand thing, that maybe her daughter was only worried to her brother, after all, Samantha always had a dream of having a siblings back when she's still not marrying Benjamin yet."Samantha," her mother began, her voice soft and concerned is very evident in it. She took a seat next to her on the couch, her eyes searching Samantha's face for any signs of distress."Yes, Mom?" Samantha replied, pulling herself out of her thoughts. She turned to face her mother. She had been try
"Gabriel," she began as soon as he picked up, her voice shaking slightly. "It's Samantha. I... I need your help." There was a pause on the other end, followed by a sigh."What's wrong, Samantha?" Gabriel's voice was calm. "It's Tristan," she admitted."He hasn't been home, and he didn't show up at the office until today." Gabriel hesitated for a moment before replying."He's... he's at my condo, Samantha." A wave of relief washed over her. At least she knew where Tristan was."May I know the location of that condo?" she asked, and been thankful when Gabriel told her the exact place. Without wasting any time, she quickly prepared herself and left the office. She had to see Tristan, had to convince him to come back home.~Elsewhere, Viviana found herself dialing Tristan's number. When he finally picked up, she wasted no time in voicing her concern. "Tristan, where are you? I've been calling you and asking you on your company!" she said. "You promised me the last time we've talked t
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