Chapter 5: Playboy

Samantha secretly rolled her eyes while looking on the view outside Tristan's window car. She's sitting in the passenger seat after refusing to seat on the front seat beside Tristan.

The space between them filled with long silence. Samantha glance at Tristan arms on the steering wheel, while tapping the fingers on the leather surface lightly. After some hours the car drove inside the tall gate that lead into a mansion.

After parking the car outside the house, he turns off the engine and exit the vehicle first. Samantha immediately get out of the car, she didn't wait for him to open the door for her.

"I can do that." Samantha get her baggages on Tristan's hands. He raises his eyebrows.

"Follow me," Tristan simply stated and walked toward the mansion without saying anything more.

They walk through the garden which leads to the grand entrance. There's a beautiful chandelier hanging from the ceiling illuminating everything around her.

Samantha's eyes widen in awe as she took a few steps ahead. The grand staircase were made of marble with a gold railing on the side and the stairs are leading to the second floor.

She looked around and couldn't help but admire every single detail of the mansion. But all the magical emotions she's feeling inside disappear, when her eyes landed on Tristan's who's now standing at the middle part of the stairways, with his gazed focused on her.

"I'll show you, your room," he said and his manly voice sends shivers down Samantha's spine. Samantha didn't move a bit, she's thinking about Tristan taking her for granted on the club. When he noticed Samantha's lack of response, he took a couple of steps forward. Samantha could see the corner of his lips quirking up.

"You are a fucking asshole," she whispered under her breath.

"What did you say?" he asked as a smirk formed on his lips. Samantha stood there with a cold stare.

"Don't act like a fool, you damn man! How could you think that I can easily act like there's nothing wrong between you and me living under the same roof as a siblings?!" Tristan's lips twitch a little.

"Why? Don't you like us to be siblings? What do you want then, you and I as a couple?" Samantha's eyes narrowed.

"Fuck you! I'll leave now before I could kill you!" she shouted but before she could step away from him, Tristan spoke up.

"Fine, I'm sorry about what happened on that night." Samantha's anger rising as she step a little forward and hit one of her baggage at his body.

"Sorry? You took my virginity!" she yelled at him.

"It's not only my fault, Samantha. You gave in that night also. And you're actually the one who seduced me." Samantha felt the blood rushing to her face and she clenched her fists tightly. Tristan controlled himself not to laughed at her reaction, but when he saw her teary eyes his playful smile disappeared.

"W-What if they find out? What if Mom finds out? Shit! My parents' expecting me to get married first before giving my virginity!" Tristan's jaw clenched.

"They will never find out. Everything that happened that night is just a mistake. I even don't have any idea that you'll be my step-sister."

"Just forget the past. I'll do the same for the sake of this family." Tristan took a few steps backward, as he feels like everything he said is not from the bottom of his heart.

"After all, I'm not taking that encountered seriously. I can easily forget that, you are not the first woman I fuck." Samantha's mouth dropped wide open.

"Y-You...!" Before she could finished her sentence. Tristan grabbed her baggages and left her with shock and disbelief.

After arranging her things on her room, she just decided to stay there because she doesn't want to see Tristan's face. She can still remember clearly what he had said a while ago. She picked her phone and called her best friend whom she thought the only one who can understand her right now.

"I'm so pissed off, Evelyn! She's really a playboy. I think besides from managing his family businesses, he's also a sex addict who sleeps with almost every single girl in this city." Evelyn stayed silent, her best friend's angry voice resonating through the speaker of her cell phone.

"That Tristan is definitely the cause of my migraine now. He put my feelings into fear after directly saying how playboy he is. I'm so worried about my self, what if he has a disease. Gosh!"

"Here you are again, Sam. Tristan already assure you that what happened between you and him on the past will remained hidden and will be buried forever. So, just listen to him, forget those shits."

"Yeah, you're right. It's just...he just took advantage of me that night and I hate it! It's not that easy to let go of the grudge, you know? He's such a jerk." Samantha sighs and sits down on her bed.

"You're siblings now. You just only met him on the wedding day of your mother. Nothing more, that's it, Sam. Stop stressing yourself." She knows that Evelyn is right, but she couldn't shake off her worry.

"I guess my life is really a disaster now. Maybe I should also accept that no man will ever accept me after knowing that I am not a virgin anymore!" She dramatically exclaimed and laid down on her bed.

"Well, if someone really loves you, for sure that man can accept your flaws." Samantha smiles bitterly.

After an hour she hear her stomach growl, as the hunger was gnawing her insides. She quickly got up from the bed and headed to the door, snicking some glances around if Tristan isn't there.

She went downstairs and look around, she can't help but notice that she's maybe alone now. She's even thinking that Tristan should doing his flirting job that's why he left her here.

"Hmm, what should I eat?" she mumbles and went towards the fridge, opening it only to realize that there were many foods there, but all of them should be cook first. Her shoulders fell in disappointment.

She turned around but her jaw dropped when she saw Tristan's naked upper body. The muscle behind his back flexed as he drink the cold water on the glass.

"Glad you finally decided to go out of your room." Tristan face her. His muscles glistened under the light of the sun and his chest is perfectly sculpted. Samantha immediately covered the palm of her hands on her eyes. Tristan can't help but chuckle when he saw her reaction.

"It seems like you didn't see the whole of me, Samantha," he said in a low, husky voice. Samantha gulped hard, her heart beating fast.