Two Weeks Later…Sam strolled around the mall, looking at the shops’ storefront display and smiling politely at the staff inviting her to come inside on a Saturday morning. She finally entered a bookstore and thanked the person, helping her with the shopping bags she is carrying.“Do you need some help with a certain book, Mrs. Cameron?” The staff then asked, knowing that she often goes there. “We have some new arrivals at the children’s section.”“Thanks. Please have a cart on standby there already. I’ll browse for a while before heading there,” Sam answered softly. She felt her phone ringing inside her bag and after walking towards the shelves, she pulled it out and saw Vanessa calling. “Hey, I’m in a bookshop.”“Such an old soul,” Vanessa commented in amusement. “At the age of tablet, you still prefer reading a book.”“As well as removing the packing and smelling the fresh pages,” she continued with a laugh that made Sam laugh as well. “Anyway, do you want to join us for dinner lat
“I want you to meet my partner, Samantha. We’ve been dating for quite some time and I’m just visiting for a few days,” Vittoria introduced as she walked back to Damian and hooked her arm around his. She leaned on him comfortably with a smile on her face. “Damian McLaren. I’m sure you’ve heard about him. He’s building a shopping center at upper downtown.”Sam took a deep breath and let out a polite smile.“Please to meet you, Mr. McLaren,” she said politely as she stepped forward.“Sorry. I didn’t ask for your full name a while ago,” Vittoria apologized lightly.Damian opened his mouth to say something but Sam beat him to it.“Kingsley,” she answered, cutting him off and using her maiden name. She saw the staff who knew her giving her a sad look that made her slightly raise her chin up. “Samantha Kingsley.”“Yes. Cheri, meet Samantha Kingsley,” Vittoria reintroduced with a smile. “She helped picked and recommended these books I’m bringing back for Lucio. He’s definitely going to love t
Damian just ended his conference call when Frederick entered his office with some files that he had been asked to bring on a Wednesday morning.“I have the budget files of the finishes per floor,” Frederick started as he placed down the documents on his desk. He then took his Ipad tucked underneath his arm and stood ready for his instructions. He hesitated for a while but finally decided to continue talking. “Sir, there’s a folder there that contains the deed for the shares on Cameron.”“Did she have her attorney’s office send the same offer again?!” Damian asked with irritation as he checked the folder. “Didn’t I said to throw it immediately when another one will be sent?!”Frederick looked at him calmly.“It’s your offer, Mr. McLaren.”Damian narrowed his eyes and opened the folder that Frederick had pushed towards him. He scanned the contents to confirm that indeed it was his offer to buy Samantha Cameron’s shares.Flipping back to the first page, he immediately noted that Samantha
Sam stared up into Damian’s eyes through tears. She clenched the sheets with one hand while the other balled into a fist.Damian saw her action and before she could say anything, he bent down and captured her lips, kissing her softly. His lips at first gently moved over hers before it started to slowly coaxed her to kiss him back.When Sam finally kissed him back, Damian pulled her face closer and parted his lips. The tip of his tongue slowly grazed the outline of her lips before he started nibbling on her lower lip lightly. His kisses started to become demanding, persuading her to part her lips.Damian finally decided to travel his lips down her throat and moved to her neck when Sam didn’t give in. His one hand traveled around her waist while the other one reached for her hand, wrapping it around his neck.Slowly, he pushed her down the bed as he kissed her again passionately.“No,” she whispered, turning her head to the side that his mouth landed on the bottom of her ear. She squirm
Damian shifted in his seat inside the car that fetched him and Sam at the airport when the chauffeur informed that they’re almost at their villa at The North Coast. After almost a sixteen-hour flight, they have finally arrived at Menorca at half past ten in the evening.In the last few remaining hours of the flight, Sam finally stopped him from sweet-talking her and told him that she’s going to rest. She went to the plane’s lavatory and came back to her seat already in comfortable wear. He watched her turn to her side and closed her eyes.All throughout the flight, Damian kept a light conversation with her despite her projecting a heavy aura towards him. He showed her the sights he plans to take her to see, the yacht trips he had booked for them. Sam would only either nod and just gave a short answer.Damian knew what she is doing and he let her have his way during the flight. Once they arrived in Menorca, he will make sure that he will be getting what he wants.“Sam?” Damian called o
Looking down at her watch, Sam read the statistics the running app recorded of her activity. She looked towards the beach and saw the sun rising up, the clear blue waters reflecting its rays and finally decided to head back, running a total of 10 miles.“You good?” She asked Noah, the bodyguard who insisted that he will accompany her as per Damian’s instructions. She observed him taking deep breaths. “I hope I didn’t tire you out.”“I would have come prepared if Mr. McLaren warned us of your run,” Noah answered honestly as breathed in and out deeply. “I work out thrice a week but running has not been my best activity.”Sam just smiled at his response.“Your employer always thinks of himself,” she responded casually as she tightened her ponytail. “And, if I tire you out, bring it up with him. I don’t recall inviting him to come here. My plan is just to stay by the beach and do some running every morning.”“For all your comments against Mr. McLaren, Mrs. Cameron, he only means well,” No
Damian took a drink from his wine glass and watched as Sam conversed politely with the assigned sommelier to them that night at Flamante. He listened as the wine steward explained to Sam the hint of taste in the wine that he is recommending her and the food to go with it.When Sam finally decided on what to drink, the sommelier looked back at him and Damian nodded, signifying that he will go with the Pinot Noir wine she had chosen. A waiter then approached their table to take their orders, presenting the menu that goes together with the wine.“Did you have a great time?” Damian asked when the waiter left to relay their orders.“Yes. This is why I love the place,” Sam answered as she leaned on her chair and looked at him. “Lesser tourist and laid back. I visited Mallorca and Ibiza before and the party life was great but one night of it was enough for me.”Damian watched as she took another drink from her glass.“You’re not planning to get drunk on me, are you, Sam?” He asked flatly.Sa
WARNING: This chapter contains sexual/mature content. Please read with discretion.Sam looked at Damian, who seemed to have no interest to whatever she’s going to tell him. She watched as he poured himself another drink and downed it in one go.“You’re going to get drunk!” She chided softly as she reached for his glass.“Does it matter?” Damian returned as he pushed her hand away. “That way, whatever you will be telling me, I won’t remember it! Now, what is it that you’ve been so adamant to tell me about?”“Damian, I’m afraid!” She suddenly exclaimed.Damian stopped mid-air in pouring another drink, looking at her. He remained silent for a while before finally putting down the bottle and his glass. He then pulled Sam into his arms and caressed her face.“It’s normal to be afraid, Sam,” he said softly. He kissed her hungrily. “But it’s going to be me that you’re going to bed with. You’re not going to regret it. I’m a generous and sophisticated lover. You’ll wonder why it took you too l