SAMANTHA "Um, well," I gulped, shooting daggers at the back of Matt's head from the backseat as he drove us home. "Some girls invited us to a party, for some reason." I couldn't believe I was being used as a messenger for Matt, it was just so ridiculous. Matt shrugged, keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "I'm not going, whatever," he scoffed, not even bothering to look at me. He kept driving, not giving me so much as a glance. Matt had been in a sour mood the entire drive home, and I decided it was best not to pry and ask him what was bothering him. He seemed like the type who wouldn't appreciate being asked about his feelings, so I let him be. "That's fine," I grumbled, gazing out the window. "Olly and I are actually going together; they invited him, too," I said, my voice a little louder than I'd intended. I hadn't meant to get Matt's attention, but I saw his head swivel towards me in the rearview mirror. "Poor Olly is going alone," Matt said with a touch of sarcasm. I cou
SAMANTHAThe drive to Ryan Hill's mansion was eerily quiet. Matt kept smirking to himself, as if he knew something I didn't. He seemed to have some kind of plan for the party, but he wasn't sharing it with me. I tried to ignore his smug expression, but it was hard to ignore the tension in the car.I leaned forward in my seat, ready to ask what was up with him. But before I could get a word out, Matt groaned and held up a hand. "Ugh, don't even bother asking," he said. I sat back, feeling annoyed and even more curious than before."We're here," Matt said, his smirk broadening as he pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine. He sat there for a moment, seemingly content to just let the silence drag on. I sat there, seething in the backseat as I stared at the back of his head. I wanted to ask him what he was planning in his head, but I bit my tongue to stop myself from asking.Matt pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hey, I'm here," he said, a mischievous grin playing on
SAMANTHA “You are Samantha King, yeah?” he asked, a cocky smile plastered on his face as he waved the piece of paper that had my name written on it, in the air. “You are spending seven minutes in heaven with me.” he added with a grin. The room fell silent and every eyes seemed to be on me, watching closely to study my reaction. "I..." My voice trailed off as I looked at him - Nikolas Lincoln, the second bad boy at college and Matthew Cruz's sworn enemy. He wanted to spend seven minutes in a dark room with me, just us, no one else? “Em…” "She's drinking," growled my hero, whose voice I could barely make out through the chatter. All eyes immediately shifted from me to Oliver, who now found himself the target of everyone's glare. "What?" Oliver giggled, raising his shoulders in mock innocence as the group scowled at him. "You seriously want Sam to go into a dark room with… Niko?" He smirked, gesturing towards a nearby door. “So what?” someone hissed and I was tempted to roll my eye
SAMANTHAI leaned my back against the door frame, watching my Dad hurriedly pack up the files on his study inside a black briefcase. Today was one of the days my Dad would get an urgent call from an unknown source and hurriedly pack a few things from his office and leave; he would definitely come back after a month or two and I was already used to him being away for a couple of weeks, leaving me alone in our not-so-big house.For the past 18 years of my life, I didn't know the nature of my Dad's job, he only told me he was working as an agent for an exclusive company and I had always seen him working on tons of files whenever he was around.That was all I knew.“Dad,” I called out, moved away from the wall and walked up to him. “Can’t you stay for breakfast before leaving?” I whined, hoping Dad would at least slow down on the packing and have breakfast with me.I was rather disappointed when Dad didn't spare me a glance. He stretched out his hand, glanced down at his wristwatch and sh
SAMANTHA The drive to Cruz's residence was hushed, only the constant sigh I made was the only sound one could hear in the car as Matt drove us to his house.I still couldn't believe I would be living under the same roof as Matthew Cruz, the boy I had been crushing on from the very first day I set my eyes on him.I had once tried to let him know about my affection for him, but anyone who had eyes to see beyond the surface would know that Matthew Cruz wasn't the type to do love. He was for the girls and everyone knew it, so I kept my feelings locked up and threw the key inside the ocean.I moved my pinky finger to my mouth and bit down on the tip. Why would my Dad be that wicked to send me to live with a guy like him anyway? “Aargh!”“You okay?” Matthew asked from the driver's seat, his voice had so much effect on me that I felt my head snap up at the mere sound of his voice.He was staring at me through the rearview mirror, our eyes met, and there was something about his ocean-blue ey
SAMANTHA“Oh, shit,” I grumbled, grabbed my phone from the bedside table and hurried down the stairs.I had stayed up late the previous night to rearrange my stuff after spending a quality time on the phone with my Dad. Completely forgotten that I had an early class the following day.Gotten downstairs, I scanned through the living room but couldn't see traces of Matthew Cruz. A low grunt escaped my mouth. “That fucker must have gone to school already.”I slowly bit down on my bottom lip and stared at the phone in my hand to check the time. “7:14 a.m.” I read aloud, shoved the phone in my bag and rushed towards the exit.“I suppose I'm going to miss my first class.” I groaned, obviously, I was not the type that skipped classes.I let out a heavy sigh as I opened the door and stepped outside, only to see Matt leaning against his car. He had his arms crossed in front of him and his head hung low. I stood frozen, my feet seemingly stuck to the ground, as I stared at him. I didn't realiz
SAMANTHABusiness Law was one of the classes I enjoyed the most, but it was entirely different today since almost everyone's attention was on me during the lecture, and I found it difficult to pay attention in class.I knew coming to school with Matt was a bad idea but I didn't expect it to be that bad. I was glad that classes were already over and I couldn't wait to escape from everyone's sights to find an empty room where I could hide myself until I could get a hold of Matthew Cruz.Walking down the hallway with my phone in my hand, scrolling through my contacts list, and checking for Matt’s contact. I halted on my track when the realisation hit me. “Shit, I don't even have his contact.”A tired sigh escaped my mouth, and I looked left to right to check if anyone was watching. After making sure no one was looking my way, I sucked in a sharp breath and dragged my feet towards the nearest door, hoping to stay in the empty room to think of how to get to Matt.I lifted my hand to grab th
SAMANTHA“Honey, I am so fucking happy for you!” Olly screamed the sound made my phone vibrate against my ear.I rolled my eyes, why wouldn't he be so happy to hear that I was living with Matthew fucking Cruz when he had always wanted to hear more exclusive gist about Matt?“Hey, stop making it sound like a big deal.” I huffed, pouting my lip. “I swear I'm only staying with Matt because my Dad asked me to. There's nothing more to this.” I added, biting on my bottom lip real hard.The call dropped dead silent and it barely lasted for five seconds before Oliver chuckled softly which made me sink my teeth deeper into my bottom lip.“Oh honey, Don’t be silly.” Olly scolded, I could imagine him rolling his eyes dramatically after his words. “It’s not a big deal now, but I can't tell if you would still be saying that after staying with the bad boy for a week.” he chuckled and I could feel my thoughts wandering back to earlier in the hallway.I felt a rush of heat between my legs as the imag