"I'd lost my virginity!" Samantha shouts in frustration at best friend, Evelyn. She paces back and forth, already cursing the man who ruined her life.
"Wait, alright? Calm down, Sam...""Do not panic. Tell me first, do you know the man's name? How old is he?" Samantha stops pacing. "Is he single? Do you remember his name or even know his number?" Evelyn raises her eyebrow. And Samantha sat down next to her as she dramatically drops her head in her hands"I don't know, I swear. I actually forgot if he said his name or not. I-I just only remember what he looks like!""Damnit!" Samantha groans angrily."This is really bad. I can't believe it happened.""That's really a problem, Sam. Why did you run out of the room without even knowing his name? You should at least wait him wake up." Evelyn sighed as she tried to calm her friend down. Samantha shakes her head."Of course, I didn't think about that. I just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. It was too humiliating and embarrassing." Samantha sighs heavily."You know I really hate that man! He take me for granted! What should I do now, Evelyn? What if..." Samantha begins to panic as her mind starts running wild."What if he got me pregnant? Oh my gosh!" She screams. Evelyn jumps at Samantha's outburst."Sam, a one night sex with a stranger doesn't give you a guarantee to get pregnant! Stop being so dramatic," Evelyn told her. Samantha looks at her friend still worried."Don't be paranoid. For sure he doesn't want to make you pregnant. Mostly those kind of man doesn't want to put themselves into trouble, they prefer a safe game. I hope you know what I mean." Evelyn assures her. Samantha nods weakly, but deep inside shestill feels uneasy.Days passed Samantha even tried to go back secretly on the club where everything happened to find out about Tristan whom she treat only as a complete stranger."Good evening, may I ask you something?" she asked the bartender. She even fix the hoodie and the sunglasses she's wearing for disguise."Sure Ma'am, what is it?" Samantha swallowed hard. As she described the way how she remembered the man who took her virginity. The bartender nods in understanding."Yes, Ma'am! He's actually one of our regulars.""May I know his name?" She asks, her voice shaky."Sorry, Ma'am. But he doesn't want to tell any of his information to anyone. He's paying us for that to stay hidden." Samantha frowns in disappoinment."Then I'll pay you twice! Just tell me who the fuck that man is." The bartender smirked grew wider."Are you sure, Ma'am?""Yes! Just name how much double of a money do you want.""Two thousand dollars, Ma'am." Samantha smiles. It doesn't cost a lot as she thinks, but her jaw dropped as the bartender continue."A month." Her eyes widened in disbelief. Shehad no idea that the man she finding is kind of guy would do something like that."Arghh! Just tell me his name!" The bartender shrugs. Samantha sighs in frustration and looks around. But at the end she left the club in defeat.As she arrived at their home, she saw there her mother who's obviously waiting her. She enters the house, ignoring the look from her Mom and walks directly to her room. She sits on her bed, feels so exhausted."Sam, honey...""Can we talk?" Her mother asks. Samantha sighs loudly and rubs her face tiredly."About what?" Her mother comes closer and sits on her bed, next to Samantha."I know you're still mad at me. But I hope you understand the situation now, honey.""Me and your father had talked about it. It's been a year also since we got divorced. We have our separate life now." Samantha turns toward her Mom and gives her an angry glare."So, that explains why you are here? Mom, I already told you my decision. Go on, marry your new man. But I still not interested to know who he is. Don't expect me to be on your wedding." She rolls her eyes and gets off her bed. Her Mom frowns, but quickly hides the hurt expression that she has while watching Samantha storm off from the bedroom."Sam..." She tried to understand her daughter and reach out for her arm."Don't you want me to be happy, honey? You father already have his new family. Why don't we move on too?" Samantha stopped walking and turned around to her mother's figure."Mom...Dad is not yet married on his new woman. I know we can still fix this, maybe our family could get back together." Tears started to come out of Samantha's eyes. She only wants her family to be whole again. Her Mom reaches out to wipe the tears, but she move away."We can still be happy, honey. I only you can give Benjamin a chance, you'll see that he has a good heart. A-And you want to have a brother right?""I can introduce you to Benjamin's son. He's—""Mom! Please don't push Benjamin to be my stepdad. I don't even care about having a brother anymore. I just want my old family, okay?" She pleaded. Samantha turned away again, trying to hide her tears. Her mother tries to hold her, but Samantha pushed her away."I won't be happy without you, Samantha. You know how much I love you. I-I still want to see you on our wedding day. And I h-hope we can still be together."~In a extravagant penthouse, Gabriel looks at his friend Tristan who's playing the tip of the glass and drinks slowly while looking outside the window with a mischievous grinned on his lips."You are acting weird this passed few days, bro!" Gabriel finally snaps. Tristan chuckled quietly as he continues to stare outside."Is it still because of the woman you are telling me?" Tristan put down the wine glass, and stared back at Gabriel."There's just something different on that girl," he whispered. A smirked grows bigger on his lips, as he remembers Samantha, moaning in pleasure.The day of Samantha's mother wedding arrived. Though she really don't want to be there, she just can't help pitying her mother who always tries to make her understand that it's already her new life. Everything is indeed extravagant. The decorations, the tables, the flowers, the food…The golden theme made it obvious that her mother's new love of life is a billionaire. There are plenty of rich guest who were there, along with a few of their friends and families.Samantha simply adjusted the veil of her dress, as she stared emotionless at her mother standing beside Mr. Benjamin. She actually doesn't know a lot about him. One thing she's sure is that she doesn't like him at all despite him being a well known billionaire of their city. She just stood there, listening to their introduction, while she can't still put out in her mind, what would be the life she'll have if only her mother and father tried to fix their broken marriage?"Everyone...""Ladies, and gentlemen. I also want you to
"No, I will stay here on our apartment, Mom." Samantha turned her back om the kitchen counter and continued unpacking the groceries she bought. She's talking with her Mom though phone call since she's still with his stepfather celebrating their marriage out of the country. "Honey... Don't you want to get along with your step-brother." Her hands tremble as she puts another bag into the fridge. Just by thinking that Tristan and her will live under the same roof it feels like a weight being put onto her shoulders that will be crushing her in the future. "That would be a nightmare, Mom.""Sam... Don't talk like you know Tristan well already. He's a good man. He's hardworking, responsible. Even though he's really a workaholic man, you'll definitely enjoy being with him." Samantha rolled her eyes then whispered..."And he's definitely a play boy, more than a fuck boy.""What? I didn't hear you, Sam." She pursed her lips. "N-Nothing, Mom. Just please don't worry about me. I'll be fine her
Samantha secretly rolled her eyes while looking on the view outside Tristan's window car. She's sitting in the passenger seat after refusing to seat on the front seat beside Tristan. The space between them filled with long silence. Samantha glance at Tristan arms on the steering wheel, while tapping the fingers on the leather surface lightly. After some hours the car drove inside the tall gate that lead into a mansion.After parking the car outside the house, he turns off the engine and exit the vehicle first. Samantha immediately get out of the car, she didn't wait for him to open the door for her. "I can do that." Samantha get her baggages on Tristan's hands. He raises his eyebrows. "Follow me," Tristan simply stated and walked toward the mansion without saying anything more.They walk through the garden which leads to the grand entrance. There's a beautiful chandelier hanging from the ceiling illuminating everything around her. Samantha's eyes widen in awe as she took a few ste
"Thank you," the newly hired maid put all the dishes on the dining table. Her long, dark hair was tied into a neat braid down her back. She wore a plain white dress with a red ribbon around it, Samantha can't set aside her thoughts that Hudson family is really elegant in anyways. It's been a week since they arrived home after they celebrate their wedding abroad. Samantha just stared at the food in front of her, until..."Oh, here's Tristan," her mother said. Samantha's eyes darted at Tristan who's now handsomely walking downstairs while putting the expensive watch on his left wrist. Her eyes widened when he noticed that it's Patek Philippe Grandmaster Chime, the most expensive watch in the world. Tristan walked towards the table and sat in front of her. Before he could say anything though, her father spoke. "Is it a miracle? For the first time you join us for breakfast," Benjamin, Samantha's step-father said in surprised. "Hmm, I just want to eat, nothing special," Tristan replied
It's Samantha's first day of training as Tristan's secretary. Before going out of her room she looks at the large mirror in front of her as she fixed up the collar of her white blouse, smoothing it down until it's almost perfect before tying up her hair and pulling it back into a high ponytail. The blonde ends are neatly tucked behind her ears."You can do it, Sam. It's one of your dream to have a brother right? You have it now, don't ruin the chance..."After taking one last look in the mirror to check that all is well with herself she exits her bedroom. Her breath seems to catch in her throat when she sees Tristan standing next to her Mercedes-Benz S-Class. She's surprised to see him there after thinking that he already go ahead of her. "Why are you still here?" she said, trying to hide the way her heart was beating erratically against her chest. "Your Mom, told me to wait for you." Samantha nodded and looked away from him, when she noticed Tristan's eyes lingering over her body.
Gabriel, Tristan's best friend, decides to pay his friend a surprise visit, since it's been weeks since they've seen each other because he also busy managing their business. With his usual cool looks, he strolls through the office, exchanging friendly greetings with the employees who recognize him. His charisma is also legendary wherever he goes that's why he doesn't understand why Sandra, his fiancée's blood always boils when it comes to him. He's known Tristan for years and is a familiar face around the office. They're indeed a best buddy especially when it comes on hunting women for fun. With a casual grin on his face, he approaches Tristan's office, ready to catch up with his friend.Gabriel swings open the door to Tristan's office, expecting to see his friend immersed in work like usual. He really knows how workaholic he is. But instead he finds something that makes him stop dead on the ground with a surprised look on his face.Tristan cornering Samantha against the wall. The r
The office was quiet, the only sound being the soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional rustle of papers. Tristan was seated behind his desk, his eyes focused on the screen of his laptop. Samantha who's seated across from him, her notebook open, ready to take down any instructions, can't avoid to glance nervously on his furrowed thick brows. Lately, she can still able to joke around but after sometime the surrounding's seems to be suffocating. "Firstly, you need to manage my schedule," Tristan began, his voice cold and business-like. He doesn't even look at her."Ensure that there are no clashes and that I have adequate time between meetings for breaks." Tristan continued in a monotone, as he continues reading the document. His tone is uncharacteristically stiff, Samantha notes. She wonders what could've been happening to make him act like that. The Tristan she knows for now, is someone who always make her irritated because of his signature mischievous expression. "Sec
Tristan's heart pounded in his chest as he picked up the photograph. He remembered the moment it was taken. It was when he had almost kissed Samantha, forgetting for a moment that she was his stepsister."I received this picture earlier," Benjamin began, his voice stern. "Care to explain?" His father leaned forward in his seat, watching Tristan intently. He looked at his father, his mind racing. He knew he had to tread carefully."Samantha and I were just enjoying the evening, Dad. Besides I just don't want to pressure her since she's just my new secretary," he said, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him.Benjamin looked at his son, his gaze piercing. "I've known you long enough to know when you're lying, son," he said, his voice low. "You're too close to Samantha in this picture. Too close for a brother and sister." Tristan swallowed hard, his gaze dropping to the photograph in his hands. He knew his father was right. His feelings for Samantha were unexplainable and it