Samantha looked at the clock again and sighed. After Evelyn drive her home, she didn't see Tristan again. The house is filled with silence, their parents are not there. They're on a business trip. She thinks about the guilt she saw on Tristan's eyes when he realized his mistake. She's not mad at him anymore, but there's a part in her heart that still annoyed. Samantha just simply hate about Viviana's attitude towards her, not just because he's his fiancee. She feels like there's something wrong with her, when she's around. Despite everything that had happened today, Samantha can't avoid worrying for Tristan, until her phone ring."Hello? Tristan? It almost minutes before midnight, where are you, huh?""Don't you have any plan to go home? If your Dad—" "Samantha, it's Gabriel." The name immediately makes her stopped for a moment. "Gabriel? His friend?" "Yeah," she heard a chuckle on the other side of the line."But why you are the one using his phone? Is there's anything happen?" S
She opened her eyes to see what's happening, only to feel her body trembling in excitement."Oh God..." She whispered."Tristan... Oh fuck!" His tongue enters her mouth and she moans loud. He moves his hand from her breasts to her stomach, and starts stroking her inner thighs. Samantha lets out a shaky sigh and closes her eyes again, enjoying the sensations. Her body starts shivering. She arches her back more.Her breathing becomes erratic and she feels herself getting hard. She feels his fingers rubbing her pussy through her underwear and she can feel his thumb touching her clit, but then he suddenly stopped, seems like he wants to teases her. Samantha then hold the sheets tightly in her hands. She needs to resist the desires she's feeling right now, because she doesn't want to regret it all again, but her body won this time. "T-Tristan, please..." Her voice breaks as she whimpers. Suddenly, her legs started shaking uncontrollably. She looks down, seeing the same thing happening t
"Seriously, bro? Are you that crazy for your stepsister?" Gabriel asked Tristan laughing."Just do my favor, Gabriel. You are going to call Samantha using my phone. Then tell her that we are here, and I am wasted. But you need to go for an emergency, so you going to request her to pick me up here." Gabriel laughed hard. "Tristan! You are not even drunk yet. So, you want me to lie?" Tristan looked at him with a smirk. “Well, that's a part of my plan," he said and took a bit sip on his wine.~"Are you alright?" Evelyn, asked Samantha who's just staring at some decorations they are using to help some of the teachers, a preparation for their alumni party to be held at the later night. "Ah, y-yes," she lied. Everything that had happened last night between her and Tristan flashes in her mind. She can't forget it, and everytime she remembered it, she wants the ground to swallow her. "Are you sure?" "Absolutely," Samantha replied, forcing a smile onto her face. "Just lost in thought, th
Tristan woke up with a sense of lightness. The smile on his face was real as he looked up at the ceiling. He then gently caresses the bed, smirking like idiot while imagining their sexy time yesterday night. He chuckled quietly before rolling out from underneath the covers and getting up.His eyes roved around the mansion, from downstairs, into the kitchen, living room, backyard and on the other part but he did not find a trace of Samantha. "Samantha?" His voice was deep and husky as it was still a sleep deprived man. "Sam?" he called again, only to get no reply. A frown settled on his lips. He tried to call his number but it's out of reach until the night came, he didn't even finish any work from home, because he's deadly worried. "Fuck it! Where did she possibly go?" he growled in frustration. He was about to go out on his working room when his eyes caught the scene on the CCTV monitors that's located in front of the mansion. There he saw a car, pulling into the driveway. He squi
His kisses were slow, sweet and passionate. She felt a shiver run down her spine, her hands went to grip his shirt tightly.She wanted more, so much more, but she didn't dare to act upon it. "What? Sam, you're trying to resist it again? Aren't you tired hiding your feelings for me?" he asked, his deep voice laced with sadness."No, Tristan. Aren't you tired pushing the thought that we have the same feelings?" Samantha retorted."Until when before you can finally accept that we are siblings, nothing more." Tristan shook his head in disbelief. "Do siblings fuck each other? Are they also begging to taste one another's tongues, huh Samantha?" Tristan asked sarcastically while looking at her. Samantha looked away from his heated gaze, knowing what he was insinuating."Look at me Sam. Answer my question..." Tristan said softly as he touched her chin, forcing her to look at him. Samantha firmly closed her eyes for a moment."No, Tristan.""But that doesn't explain the idea of love. I know
Samantha was radiant, her dress hugging her curves in all the right places, her hair cascading down her shoulders in a wave of curls.Kristoffer offered her his hand, and she took it, stepping out of the car with a grace that made tristan's heart ache. he saw the way kristoffer held her, the way he looked at her, and it filled him the feelings of jealous. He wished he could be the one by her side, holding her, admiring her. but he had made his choice, and now he had to live with it.Inside the ballroom, the atmosphere was electric. the guests were all engrossed in their conversations, their laughter echoing throughout the room. but for tristan, the world seemed to have come to a standstill. all he could focus on was samantha, though he didn't let her noticed how distracted he is.As the night progressed, Tristan found himself constantly glancing at Samantha. He watched as she laughed at something Kristoffer said, as she danced with him, as she looked genuinely happy. And it hurt him
After the charity event, Kristoffer couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was off. He had noticed the way Tristan looked at Samantha, the way he seemed to be always watching her. It was more than just sibling affection; it was something deeper, something more intense. It was as if Tristan was in love with Samantha."Finally, my sleepyhead brother decided to go out of his room, but what with that furrowed brows?" He found her in the living room, curled up on the couch with a book. "Viviana," he began, his voice serious."I have something to tell you about your fiancee.""About, Tristan?" She looked up from her book, her eyebrows raised."What is it, my brother Kris?" she asked, setting her book aside. "I think Tristan might have feelings for Samantha," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. She sat up straighter. "What? That's ridiculous," she said, shaking her head. "They're step-siblings." "But saw them last night, the way he looked at her. It was... it was m
Kristoffer stood up from his chair, his conversation with Samantha coming to an end. "Thank you for your time, Sam. I should probably get going," he said, and she nodded at him in return. "It was nice talking to you, Kris," she said, standing up as well. She moved to show him out, leading him towards the door of her office.As she reached out to open the door, she froze. Standing on the other side of the door, his hand raised as if to knock, was Tristan. His eyes widened in surprise as he met Samantha's gaze, and for a moment, everything seemed to stand still."Tristan," Samantha breathed out, her voice sounding like it was coming from the other side of the moon. Tristan just stared at her for a few moments before finally breaking eye contact and turning away. The look of shock in his eyes had faded, but she could still see traces of confusion etched into his features. "Kristoffer? I didn't know that you have a business here in my company?" he tried to sound friendly but it came ou