Chapter 3: Step-brother

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 meet my gorgeous daughter, Samantha Hudson. Well, I think it's suitable to change her surname now into Samantha Hilton." She's surprised when she heard her name being introduced by her mother. Everyone in the audience clapped and cheered while Samantha simply stood there awkwardly, until her mother signaled her to join them on stage.

Despite the hesitation, Samantha managed to walk towards the stage without breaking her poker face. She stood behind her mother and tried to calm herself as Mr. Benjamin, her now step father approach her with a tight hug.

"Oh honey, you look beautiful. I'm happy you decided to be there. For now, please call me, Dad..." Samantha force herself to smile. She didn't dare to speak, until Mr. Benjamin took the microphone to her mother.

"I know all of you knows my one and only son. And even I feel a little annoyed because he's just too late again like the usual, I still want to also call him and join us here on stage for acknowledging his support in this important day of my life."

"My son, Tristan Hilton." Samantha winced, while tapping her feet on the ground feeling bored, but her eyes widened and her world seems to stopped from spinning when her eyes darted on her stepfather's son.

The man she had her one night stand is the same person who's now walking towards the stage with a big smile plastered on his face.

He wore a suit with a white button up shirt, with a tie around his neck and black shoes. His hair was perfectly styled on his head and he's really looked handsome, making other girls around giggles.

"What the heck?" Samantha whispered to herself. She put down her head, trying to calm herself. She's just praying that Tristan won't notice her. But her heart started to beat faster when he stopped before her, extending his hand towards her.

"Finally..."

"Nice meeting you, Samantha." She swallowed hard, while trying to avoid his gaze.

"Honey..." She looked at her mother, her palms are now sweating. She 's afraid that she will faint because of all these emotions running inside of her. Her heartbeats became louder and before she can't afford to find herself collapsing on the ground. She immediately turned around and run as fast as possible towards the exit of the venue.

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"Seriously?!" Evelyn exclaims while looking at her friend. Samantha nodded and let out a deep breate.

"I don't know why to alk the people in this world, it must be him! Damn it! The man I had my one night stand is my step-brother?"

"I-It's disgusting, Evelyn!" she yells as she almost slams her head on the table. Her best friend sighed and patted on Samantha's shoulder while smiling sympathetically. Minutes later, Evelyn phone rang.

"Sam...Your mother is calling."

"Answer the call, but don't tell that I am here with you." A few minutes later, her mother's voice came through the phone.

"Hey dear, are you with my daughter? She isn't answering her phone." Evelyn simply glance at Samantha who's still look upset.

"I'm sorry, Auntie. But Sam, is not with me now. A-And I thought she's with you now, right?"

"Yes, Evelyn. But she suddenly walked out. And I'm worried about her."

"I'm sure she's fine, Auntie. She's already old enough. No worries, I'll tell you when she shows up here. By the way, congratulations, Auntie."

"Thank you, Evelyn." The call ended. After a few moments Evelyn put the phone down. She looks at Samantha who's still looking down.

"Are you okay?"

"No." Samantha stays quiet for a moment and stares at her friend. They both stayed silent for a moment.

"I-I don't know what to do Evelyn. That fucking man even have a guts lately to extend his hands on me. What does he want to expect for me to do, hug him?" She lets out another sigh. Evelyn nods her head and put her hand on top of Samantha's arm, rubbing it gently.

"Then what are you planning to do? I mean..."

"Both of you already had sex. Are you sure she remembers you?" Evelyn stops massaging Samantha's arm when she finished speaking and gave her a questioning look.

"Arghh!" Samantha groans while covering her face with her arms in frustration.

"I-I don't know. B-But there's something in his smile, like he's planning something bad." Evelyn frown at Samantha's words. She stands up.

"Alright. Listen carefully, Sam..."

"Maybe it's just better if you put in your mind that— By the way, what's his name?"

"T-Tristan."

"Okay! Just think that he doesn't remember everything that happened between you and him that night."

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"You are too late again, bro!" Gabriel exclaimed. Tristan laughed softly before shrugging.

"I'm just busy spoiling my businesses," he replied nonchalantly.

"So, what's going —" His eyes widen as soon as they landed on the lady standing beside his step-mother. His jaw drops open in surprise.

"Are you okay?"

"Who's that woman?" he asked in low tone, pointing his finger to Samantha. Gabriel tapped his shoulder.

"Your step-mother's daughter. Just say, your step-sister, Samantha." Tristan licked his lower lip, while he feels a sudden disappoinment and mixed of emotions.

"What the hell..." he whispered, his eyes still fixed on Samantha.