Amy gasped at hearing such a proposition. But then, when she thought about it, Samuel had already taken a step to ensure she would accept it. Having sex with her without protection was a sly way for him to bind her to him. She wanted to weep, but then again, it was the risk she had taken. As an exclusive mistress for him, what could she expect? Maybe if it were someone else, they would jump joyfully. Since Samuel was one of the most eligible bachelors in their country, even to some other countries nearby. Also, as he didn’t like commitment, by offering her a chance to be his wife might be a huge praise from him to her. But then, she wasn’t someone who would rejoice with the cold business transaction of having a child as a guarantee to be his wife. Amy blinked her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to not weep. “My darling, say something.” “Can I excuse myself? I need to wash myself.” Samuel wanted to stop her, but then Amy said, “Tomorrow is my parents’ funeral. It will start a
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Amy soaked herself in the warm water. It calmed her feelings and comforted her exhausted body. But then she sobbed and hugged herself, feeling dirty to sell her body. Tomorrow would be her parents’ funeral, and she was no longer a virgin. She wasn’t the same person as she was, and it was because of money. Shedding her tears, she sniffed, but tried to muffle her sobs with a hand. Samuel didn’t force her to accept the offer. It was she who agreed to accept it, but she couldn’t let go of the unworthy feeling as she had been a prostitute to Samuel. She touched her flat stomach and let out a sigh. She still had two weeks left until her monthly period. But then, Amy gasped as it was the ovulation period, the most fertile time for her. She didn’t know if it was only a coincidence or if Samuel had already planned it. Amy shook her head. It was impossible for him to know it. Taking a deep breath, she rubbed her stomach. What if they already created a new life h
When she finished showering, Amy opened a shopping bag and was astonished to see the dress inside. It was a silk black dress with a black formal cardigan. There was a small black handbag too below the cardigan. Next, she opened another bag to see a black bra and panties. Her face blushed to see Samuel even buy her underwear. Below the underwear boxes, she spotted a shoe box. When she opened the box, it was a pair of black high heels. All were the most elegant and expensive fashion items. She used some brands too. So, Samuel didn’t save any money to spoil her. Amy took a deep breath and put everything on. All fitted her body well. She blushed again since he knew her body too well until he could choose the right size. Afterward, she walked outside, wanted to get her purse and phone, but then her steps stopped because she saw Sally. Samuel’s personal assistant stood and smiled when she saw Amy. “Good morning, miss. Nice to meet you. I’m Sally Miller, Mr. Hoffner’s personal assistant
Her uncle, aunt, and two cousins were already in the cemetery. However, no other family members were present. Amy saw some of her parents’ friends, a few of her parents’ colleagues and staff, and reporters there. When the reporters recognized her, they chased her like dogs ran after a bone. “Miss Brooke, what will happen after this? Since your parents chose your uncle as the successor of their business, what will you do? Will you sue the will?” Then another asked, “I heard your sister is still in the hospital. How is she?” Tom sneered to see that and did nothing to ask them not to bother his niece. Becky Brooke, Amy’s aunt, wanted to approach Amy and helped her deal with the reporters, but Tom stopped his wife by shaking his head. It was Richard Anderson, her parents’ friends, who finally scolded the reporters. “She is grieving. Don’t bother her!” Some reporters were silent, but a few others still chased Amy. Richard couldn’t stand it anymore. He asked some guards to send away
Amy didn’t need to wait for long. Ten minutes later, Miguel entered the small restaurant. He spotted her immediately and nodded. “Ready to go home, miss?” “Yes, but I’ll call Samuel first.” Miguel opened the SUV car door for Amy. Samuel instructed him not to use a fancy car today so no one would notice it. As they needed to stay low key to make Tom off his guard. Amy called Samuel, and he didn’t pick his phone. She wondered if he was busy, but then, when she was about to call him again, he called back. “Darling, have you arrived home yet?” His low and gentle voice greeted her. “Not yet, but Miguel just picked me. I want to ask if you will have dinner at home. I want to cook for you.” Samuel grinned and hummed. “I’ll go home early, then. Thank you, my sweet. I can’t wait to see you soon.” “What do you want to eat?” “Anything. I will eat anything you cook.” “Okay, then. I will buy the groceries now. See you at dinner.” Amy was about to hang up the phone, but Samuel said, “Da
Amy held Samuel’s hand and let out a sigh, but her lips curled into a slight smile. “Having you to support me means a lot.” “You are my woman.” He squeezed her hand. “Of course I must support you.” Then he kissed her lips again and touched her bosom, but then her stomach growled. At first, they didn’t react, but then both laughed hard. She blushed and sat. “I forgot I skipped my lunch. Are you hungry?” “I’m always hungry.” But his eyes stared at Amy’s body. Her face was redder, knowing what he meant was herself, not the food. “Let’s eat first.” Amy walked to her room, put on a casual white t-shirt and shorts. Then she served the steak and salad. “Samuel?” she called him. “Yes, darling?” Samuel came from behind her and kissed her neck. “You smell good.” He licked her neck and sucked it. Then he whispered, “You taste even better.” Amy giggled and released herself. “Let’s eat first. I’m starving.” “Okay, but after this, I want to have you all night long. I’ll send you to wor
He took scissors and cut Amy’s shirt. Amy shrieked because she couldn’t see what happened, but she could feel the cold steel of scissors touch her skin. “What are you doing?” Amy asked. “Removing your t-shirt.” “Oh!” Amy trembled as she thought he used a knife, but then after he threw the piece of t-shirt on the floor, she asked again, “It’s weird that I can’t see anything. It’s what my sister deals with every day.” He kissed her lips and forehead. “Relax. You will feel soon it’s quite satisfying.” Then Samuel removed her shorts. He stripped her underwear too until she was bare as when she was born. Later, he left the room. “Samuel, where are you going? Don’t leave me!” Amy bit her lower lip. She didn’t have any idea what he would do to him. But then Samuel returned. He kissed her lips again and bit her lip to open her mouth. When she opened her mouth, she could feel the wine in his mouth. Moaning because tasting the wine, she smiled a little, part of relief and the rest be
The next day, Amy woke up with Samuel next to her. He still wrapped his arms around her waist, as if he wanted to show his possessiveness, even in his sleep. She wriggled, trying to let go of his arms, but his grip was tight. When she took a deep breath, wondering if she must wake him or remove his arms, a kiss on her shoulder stopped her. “Good morning, my sweet.” “Good morning, my husband-to-be.” She giggled and turned around so she could stare at his eyes. “I need to go to the bathroom.” “Okay, but don’t be too long. I still want to lie next to you.” He released his arms that caged her body. Amy rushed to the bathroom, then when she finished and wanted to go back to the bed, she gasped to see the hickeys everywhere. Amy hadn’t worn her clothes yet, so in her nudity, she could see everything. She returned to the bed and pouted. “Samuel, look what you’ve done!” “What?” He took her hand and pulled her so she sat on the bed. “The hickeys! Oh, how can I meet your grandma today