Sam opened her eyes the following day and turned towards the balcony, watching the sun’s rays breaking through the sheer curtains. She smiled at the simple beauty that she is looking at before checking the time and saw the clock read eight in the morning.Turning slowly towards Damian, she saw him still in a deep sleep, his shoulders rising gently with his breathing.She looked at him lovingly, memorizing his features.Raising her hand, she lightly traced his eyebrows down to his cheek and his lips. She remembered his lips that explored her body last night and how she loved every second of it.She looked at her hand with the engagement ring that Damian had given her and smiled, touched that he even considered the color scale of the blue diamond which is faint blue. It would go perfectly with whatever hues that she will be wearing.“You’re everything to me, Sam,” Damian confessed to her last night after he made love to her. “The thought of losing you made me go crazy. I’m never going t
With her eyes hidden behind the dark glasses she wore, Samantha Kingsley-Cameron remained standing on her spot as she watched the priest blessed the casket one last time.The casket that contains the body of her late husband, Maxwell Cameron.When the priest was done, Samantha took a step forward and brought the white rose she has been holding to her lips and kissed it lovingly. She then placed the rose on top of coffin and then bent down to kiss the coffin one last time, her forehead resting briefly before finally standing up straight.Goodbye, my darling Maxwell, she thought as she watched others placed roses on top as well.“Sam?”Samantha looked up and turned at the sound of her name. She saw Maxwell’s daughter approached her with a concerned look on her face.“You’ve been sitting here for the past two hours since the funeral was over. We were looking for you at the reception hall,” Arabella Cameron-Grant said patiently. She took a seat beside her and placed a hand on Samantha’s c
One panel of the heavy wooden doors pushed opened quietly from the other side and a middle age woman with her dark hair tied up neatly into a bun enter, holding her Ipad and two folders. She pushed her glasses to the top of her nose as she approached the elegant wooden design executive desk, situated in the center of the office with large windows behind, with the view of the city skyline, now showing its violet hues, signifying the early signs of the evening on a Thursday.The swivel chair turned soundlessly as her footsteps approached.“Mrs. Cameron is the single, largest shareholder of Cameron Elite Holdings at 51% as well as Cameron Towers,” Joana Rollins reported patiently, placing the two folders down and occupying one chair in front. “The rest of the family in total had 30% of the share. Cameron Capital went equally to the two children.”Damian Aidan McLaren only remained silent as he opened one folder that contained the report that she had printed for him. He read through the p
Two years later…Vincent and Arabella Cameron went out of the car and closed the doors quietly. They stared down at the modern, contemporary beach house that was built several hundred feet above the beach. The architect that was hired had made sure that the house will not only be enjoying the panoramic view but also the natural ventilation and lighting as well as the function of the spaces.“I wouldn’t mind exiling myself here, if I may say. No wonder Sam won’t give this up,” Arabella commented as they walked towards the entrance and saw Sam’s personal car at the garage. She turned to her brother. “Are you sure that about the plan we, both talked?”“Not really,” Vincent answered calmly. “But, as what we had promised her, we will tell her everything.”“Did Damian say when he will be coming when he called you?”Vincent shook his head.“I didn’t bother asking him,” he replied seriously. “Who knows? He might be already here, checking out the property and probably investigating Sam’s backg
Samantha placed her keys on a small crystal bowl and sat on the couch, sighing contentedly on a Monday afternoon. She smiled gratefully when Hannah placed a glass of water on the center table before walking off.She heard her phone rang and she looked at the screen before answering the call.“I just arrived,” she answered after saying hello to Ara. “Do you want to come over? Hannah’s making her famous Chicken Curry.”“I’m still at the office reviewing some contracts,” Ara responded. “I just called to check if you have arrived at the townhouse.”“I arrived right before lunch but met with Francine to check on the shelter before eating,” Sam answered as she gently took off her shoes and massaged her feet, tired from walking around the mall with her best friend. “She’s sending over a pregnant dog for me to foster until she has her puppies.”“I’m sure that she’s one lucky mama,” Ara mused with a smile in her voice. “Just don’t tell Jess or she’ll be begging me to letting her stay there unt
If Sam wasn’t used to all the insults and name-calling she received, she would have jumped at her feet and shouted at him and slapping him like crazy. But over the years since she married Maxwell and with his nurturing, Sam managed to suppress her anger as well as her expression for situations like she is facing now.“How much is what?” She asked calmly. “For someone like you, Mr. McLaren, you don’t elaborate much on things, do you? What is it that you’re asking me for?”Damian’s eyes narrowed at her response.“For an expert woman like you, it’s surprising that you haven’t caught on yet. Or perhaps you’re playing?” he sneered dryly as he stood up and walked around his desk, leaning on it while facing her. “How much do you want in exchange for your shares on Cameron Elite Holdings, Mrs. Cameron? I can be very generous if the need arises.”Sam let out a short laugh.“Wherever did you get the idea that I’m selling my shares?” She asked with a smile. “Perhaps you should fire your PI and h
Damian Adrian McLaren is in a foul mood. He rarely shows it in public, but tonight the man, who is talking to him started to stutter on his words when the over six feet man threw him a dark glare before taking a drink from his glass.His eyes travelled towards the entry way and watched as the peak window of guests arriving has started. He stayed by his location as he scrutinized the arrivals briefly and his mood further darkened when the person that he is looking forward to see has not yet arrived.“Waiting for your date?” Jacob Winthrope, his good friend asked when he noted Damian looking at the entry from time to time. “You’ve been watching the entrance consistently. Is Vittoria coming to join you?”“She has more important things than come here and socialize,” Damian answered flatly. “I have a score to settle with someone tonight.”Jacob stared at him curiously but before he could ask, Damian turned his back to him and started walking towards the direction of the entrance, where it
Samantha subtly rolled her shoulders, getting rid of the stiffness from sitting straight throughout the event. She felt Darren’s hand on her left shoulder, kneading it gently and she gave him a grateful smile.“Thanks,” she whispered, finally feeling some relief from the tension she has all night. “Funny thing is, I should be used to this already. All the scorn and hatred. But why does it still feel like the first time?”Darren gave him an assured smile.“Because they’re jerks, Sam,” he answered, casually moving his hand to her right. From the observers’ standpoint, the two of them looked to be in a public display of affection that drew some frown and whispers. “And what can we say? We’re good actors.”Vanessa Wright, their good friend chuckle at that statement.“Those idiots just want something new to talk about, Sam,” she added as she lightly adjusted the necklace Sam is wearing until she is satisfied of its position. She gave her an encouraging smile. “It’s been more than a year si
Sam opened her eyes the following day and turned towards the balcony, watching the sun’s rays breaking through the sheer curtains. She smiled at the simple beauty that she is looking at before checking the time and saw the clock read eight in the morning.Turning slowly towards Damian, she saw him still in a deep sleep, his shoulders rising gently with his breathing.She looked at him lovingly, memorizing his features.Raising her hand, she lightly traced his eyebrows down to his cheek and his lips. She remembered his lips that explored her body last night and how she loved every second of it.She looked at her hand with the engagement ring that Damian had given her and smiled, touched that he even considered the color scale of the blue diamond which is faint blue. It would go perfectly with whatever hues that she will be wearing.“You’re everything to me, Sam,” Damian confessed to her last night after he made love to her. “The thought of losing you made me go crazy. I’m never going t
Damian watched as Sam hugged Nile and Candice Robertson tearfully and warmly in the driveway after his surprise guests for her got out of the car that same night as they stood waiting at the entrance as the car stopped in front of them.He watched as Candice studied his wife with a big smile on her face while Nile is responding the questions being asked. Their grown children along with their partners and children, surrounding them with smiles on their faces.After she told him the name of the foster family that took her in the longest and seemed to have a place in her heart, Damian had Frederick look for them. It took a while for his secretary to locate but he considered it to be a blessing. Their timely arrival is perfect to help her from her grief.But deep down, Damian knew that she’s going to be okay from now on.He smiled devilishly inside as he recalled what happened inside her room. He was relieved to feel that Sam had also longed and desired for him. Nearly six months of holdi
Sam placed down her brush and carefully checked that she had tied her hair neatly, turning to both sides. Turning towards her bed, she walked towards it and untied the ribbon of the box that was placed on top.She removed the lid and it revealed a lilac butterfly sleeveless high waist irregular swing midi dress. After putting it on, Sam walked towards the full-length mirror beside the dresser and smiled when she noted that the intricate silhouette flattered her figure and the fabric is very light. She also made sure that the breast pads are in place since it looks better without wearing a bra.She had also noted that the dress is in her favorite color and she assumed Ara had made that decision. Taking her phone, she took a picture and sent it to Ara.“Thanks for helping Damian choose the dress,” she typed with a light smile. “As always, you know my color. The dress feels wonderful.”She placed her phone down while seeing Ara typing a reply and put on a pair of low-heeled sandals that
Damian handed his bag to one of his bodyguards and a box to one household staff with instructions, as he went out from his car on an early Wednesday night and proceeded towards the entrance at Stratham. He immediately took off his coat, unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt and loosen his tie.“Where’s my wife?” He asked when Winston greeted him while checking his phone. “How is she doing? Has she eaten?”“At the garden by the pool, sir,” Winston replied. “Madam barely ate her lunch but I convinced her to eat the fruit bowl I gave this afternoon.”“We’ll have dinner in an hour with guests. Frederick already coordinated with the chef,” Damian informed, nodding at the butler’s response. He pocketed his phone after answering a message. “Call him as well. I had him do something and needs to coordinate with you.”“Right away, Mr. McLaren,” Winston answered.Damian then headed towards the glass doors and pushed it open, his eyes searching for Sam. He found her sitting by one of the loun
Sam heard her phone ringing as Damian handed his card to the waiter after they are done with their meal. She reached for it inside her purse and saw Vivian calling her, showing it to Damian before answering.“Vivian, is anything wrong?” Sam asked after answering the call.“Madam, we are on our way to the vet right now,” Vivian answered calmly. “There’s something wrong with Gunny. I already informed Mr. McLaren’s driver so he can immediately take you there.”She gripped her phone, her face turning pale.“Everything okay with Gunny?” Damian asked.Sam shook her head, abruptly standing up and grabbing her purse. Tears started to well up around her eyes that her husband immediately noticed that he stood up as well and took her hand, heading out of the dining room.After giving instructions to one of his men to take care of their billing, he quickly ushered Sam to the car, who is already waiting for them.“Here,” Damian offered, handing his handkerchief to her.Sam took it and wipe her eye
Damian watched Sam as she walked ahead of him to check some local goods bazaar being held at downtown. He noted that Noah and Brandon immediately went closer to her for easier access in case of emergency.After their conversation a while ago, his heart felt lighter but also quite heavy.Sam looked at him in confused after he told her that he loves her.“What did you say?” She asked slowly.Damian just stared at her for a while before blinking, realizing he uttered it in Italian and in a low voice. He shook his head before looking at her again, placing a hand on her face and smiled. He didn’t know if she understood him or not but if she did, she asked to make sure that she heard him right.“Did you say-?” Sam started.He cut her off by pulling her face down and pressing his lips on hers in a hungry kiss. He wrapped his other arm tighter around her waist, deepening the kiss when she kissed him back with the same intensity.He didn’t know how long they stayed in that position. All Damian
Sam opened her eyes to a dim room, feeling heavy. Her eyes ached as she cried herself to sleep and also taking her medication, when Damian all of a sudden walked out on her when she begged him not to take Cameron away from her.She looked towards the balcony and saw that the curtains had been closed to prevent the light from coming in. She reached for her phone and saw that it was nine in the evening.Checking her messages, she saw none that came from Damian and her heart dropped and felt heavier. A whimper came out of her mouth.“Are you alright?”Gasping in shock, she turned towards the other side and saw Damian, lying beside her on top of her blanket, looking up at her.He was still in his work clothes and only removed his coat and shoes and unbuttoning his polo at the top.Damian reached for her one arm and pulled her back down. When she is on her side, he then immediately pulled her in his arms, pushing her face into his neck and resting his chin on her head. He let out a long an
Damian gripped Sam’s shoulders tightly as he deepened the kiss, to make her stop struggling away from him. He bit her lower lip to get her to cooperate and when he finally felt her relax, he ran the tip of his tongue to soothe the sting.When they finally pulled away, Sam rested her forehead on his shoulder, breathing heavily. Her hands are clutching at his shirt tightly and suddenly her breath hitched as she started to cry.He only stood, his arms wrapping around her and let her cries out. Her tears soaked his shirt but he didn’t mind and let her continue.“Feeling better?” Damian asked when she finally became silent.Samantha shook her head.“I-I wanted to smashed the glass I’m holding at Omar’s head when he invited me to go up,” she whimpered as she covered her face with her hands. “I feel sick and wanted to throw up when he touched me. I wasn’t entertaining his advances as you claimed.”“Were you also judging me when SJ hugged me that night at the charity gala? Did you think of th
Opening her eyes and removing the blanket over her head, Sam checked the clock and saw it displaying twelve minutes past ten in the morning. Finally deciding to get up, she padded to the bathroom and took a quick shower.After putting on her clothes, she went out of her room, hearing Gunny’s bark from outside, probably from the exercise Vivian is tasked to do.“Good morning, Madam.” Frederick greeted.“Hasn’t Damian come down yet?” Sam asked.Frederick looked at her for a while. “Mr. McLaren left before I arrived and told me to stay here when I called him,” he answered patiently. He followed behind when she proceeded to the dining room, stopping when Sam glanced at him. “He will call me if there are any urgent concerns.”Sam fully turned towards him; her eyebrows raised.“He told you to babysit me, didn’t he?” She questioned tightly. “I don’t need one.”“He told me to tell you that when you will ask of his whereabouts,” he responded calmly. He looked at her for a while, gauging her mo