A Night with a Billionaire devil

"Samuel's point of view,""How dare you enter my room, Scarlet Neve?" I had been waiting in the room for Clara for two hours, and when she still hadn't shown up, I was about to leave when I heard a noise coming from the bathroom. Is Clara in the restroom? No, this is not possible. Why would she spend two hours in the restroom? I waited outside the restroom door to see who was inside. Although I could not make out the details of what was occurring there, the sound emanating from the bathroom made me feel as though I recognized the voice. But if this is not Clara's voice, who is inside the restroom with a voice that sounds so familiar to me? Curiosity got the best of me, and I ended up opening the restroom door. "I'm sorry, Mr. Oscar; I did not know this was your room." She uttered it in a frightened whisper. When I opened the bathroom door, I overheard her saying on the phone that she had come to this room simply for money; therefore, I am quite certain that she had only come fo

"Samuel's point of view,""Mr. Oscar, Following your instructions, I've brought Scarlett Neve here." I was sitting in my office waiting for her when my PA notified me of Scarlett's arrival. "Well, you still have revealed nothing to her about me, do you?" I closed the open file on the table in front of me. "No, Mr. Oscar, I lied just as you had instructed me to, to bring her here." My PA responded gently. "Okay, you may send her to my office." I put on the coat hanging on my chair and turned my chair in the other direction so that she could not see my face when she entered my office. I never imagined that one day I would summon the girl whose face I never wanted to see again. but all its all i have to do just because of my mother."May I come in, Mr. Brown?" I raised my hand in the air and motioned for Scarlett to enter after hearing her voice. "Mr. Brown, Your PA informed me you were interested in hiring me and that you liked my resume." She took a stride toward my chair. "If yo

"Scarlett's point of view,"I have agreed to marry a man who I hardly even know, giving in to my compulsions. I've either read about Samuel Oscar in business magazines or heard about him on television news programs. Clara never provided me with any precise details regarding Samuel. I feel as though my life is a nightmare in which I keep tumbling down a deep well yet cannot shout because I can't raise my voice high enough. I returned to the hospital and went to my mother's room. However, my mother was not in that room; instead, a different patient was lying on that bed. Where did my mother suddenly vanish? Have the staff members at the hospital discharged my mother? But after agreeing to all of Samuel's demands, why has Samuel interfered with my mother's medical care? "We have moved your mom to the VIP room, Miss Neve.""What?" My mother's nurse told me as I was on my way to ask about my mother at the hospital reception. They moved my mother to a VIP room, but why? "Even the hos

"Scarlett's point of view,""Scarlett, what makes you stare at me so strangely?" Seeing me, the woman inquired. "How are you here?"What this woman is doing in this place is still a mystery to me. "Oh, Scarlett, that's my mother." Samuel spoke in a low voice as he drew near to my ear. "What?" His statements caught me off guard. What have I done, oh no? How am I so careless? I had told all the things of my heart, considering that woman a stranger, but this woman is actually Samuel's mother. "Sorry, Aunty, I didn't recognize you." To conceal my shame, I closed my eyes. "Scarlett, no worries." While embracing me, the woman said. "You can still share all your secrets with me as a friend because my son is unaware of the talk we had that day." She whispered into my ear. "What?" I gave that woman another confused glance. "Scarlett, please call me Mom instead of Aunty;" I can tell that woman is only pretending to be happy. It filled her eyes with many questions, as I could see. "Mo

"Samuel's point of view,""Samantha, please serve breakfast to Madam." She lingered with her bag back to the hallway. "I'll prepare my morning meal." She gave Samantha the go-ahead to enter the kitchen. I am not at all interested in dealing with this girl's temper tantrum, but I am compelled to due to the condition of my mother. I didn't want to see Scarlett's face after that night, but because of my mother's terms, I had to not only propose to her, but also marry her and bring her into this house with me. Since she entered the house, I have felt suffocated. I had to make up many falsehoods to marry her, including the one about my fictitious separation from Clara. I had to present a convincing and false front to her mother. I had to resort to coercion to convince her after she refused my marriage proposal outright. Besides my mother's terms, I had another reason to marry her. She tore up the contract in front of me and tossed it into bits after initially rejecting my proposal. I m