Samantha stared at herself in the mirror inside the bathroom after she got out of the shower and put on her robe the following day. Dark circles are slightly visible under her eyes. Her hand lightly touched her mouth where Damian McLaren had kissed her.It was rough and hard.She couldn’t get it out of her mind.“Let go of me!” She finally said loudly, pulling away from his arms fiercely and pushed him away. She adjusted her bearings and gave him a haughty look. “Don’t come near me again, Mr. McLaren or I will sue you for harassment!”To her anger, he only chuckled at her threat.“I can make that go away before a judge can sign, Samantha,” he answered back as he gave her a thorough look. “You know that I can.”Sam gripped her fists angrily at his reaction.“Well, good for you!” She scoffed and then started to walk past him.Damian made a grab for her but Sam is one step ahead of him. His hand only felt air because she took two steps to the side and continued walking towards the exit.
Tires screeched to a brake and immediately the car door of a black, sports car opened and angry footsteps walked the path towards one house in Lavender Street before a furious knock rapped on the main door.Damian McLaren strode inside when the door open and turned around, his eyes filled with rage. However, the minute he locked eyes with the person that answered the door, his eyes widened in shock and all the fury he felt flew through the air.Samantha, barefoot, stood in front of him and her eyes narrowed at the sight of him.Her eyes that are slightly red probably from the article.“YOU!!! What the hell are you doing here?” Samantha asked angrily, looking up at him. She pulled the door open wide and pointed one finger towards outside. “Get out of my house!”“Sam? Who’s at the door?”Damian looked towards the direction of the voice and saw Maxwell Cameron’s daughter, Arabella appearing from one room.“Didn’t you heard what I said?!” Sam reiterated. “Get out!”He turned his attention
“Are you pulling my leg?!”A shriek came from Sam after Damian told them his suggestion.“No! An unequivocal no!” She scoffed. “I am not going to give them the satisfaction that the article is true.”Sam looked at Ara and Vincent incredulously as they seemed to consider Damian’s outrageous suggestion. She wanted to pull her hair and scream in frustration at the top of her lungs just because she wants to.“Scared that you might find me likeable, Sam?” Damian asked challengingly.She glared at him darkly. “I’d rather have the rumors about me and Darren,” she spat as she stood up and walked out from the dining room. She then sauntered towards Patty to check how she’s doing. “Well, looks like we’re done with four, sweetie.”“The hell you are!”Damian’s voice came behind and she was suddenly whirled around and she looked up angrily at the cold, dark eyes of the man, who suddenly became the bane of her existence.“I can take care of my reputation, Mr. McLaren,” she pointed out as she whiske
Damian watched quietly as Samantha spoke with the waiter politely as she asked about the contents of the food she’s about to order. He noted the way she moves herself, tucking her hair behind her ears and in deep thought.His mouth curled slightly and he gripped his fists under the table on the effect she had on him.Now, I see why Maxwell was so taken with you, he thought sarcastically. You used your sweet innocence but that’s just a f8cking façade until you already got what you wanted.“Sir?”Damian blinked and noticed Sam staring at him calmly and he turned to see the waiter, looking at him patiently.“The wine list,” he stated.“You just chose the 2019 Cabernet Sauvignon,” Sam said sarcastically before looking up at the waiter and handed the menu to him with a smile. “That’ll be all, Chris. We will call you if we have any additional orders.”The waiter nodded with a smile as he received the menus and took off.“You know, if your mind is on the workload back at your office, I don’t
Sam took her eyes off her laptop when the door to her office opened and her secretary, Shirley Pascal entered with an irritating look on her usual calm and friendly face on a Wednesday morning.“Everything okay?” Sam asked with a smile. “You seldom come in here with that look.”“That Damian McLaren’s one exasperating person, that’s what. I’ve been filtering all calls from him as you instructed. Why didn’t you unblock his number yet?” Shirley answered dryly. She gestured with her head towards the door. “Get ready for battle, Sam. Reception called me in advance, informing that he just stormed inside the building.”“Can you just tell him that I’m not here or in a meeting?” Sam suggested.“Too late.”The two women looked towards the door and Damian’s form came into view, framed by the door frame. He looked irritated and ready to murder Sam from the inconvenience that she had put him through.“I want to talk to her alone,” he said solemnly, staring at Shirley coldly. “And, don’t even think
Damian glanced at Sam as his driver continued down the highway after they had lunch at an Italian restaurant. He noted that she looked bothered about something. He reached out and placed a hand on her cheek, turning her face to him.“Something on your mind?” He asked.Sam pulled away and just looked straight ahead.“Not important,” she answered calmly. She finally looked at him and gave him a calm smile. “Felix and I had never really seen eye to eye since I took over the company. He was always on the opposite but when Max was alive, he would compromise.”“He’s been there long enough to be like that,” he commented calmly. His mind then drifted to the looks both of them exchanged at the elevator lobby and Damian had to stopped himself from frowning. “Do I have to compete with Felix Conroy right now in your mind?”Sam stared at him incredulously.“Where are we going?” She finally asked instead, refusing to take his bait.Damian only grin at her and leaned back on his seat. “We’ll be ther
Sam applied some lotion to her skin and patted it gently on her skin that late Saturday afternoon before walking towards the dress that Damian had specifically bought for her to wear this evening.She stared at the handmade draped periwinkle blue chiffon sheer mesh dress with an asymmetrical over the shoulder backless halter with a mesh bodysuit. The waistline has a diagonal drape as well with a partial A line floor length skirt with a short train. By sight, she immediately knew that the dress is custom made and the price is within his means.She also suspected that Damian purposedly had this type of dressmade for her, that is quite daring just to spite her for still not selling her shares. Most of her skin will be exposed and she jokingly hoped that she won’t die of hypothermia before the party ends.Taking off her robe, she carefully put on the dress, pulling it up carefully when she heard the door open to the room she was given.“Looks like I’m just right on time,” Damian’s voice d
Damian watched from afar as Samantha conversed with Terry and Senator Whitehall, which he added to the guests lists as the party continued in the evening. He watched the way her eyes would smile at something but despised her closeness to the senator.Just before the first group of guests had arrived, he was waiting at the living room for Samantha to finally come down. He walked back and forth, calming himself as he recalled what transpired inside her room. If he had not stopped himself, the party would have started without them because he will be having Sam on that bed.Damn it, he cursed darkly.For the first time since he had started putting his moves on her, Sam had finally responded to his kisses. He had no idea why and but he clearly had an idea why he is feeling uncharacteristic. The moment that he had tasted her, his body involuntarily responded to her uncontrollably.He got to have her.Tonight.“Mrs. Cameron is coming down, sir,” one of his household staff informed.He walked
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