"Can you contact your mom, Ra?" Beatrice asked anxiously. She didn't know what they were actually facing, but everyone helping them to get out of this house seemed tense."Yes. Someone picked her up half an hour ago and said it was Bang Sam's people," replied Beatrice with relief. Anne, who had been waiting for news about Hera's mother, also expressed her relief. "Thank goodness," she said with a sigh of relief. Then she went back to her laptop screen, which controlled several things, especially related to Sam's main headquarters."Boss," Anne greeted as she saw Sam's face appear in the corner of her laptop screen."Is everything taken care of?""Yes. There's a decoy signal left that I'll launch in five minutes," Anne responded.Sam nodded."Has everyone followed what I wanted?""Yes."Again, Sam nodded. "Don't lose sight of Gerald and his men. Contact Ferdi once Gerald's perimeter is crossed.""Understood, Boss." Anne wasn't someone who liked to ask a lot of questions, but Sam's orde
Beatrice was amazed by the scenery in front of her. The clear, tranquil blue expanse of the sea had been filling her eyes for the past half hour. She sat in the yard—whether it was a villa, resort, or some other kind of accommodation, she didn't care. The place was quite spacious, with the backyard directly facing the beach.Beatrice could have run along the shoreline, played with the waves, or simply sat and soaked her feet, waiting for the waves to wash up on the shore. Unfortunately, she didn't want to do any of that.Occasionally, she glanced back, hoping that the person she was waiting for would arrive soon. But... nothing. The person she was waiting for didn't show up. Not a single message, phone call, or news came through. Beatrice sighed deeply, not knowing how many times she had done so."Where could they be?" Beatrice whispered. She closed her eyes again, worried. Very worried. The sound of gunfire had truly thrown her into turmoil. Was Sam hurt?
"What are we waiting for here, then? Do you want to live comfortably without fighting back against Gerald, Anne?" Rocky, a dreadlocked man, asked angrily. "Sam is defending Tony, what about you? Sitting comfortably here, right? Under Sam's protection? If I were you, I wouldn't hesitate to take up arms."Anne sighed in frustration. She glanced at the screen to monitor, but her heart was boiling. The words were not meant to corner her. Anne knew that, but she couldn't leave her post. There were things she had to take care of and ensure their safety.Beatrice."Anne, what's on the screen?" Valdo pointed, immediately diverting Anne's attention there."Gerald?"Anne immediately expanded the range of the available CCTV. "Empty. Flown is empty, Val."Valdo sighed softly. "Did Sam not give any signals? But his car is moving, right?"The girl fell silent. Once again, she clarified Sam's car movement with more accurate captures. "It's them," An
Beatrice didn't know when she fell asleep. Since entering the prepared room, she couldn't immediately doze off. There were many things she did to make her body tired, like pacing around the room. From her room, the door consisting of wide glass led directly to the shoreline. The dimly lit lamps created a unique decoration that Beatrice could feel.Although it was beautiful, there wasn't a single thing she could enjoy.Her feelings were in chaos. The sound of gunfire continued to resonate. She didn't know why her fear was so great, especially for Sam's safety.By the time the clock in the room struck eleven at night, which meant Beatrice had been waiting for Sam's return for over five hours, the man had not yet come back."Where is he?" she whispered. She curled up, hugging the available pillow.Don't ask how Beatrice could feel like this. She hadn't forgotten the insults, the hatred, the annoyance, the anger, and how Sam was far from being a good p
Sam blinked slowly, trying to adjust to the bright light that pierced his eyes. It was so bright. He quickly pulled the blanket over himself because he still wanted to sleep. The fatigue he had been feeling for the past few days had accumulated and needed an outlet."Not waking up yet, huh, Sam?" It was Beatrice's voice that made Sam open his eyes slightly. "Later. I'm still sleepy," he replied briefly. His voice still had that hoarse tone typical of someone who just woke up."It's already nine o'clock, Sam." Beatrice sat at the edge of the bed. "I've prepared breakfast since earlier, and it's getting cold," Beatrice grumbled in annoyance. "Well, whatever. I'm going out.""Sit," Sam commanded, even though it meant he had to actually get up."Just continue sleeping. I woke you up because the breakfast was getting cold." Beatrice was about to walk away, but Sam's voice made her stop in her tracks."Do you hear what I want?" Sam ran his fingers throug
Not yet. Sam hadn't reached his climax. He just didn't want Beatrice to spend too much time playing there. Beatrice still needed adjustment, and he would make her accustomed to it later.Beatrice's small mouth engulfed him entirely. His member entered fully into her mouth. The combination of her slightly thin lips was perfect to provide him satisfaction through her mouth.Seeing Beatrice still looking at him with a longing gaze, her lips open, seemingly given the task to suck, something rose within Beatrice. Sam could clearly see it in her eyes.So what he did now was seize those parted lips in a kiss as passionate and as long as before. Where he also brought his body to fall on top of Beatrice's. Adding a bit of weight with his body positioned right above her.That kiss was met with fervent response. Whereas before, Beatrice only responded with gentle, cautious, and somewhat fearful rhythm, now? Sam found himself grinning in the midst of their passionate
Sam placed a glass filled with thick liquid that he had just sipped. The taste that passed through his throat created a unique sensation. He closed his eyes slowly, letting the wind ruffle his thick hair. His shirt also fluttered aimlessly. The wind was strong today, but sometimes gentle in caress."For once, you've managed to give me a headache, Sam," muttered Ferdi. Without the need for the figure enjoying the crashing waves to turn around, Ferdi could already tell that the man was Sam.Sam sighed softly. "Sit down," he commanded.Ferdi couldn't refuse. Despite snorting and giving Sam a disapproving look, Ferdi still did as the ruler asked."Give Ferdi a glass," Sam said."Understood, Boss." Sam's subordinate standing nearby hurried to fulfill the request. "Here you go, Sir."Ferdi remained silent, staring at the glass that had just been poured with the same drink as Sam's. He leaned back in his chair, straightening his legs. "It's really
Beatrice let out a soft groan. Her body felt sore in almost every part. She couldn't tell what time it was, and she felt reluctant to open her eyes. If it weren't for the sunlight disturbing her, she would prefer to keep them closed.Throughout the day, Sam hadn't allowed Beatrice to even open a window and enjoy the breeze outside. Because of this, Beatrice was determined that if Sam wanted it again, she would firmly refuse.Her body needed some refreshment."Hey," she called out while pulling the blanket slightly to cover the upper part of her body.The call made the man turn and chuckle. "Why cover up like that? I've seen enough."Beatrice furrowed her brow. Her eyes focused on Sam, who appeared to be wearing a shirt."Where are you going?""I have some business," Sam replied, briefly grinning. "Help me, will you?"Beatrice's forehead creased. "Help with what?"Sam chose to approach the girl still sitting on the edge o