Chapter 13
Samantha“WHY do you have to do that?” I asked him with rugged breathing. He could've pushed Lucian away, but he didn't, instead he beat him up and if not for Jacob, he wouldn't stop.
Dylan grabbed both of my arms and glared at me with raging eyes. “You don't want me to beat him? Why? Because you're having an affair with him?!”
I clenched my fist and looked at him with disgust. “You're insane, Dylan.”
He laughed like a devil and gripped my arms tighter. His jaw clenched. “Oh, sweetheart. Yes, I am insane because no one in his right mind will do this.”
I was about to push him away when he pushed me on the wall and attacked my lips. I gasped when he bit my lower lip, causing it to bleed. His hands started wandering in my body as my heart started pounding in fear.
My hands started shaking, but the thought of feeding his fetish by seeing me in fear froze me. No! I can't show any more fear.
With all my courage, I pushe
Chapter 14Samantha I'M so thankful that Dylan wasn't able to go home tonight. His absence calmed me, and it will surely make me sleep soundly tonight. Just the mere thought of not having him around makes me wanna jump in happiness, I just hope he completely disappeared in my life. After dinner, I went back to the bedroom. I tried sleeping early, but I couldn't, so I went to the living area only to see Jacob in the couch, he's drinking while puffing a cigarette. Slowly, I went to him and sat on the couch across him. He sat straight and stared at my eyes. “Why are you still awake, Samantha?” I wanted to ask why he dropped the honorifics that he used to call me, but that wasn't important. “Do you need something?” he added another question, which I also refused to answer. I don't have anything to say, and I can't think of anything apart from staring at him without feeling embarrassed. His forehead creased. “Samantha?” I
Chapter 15Samantha “I WILL BE attending a party, you have to come with me.” Dylan said with an authority. He's facing the mirror while drying his wet hair. He just got home, and I'm so happy that he didn't think of touching me tonight. He then glanced at me through the mirror and glared. “Didn't you hear me?” I heaved a sigh and got off the bed. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. When I came back, Dylan is sitting at the edge of the bed and there's a red evening gown on the bed. “Wear this.” he coldly said and left. I just heaved another sigh and grabbed the dress. He's taking me with him, I don't know if I should be thankful about that because I can distract myself from thinking about Jacob's confession. I haven't seen him tho, he's always avoiding me, which is good because I will do the same if I saw him. After putting a light makeup, I went to the living area. Dylan quickly grabbed my hand and dragged me out
Chapter 16SamanthaJACOB keeps on glancing at me while we're going home from the party. Dylan is beside me, and he's fast asleep—completely drunk. I rolled my tongue over my lips as I glance at Jacob through the rear mirror. He caught my stare, and he smiled—showing me his perfect set of teeth and beautiful smile that could make any woman fall for him.I still can't believe that he likes me—even if I'm like this. I'm miserable and broken. How did he end up liking someone like me?The whole ride was silent. When we reached the house, I stared at Dylan—trying to figure out if I have to wake him up or just leave him here sleeping.The door beside me was pulled open. I turned my gaze at Jacob, who's staring down at me. “Let's go inside, so you can take a rest.”I pressed my lips together. “How about him?” and then I turned my gaze back to Dylan beside me.“Let him be.”
SamanthaJACOB and I spent the whole day inside the house. We cleaned together, even if he's convincing me to just sleep and rest. Being the hardheaded woman I am, I ignored him and just continued vacuuming the floor. He was wiping the glass windows and just heaved a sigh after I ignored him for the nth time.After cleaning the windows, he went to the kitchen and started cooking our lunch. My eyes followed him—narrowing and fixing my gaze on his prominent and handsome face. A smile unknowingly formed in my lips. Having him around calms me, yet it makes me nervous and scared. I feel it would be better not to exaggerate my thoughts, but I can't help it. He suddenly confessed his feelings for me when it's not the right time yet. We just met, but, nevertheless, I should trust this man who shows so much care and love to me. I could give my all if needed, but I have to be certain about his feelings for me—to avoid another heartbreak.I dropped the vacuum a
SamanthaDYLAN came back home with a raging face. He immediately went to me and pointed a finger that I almost kick him. I don't like anyone pointing a finger at me. That was just disrespectful, and I hate it to death.“You!” he growled at me. “Your bastard of an ex sued me! What did you say to him, huh?!”My lips parted in shock. Lucian sued him? Damn! What the hell was Lucian thinking? Dylan could get away with this easily. That was one hell of a wrong move!Dylan was about to slap me when Jacob interfered, “Sir, there are police officers outside, and they're looking for you.”I swallowed hard and looked at Jacob. He shifted his gaze to me as soon as Dylan left us to face the officers. Jacob's jaw clenched as he stared at me intensely. I slowly shook my head, not wanting to involve him in this mess.He heaved a sigh after the tension and withdrew his stares.I shifted my eyes to the window, where
SamanthaDYLAN came back with police officers behind him. My lips parted in shock after he welcomed the officers and politely offered them a coffee, which they refused. He then darted his eyes to my direction and smiled, “Hello, my dear wife.”He went to me and gently kissed my cheeks. He faced the officers, “You see, officers. There's no way that I'd hurt this beautiful lady beside me after I chased her for years just to gain her trust. That complainant you're talking about must be crazy,”I couldn't speak. Now, I understand what's happening. The two police officers are here to look after us after someone reported that Dylan is hurting me. They probably did not find any concrete evidences against Dylan to file a case, so they're here, watching his move.“Sweetheart, someone accused me of hurting you. I know who was it. Probably, he's jealous because you fell in love with me after he left you,” Dylan heaved a sigh and s
SamanthaTONIGHT is Dylan's birthday celebration. Everyone in our mansion are greeting us as they spend the night with my evil husband who's smiling like a freaking angel—hiding his true colors rotting smell of evilness.“So, my wife here needs so much care. We aren't really expecting this to happen. L-Losing a child is—is so h-heartnreaking.”I stared blankly at Dylan's face. He's acting as if he was really hurt and brokenhearted. I pressed my lips together and went upstairs. I don't wanna talk with those people. They won't help me, anyway.I lazily dropped my body on the bed and squeezed my eyes closed. Few minutes later, and I heard the sliding door in the balcony of the bedroom. I turned my gaze to that direction and my eyes widened in shock. “Jacob?”Jacob is standing by the sliding door, and he's holding a one tulip flower. He smiled and handed me the flower. “Good evening, beautiful.”
SamanthaI FELL asleep on the bed after Jacob left. When I woke up, it's already morning. I did all my morning routines and went downstairs. Jacob is cooking breakfast when I entered the kitchen. Dylan is on the dining table, sipping on his coffee. He quickly pulled me to sit on his lap when he noticed me. He pulled my nape and tried to kiss me on my lips, but I moved my face and his lips landed in my cheeks.He firmly gripped my arm. “What's your problem?”I looked at him and pulled myself up. He glared at me after I took a step back.“You have the responsibility to make me feel better, Samantha! Kiss me, now!” he demanded.I didn't move. I didn't even flinch on his angry remark. I just stared at him blankly, and it made his anger worse.He rose from his seat and was about to hit me when I lifted my face and angrily snorted at him. “Go on! Hit me! Create a visible bruise and wound in my face. Go on, Dylan