"Okay, if it will make you feel better, I forgive you from the bottom of my heart. I promise, I am no longer mad at you, you can choose to still own the shares, I don’t mind anymore. As long as you do not intend to do anything evil. I forgive you and that means you are free to go back to America. Princess and I would be just fine.”“What do you take me for, Vee? I may not know a lot of things about being a father yet but do you see me as someone who will be so cruel and incapable of protecting his daughter? Why do you hate me so much that you do not want to give me any chance to make things right?”“Look, Ethan. I do not mean to offend you but I am just doing what any mother would do in my situation. Call me whatever you feel like, feel free to be mad at me but I am brutal when it comes to my daughter’s safety.”“Then I think I would have to go the brutal way too!” He challenged.Samantha frowned, folding her arms, “What do you mean?”“The plan was to come, and apologize to you, thoug
Blake had always been a breast man. He loved his women curvy, and Samantha had always had that curvy body, but seeing her after five years, he couldn't help but think she was now insanely sexier. He knew the birth of their daughter had really done good to her.“Do you only think about sex?” she spat at him as his eyes lingered on her chest.“I’m hardly sane whenever I’m around you.”“Please stop it! I’m sure you say that to every woman you come across.”“You know how much I hate it when people take me for granted. I don’t struggle to get what I want, but you have made me totally insane just because I want us to get back together.”“I will endure if this is what it takes to have you again.”“Stay away from Ashton and every other man. If you don’t, I give you my word that I am going to ruin them.”“And before you start denying it again, I’m sure you don’t want me to remind you of how well I know your body.”“God, I missed you so much!” Blake buried his nose in her neck once more, inhalin
“I swear if I find out that you have been maltreating her, you are going to pay dearly for it. I won’t care if I love you so much; you are going to pay dearly for it because nobody messes with my blood,” Ethan said to her at the top of his voice, meaning every word that came out of his mouth.“Wait! Do not tell me that she is with that gold digger?” Ethan did not have to mention his name before Mary knew that she was referring to Ashton.“God, help me not to murder that man!” he mumbled, running his fingers harshly through his hair.“Australian laws are really strict. You are not popular here, and trust me when I say there is no way you are going to escape punishment no matter who you are! If you lay a finger on Ashton, then be ready to face the law by killing an innocent person.”“She is not with Ashton? Then who is she with?” he glared at her.“It is none of your business!”“Of course, it is my damn business. I am her biological father!”Victoria shook her head. “There is more to be
His eyes darted at Samantha and he saw that she had cleared her plate. She was sipping her drink from the glass cup and she looked extremely calm, as though nothing strange happened“Can I have my phone back?” She said, placing her glass cup which still had some drink in it back on the tray.“Why was Kelvin calling you?”“Why are you asking me? How did you expect me to know? You were the one who answered the call.”“When will you stop being brutal to me?” He said, looking deep into her eyes.“When you leave me the hell alone.”“That is not possible! You should start getting used to me.”“Stay the hell away from Kelvin Block him and never speak to him.”“He is my colleague.”“Avoid him!”“I will speak to someone. If it is possible to employ more people so you will not have to work closely with him.”“That will be a waste of time and effort because I can still see him and f uck him if I want to. Your opinion does not matter in my life. I am not a child and I know what I want.”Ethan sig
The soft glow of the desk lamp cast gentle shadows across Ethan's focused face as his fingers danced across the keyboard, weaving words into sentences on his laptop screen. The air in his office was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the faint hint of Samantha's favorite perfume—a reminder of her frequent visits.A knock interrupted his concentration, but without looking up, Ethan beckoned, "Come in."The door creaked open, and Samantha entered, her presence filling the room with a familiar warmth that made Ethan glance up with a small, knowing smile. "Still working?" she asked softly, her eyes lingering on him with an affectionate gaze that hinted at unspoken intimacy."Yeah, just trying to finish this report. But I’m glad you’re here," Ethan replied, his voice carrying a mix of relief and longing.As Samantha settled into the visitor’s chair beside his desk, Ethan couldn’t help but admire her—her tousled hair framing a face that effortlessly commanded attention, her e
Samantha's heart fluttered as she recalled the moment Ethan had proposed, the memory as vivid as a movie scene. The evening had been perfect—the sunset casting a golden hue over the city skyline, the scent of blooming jasmine filling the air, and Ethan's voice, steady and sincere, as he asked her to be his forever. She blushed, her hand instinctively touching her stomach. She was nervous about the news she had to share, but the joy overshadowed her fears.With a sigh, Samantha reluctantly left the warmth of her memories and tossed her duvet aside. She slid out of bed, her feet sinking into the plush carpet, and began her morning routine. The spacious bedroom, with its elegant décor and floor-to-ceiling windows, was bathed in soft morning light.Kingston Enterprises, a renowned company owned by Ethan’s parents, was a towering structure in the heart of the city. Its sleek glass exterior reflected the bustling streets below, where luxury cars and pedestrians in designer suits moved like
Samantha’s pulse raced as she stepped into the opulent office, the rich scent of polished mahogany and leather filling her nostrils. Chris, the head of human resources, was lounging behind his imposing desk, his laughter echoing through the room as he chatted on the phone. She gently closed the door behind her, the soft click reverberating in the spacious office, and approached him with measured steps, clutching her phone and documents tightly.Soft light filtered through the large windows, casting long shadows across the room. The air was heavy with the aroma of fresh coffee and the faint scent of cigar smoke. The walls were adorned with framed certificates and photographs, showcasing years of corporate achievements. Chris’s voice was a low hum, punctuated by occasional bursts of laughter, creating a surreal and almost otherworldly atmosphere.After what felt like an eternity, Chris finally ended the call, his laughter hanging in the air like a ghostly echo. He looked up, his eyes gl
With quivering lips and tears streaming down her cheeks, Samantha rushed to her office, the fluorescent lights above casting a harsh glare on her distraught face. She hurriedly packed her bags, her fingers trembling as she clutched the sealed envelope that was meant to bring joy but now felt like a cruel joke. She had hoped to make him the happiest man on earth, but the reverse was painfully true.Her footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, a stark contrast to the usually bustling office. The cold, sterile air felt suffocating as she made her way to the parking lot, the scent of cleaning supplies mingling with her own salty tears.Reaching her car, Samantha tossed her handbag onto the back seat with a shaky hand, the soft thud barely registering in her chaotic mind. She turned on the engine, the roar of the car a brief distraction from the turmoil inside her. Placing her hand on her belly, feeling the slight bump beneath her trembling fingers, she broke down, her sobs echoing in the c