Lahat ng Kabanata ng Clingy Love: Kabanata 421 - Kabanata 430

Nevertheless, Samantha soon got her act together because she knew where she was and what she had set to do this evening. She was in the presence of the upper crust, so she must remain straight in the face to possibly finish the job. Hence, Samantha chose to smile weakly at Linda’s exposing comments and played the victim. So long as she did not admit to it, she could pretend nothing ever happened. Looking sad, Samantha glumly uttered, “I’m only an invited guest to the party. Ms. North, you don’t want to kick me out as if you’re the host even if you don’t like me. You said it yourself. You’re only a bodyguard. What right do you have to yell at me? We’re equals, aren’t we?” Samantha skillfully pushed the blame onto Linda, and the onlooking guests were swayed and saw the logic in her reasoning. Linda was only a friend of the host tonight. Yet, she carried herself with arrogance. It was unladylike to lash out at a formal event. Where were her manners? The rich thought little of

Linda waltzed right up and came in Victor’s way. Victor tried to walk around her. “Could you step away, Linda? I need to see Suzy.” Victor was so focused on Mona that he did not notice the wine glass in Linda’s hand tipping over. The red wine spilled over him, especially in the crotch area of his pants. “Oops, sorry about that, old friend. It was a slip of the hand.” Victor turned ashen in the face, but he would dare not throw a huge tantrum in front of Mona. He waved his arm and left, pretending to let the matter slide. “It’s fine. I get a change of clothes from the car.” With Victor walking away, Linda and Mona sighed in relief. Mission completed. Mona smiled at Linda before getting up to hold her by the arm. “That’s some quick thinking. Come on. Let’s lay low in the private lounge.” Linda had always been an indifferent loner, so she did not like dealing with people. The exchange of words had drained her. The pair held hands as they advanced to the private lounge an

Taking a gulp, Samantha hemmed and hawed, “I ran into the second son of the Ortega family at a party not too long ago. He just got back from abroad, and we hit it off. After a few drinks, he started to talk to me about some personal affairs, and one of them included his late sister. I found out that the name of his sister is Mona Ortega, so… I made my own assumptions.” Thaddeus lowered his gaze and studied Samantha like a chief judge for any signs on Samantha’s face that suggested otherwise. He did not believe that the young man of the Ortega family was the type to loosen up after a few drinks. If anything, the young man was the most disciplined one in the family. Hence, Thaddeus did not believe a word Samantha said. “Thaddeus, I know that you married Susan because she has an uncanny resemblance to Mona. You don’t love her. You only love the shadow of her to make up for the regret of yesteryears.” Seeing that Thaddeus did not refute, Samantha conceitedly added, “I have been d

Mona knew something was up. Samantha must have used Thaddeus’ phone to send her a text so that Mona could watch their live show. Room 1801 was on the highest level of the club, and there was only one room on the entire floor. Standing at the door, Mona hesitated whether to enter the room or leave… A strong smell of perfume, mixed with something bizarre, filled in the room, stirring an arousing feeling from within. Samantha was all over Thaddeus. “I’m burning, Thaddeus…” Thaddeus growled and pushed Samantha away in disgust. His eyes were bloodshot, the muscles underneath his shirt bulged, and the veins along his arms popped out. He was able to explode from holding everything in. He grabbed a bottle of ice water from the fridge and downed the drink to ease the fire in his loins for now. At this point, Thaddeus could tell that something sexually stimulating had been blended into the scent. He could barely keep it together while Samantha acted like an animal in heat. She

“Our home.” Thaddeus lifted his gaze and looked at the rearview mirror. Soon, the car pulled up at Gold Coast – the villa Thaddeus and Mona had once lived together in. With her heart sinking to her stomach, Mona clutched onto the door handle as fear reflected in her dark eyes. “I want to go home, Thaddeus,” Mona pulled herself together and spoke in a calm voice. Thaddeus was drugged and was able to hold out until now just by sheer willpower. Samantha had tampered with the perfume, releasing the largest dose of stimulant in the air. Thaddeus had stopped at nothing to shut her out by remaining conscious in his mind throughout the whole thing, even to the extent of hurting Samantha. Nevertheless, all of his self-control was gone with the wind in the presence of Mona. “This is your home.” Thaddeus unlocked the door, unfastened his seat belt, and got out of the car. Mona took the opportunity to jump out of the car. Her foot barely hit the ground or got a firm holding befor