Samantha’s POVThe rest of the week flew by. I was away from the office for two days and work piled up, so I worked on Saturday to make up for it and get everything back on track.It was strange, but I felt safer at work than in my own home. So going to work on Saturday was actually relaxing rather than stressful.On Sunday, I woke up late, ordered food, and was crying my eyes out watching yet another romantic movie on TV when my phone rang. It was Vincent."Girl, why do you sound like you've been crying?" he asked, concerned."I'm watching a movie, Vince. The leading lady is suffering so much." He laughed heartily on the other end."Alright, sweetie, drop that, work your makeup magic, and I'll pick you up in half an hour," Vincent sounded relaxed."And where are we going, may I ask?" I asked while turning off the TV."I will take you somewhere nice to have a drink and gossip about other people's lives." His proposal was ridiculous and specific as always."I can barely handle my own li
Henry’s POVIt had been a week since I'd been with Sam. I couldn't resist seeking her out, and I gave my heart and soul to her once and for all. I threw myself into her arms - it was the best night of my life because I felt she gave herself completely to me too. But my phone rang, and I had to rush out in the middle of the night.Reynold had been arrested, and my PR team needed me to handle the damage control for all the media coverage the situation might cause. We managed to keep his arrest under wraps and maintain the confidentiality of the investigation, keeping the press away from the matter, but he got himself a good lawyer who got him out of jail within twenty-four hours. And that deeply irritated me.I had left a note for Samantha in the apartment, asking her to reach out if there was any chance of fixing our relationship, but she simply ignored me. All I could feel now was pain, both physical and emotional. I felt sadness, frustration, anger, and even remorse for letting myself
Samantha’s POVDays have been passing more and more slowly. After I had that dream about Henry in my apartment, I felt like something inside me broke completely. And a few days later, he saw me at the restaurant and looked at me with such disgust that it completely shattered my heart. I was suffering more than I thought anyone could possibly suffer.Catherine was in her final stage of pregnancy, and everyone was so excited about the quadruplets that I had no right to burden them with my problems. I visited her every week, but kept my visits brief, avoided spending too much time with the girls, and didn't talk about myself. I dodged them as much as I could; I didn't want them to worry. Similarly, I avoided Enzo, who was always calling me.But I had a very loyal friend. Over the last few months, Vincent had become my confidant; he knew what I was going through since he also had his own pain from abandonment. So we supported each other. He would share his complaints, and I would share min
Samantha’s POVI anxiously picked up my phone with trembling hands, searched for Henry's contact, and made the call. It went straight to voicemail. I looked uncertainly at Vince, and he sighed."The pizza's here. I'll go get it, and you go get ready. We'll eat while you're getting dressed, and then I'll take you to your Romeo's house." Vince was more determined than I was."But what if he's with someone else, Vince?" I asked, feeling a mix of anxiety and jealousy."You kick her butt out and make it clear that man is yours. I guarantee he'll love it." I laughed at the way Vince put it.Vince got the pizza, and I did as he suggested, getting ready while eating. When I was ready, I grabbed my purse, and we left. He stopped at Henry's house, and I asked him to wait a bit in case something went wrong. I got out and went to the gate, but the security guard informed me that Henry hadn't been there for months. Could he have gone back to his apartment?Like a good friend, Vince drove me to Henr
Henry’s POVI got phenomenally drunk last night! I couldn't even recognize myself anymore, I was devastated. I went to Alexander's house to visit the babies, but when I arrived, Samantha was leaving, she didn't even give me a chance to talk to her. I watched her get in the car and drive away, and I stood there for long minutes. I was in limbo, totally crushed. I didn't even enter the house, went back to my car and headed to the hotel.I went to my room and like every other night, I started drinking. I drank! I drank a lot! I drank more than I even realized I had. When I woke up, I was in a bright room and started looking around at where I was. I looked and saw something connected to me, looked around and saw something like IV bags hanging. I ended up in a hospital. But how did that happen? I was locked in my hotel room, hugging a whiskey bottle, that was all I remembered.My head hurt, everything in me hurt. So I lay there looking at the white ceiling and listening to the muffled buzz
Henry’s POVMel and I went to get coffee at the bakery near the office. She gave me a "gentle" warning by pulling my ear.Then she laid down the rules: we would go shopping, work on my appearance, I'd be back running my empire tomorrow, and then she would help me with Samantha. I didn't quite understand what she meant by all this, but if I was already in the rain, I might as well get wet, and since she was offering to help, I'd better take advantage of it.We left the bakery and caught a taxi. We went straight to the hotel where I'd been staying for months."Martin, here's the deal: you're going to take a good shower, pack your things, and leave this hotel right now," Mel said when we got in."Mel, I can't stay in that house without Sam, and if I go back to the apartment, she'll never forgive me.""Oh, I see I'll have to change the order of things." Mel complained. "Fine, I'll help you with Sam today, and Monday you can go back to running your empire.""Are you serious?" I broke into a
Samantha’s POVAfter receiving Melissa's message, I decided to take action, tired of waiting. I went home, took a shower, put on some nice makeup, sprayed perfume, and chose a dress I hadn't worn yet. I slipped on some sky-high heels, ready to get my man back, no matter what hole he'd crawled into. So I called my most faithful ally, Enzo."Auntie, my beautiful! How are you?" Enzo answered in his usual sweet way."I'm anxious and I need your help," I said straight to the point."What happened?" He turned serious."I need to find your uncle, but he seems to be nowhere. He hasn't shown up at the house or the apartment for months," I said almost without breathing."Hold on, auntie." I heard Enzo walk away from the phone. Shortly after, he came back. "Auntie, my mom said he might be at my grandmother's house. Where are you?""I'm at home.""Then get ready, I'll come pick you up soon and we'll go to grandma's.""I'm ready now. And I don't want to be a bother, Enzo.""Auntie, I'm worried abou
Samantha’s POVAfter opening the door, I saw the entire space was illuminated by small lamps scattered throughout. On the ceiling, there was a sea of pearlescent transparent balloons filled with helium gas. From each one hung a white ribbon with either miniature photos of Henry and me, notes with apologies or romantic declarations, or red hearts made of cardstock. I walked around, reading each message and looking at each photo from the many happy moments we shared together.I reached the living room with tears already streaming down my face, and looking ahead, I saw Henry standing there, in that room where we had watched the sunrise and where our fluffy rugs and colorful pillows still remained. He was simply standing there, hands in his pockets, with an anxious look. The ceiling was also covered with balloons carrying photos, messages, and hearts. The same small lamps created a cozy atmosphere.On the side table near the pillows, there was wine, cheese, fruit, and chocolates. Around th
Enzo’s POVBeing a student was getting harder and harder. The English teacher decided to make us read a book that was almost impossible to find. I had to trek all the way across town because out of all the bookstores in the malls, only this one had it. Everyone was complaining that they couldn't buy the book because they couldn't find it. I spent two days on the phone and finally tracked it down. So I rushed to secure my copy to avoid getting a zero on the test that the teacher had already warned us about.But since I was at the mall, I might as well take a little walk around. I bought the book first - I had reserved it, but you never know if someone might accidentally sell my copy, so I went to the bookstore first. When I left, I was walking through the food court when I spotted Aunt Pearl at a café nearby. I had to say hello."What a coincidence! Aunt Pearl, how are you?" I approached and noticed she was with a younger woman who was pretty but strange-looking."Enzo, darling, what a
Samantha’s POVMy bachelorette party was the most fun event I'd ever been to, despite the snake incident. Erica and Emilia had really outdone themselves. However, it wasn't as enjoyable for Henry, who was tense and worried when he came to pick me up.At home, he told me about his suspicion that Isabella had sent the snake, and I was surprised - I hadn't thought that insufferable woman would be so brazen.We spent Sunday at home, resting and just enjoying each other's company. It was nice to have that peaceful moment with him, knowing the upcoming week would be hectic with wedding preparations, even though everything was already set.This week, I needed to get ahead with all my work since I'd be on my honeymoon with Henry the following week. Starting Thursday, I wouldn't be working as I'd be at the beach house overseeing all the wedding setup. I was so busy that during lunch, I just had a quick snack while working and turned Manu away when she came for afternoon coffee.Then my phone st
Romulus’s POVLittle Samantha must have been crazy if she thought she could ghost me like that. I've called several times and she won't answer, where could she be hiding? I needed to teach her a lesson, but this week I couldn't put my plan into action since Sandro needed me to check the accounts at his drug spot.Sandro wanted me to move to the hill, but to be honest, I preferred little Nicole's apartment, it was better located. But there's no way around it, I made a deal with him and he was the boss. He only gave me one more week to sort things out with little Samantha.I would use this week to resolve my situation with little Samantha and deal with little Nicole too. I was running out of patience with her, but it had to look like an accident, after all, she's Sandro's sister. I was going to do the job and blame the old man, but the idiot got arrested and was even trying to go back on our deal. He wanted little Samantha all to himself - that was pure greed.But little Nicole was still
Henry’s POVI arrived at the Social Club with Edward and Enzo. The guys had reserved a room there and they'd gone all out - they'd set up a room with a pool table, poker table, and arcade games, leather sofas scattered around, and a 1950s-style bar stocked with every kind of drink. This was going to be fun and relaxing."So, ready for your last bachelor party bender?" Patrick asked as soon as I arrived."I thought this day would never come." Alexander approached and handed me a glass.Only then did I notice they were all wearing the same t-shirt - a black one with a cartoon of me being dragged by a rope tied to my foot by a cartoon of Sam, with "game over" written below. These guys were acting like kindergarteners.As if the t-shirts weren't enough, they had prepared several activities, and they all involved lots of alcohol. I probably wouldn't remember my own name the next day.I was already slightly drunk when I saw Flavian answer a call and slip out of the room. When he came back, h
Samantha’s POVThe plans for the night were explained, and the girls decided to start the games. Soon we were all seated, and a bowl with folded papers was placed in front of me."Let's start with the lingerie, everyone grabs your box," Erica said, kicking things off."Okay, Sam, you'll draw a paper and read what's written. To win the gift, you have to guess who experienced the situation described in the paper. If you guess wrong, you'll have to share a situation that happened to you. When you open the present, you'll keep your eyes closed and feel around to figure out what it is. Got it?" Emilia explained the rules of the game."Oh my god! Alright, let's begin," I said and drew the first paper. "On my first time, my boyfriend and I watched some movies to learn because it was his first time too. When we tried to do a position we saw in a movie, I accidentally kicked him in the face, and he fell off the bed and broke his nose. I ended the night still a virgin and in a hospital making up
Samantha’s POVThe week had finally ended, and it had been exhausting. Romulus kept calling and threatening me, but Flavian said the wiretap was active and they were gathering lots of evidence, including proof of other crimes Romulus was committing, so he'd be arrested again soon. But it was horrible to keep getting his calls and hearing threats, not knowing what to expect.As if that wasn't enough, ever since he found out that Edward's sisters were organizing my bachelorette party, Henry had been pestering me to know what they had planned, why I'd let them organize the party, and if there would be any kind of wild rituals, as he put it. I assured him I knew nothing about it, but that he shouldn't worry. However, he kept suggesting every five minutes that we should ditch our friends and family and spend time just the two of us. He was driving me crazy with this whole thing, but I wouldn't budge - I was having my bachelorette party, and it would be fun, he'd just have to deal with it.I
Henry’s POVThe week was coming to an end. The days had been challenging, but in a week, I would say yes to the woman of my life, and we would be united in marriage. However, what truly united us was our love. And each day, I loved her more.If someone had told me a while back that I would be eager to get married and have a family, I would have called them crazy. But at those days, that was all I felt - eagerness for the wedding, for the arrival of my child, eagerness to get home every day and see the woman of my life smiling at me. I was a lucky man; I had everything that made me happy and even more."Good morning, Henry!" Melissa greeted me with a very cheerful and festive hello."Good morning, crazy girl! What's got you so happy?" I asked, finding her too effusive."Oh, I don't know, maybe a girls-only party tomorrow, or the wedding of history's biggest ladies' man next week..." Melissa pondered, looking up with a pen in her mouth, making me laugh."Mel, what's going to happen at th
Reynold’s POVI was still wondering how that idiot Henry managed to get to that hotel. When Samantha walked in, I was sure she was expecting to meet him, and just by her being there, I knew she hadn't talked to that fool. But somehow he found out and ruined my plans.And that wasn't all - he showed up with that brute of a detective who immediately started pushing me around. God, that detective's hand was heavy; the punch he gave me in the face still hurt.I just wanted my night of pleasure with Samantha, and I wasn't willing to share my first time with her with that little thug Romulus. I made a deal with him, but I wasn't interested in waiting until he felt like letting me fuck that hot piece. So I handled it my way - borrowed some money from Reuben and put my plan into action. I remembered the lunch at Hebe's house when Samantha was talking about how Henry would make romantic surprises and always give her red roses - such terrible tackiness! But it was useful because she fell for my
Samantha’s POVIt was very difficult to calm Henry down when I called to tell him what happened at the dinner. He wanted me to quit immediately, and it took a long time to convince him that I was safe inside the company.I knew he would rush out of his office to come to my workplace again, which was happening far too frequently lately. Fortunately, it was already the end of the day, so his work wouldn't be left aside once more because of me.Henry arrived in less than half an hour, leaned on my desk, and looked into my eyes - his irritation was palpable."Samantha, I wasn't happy about you working and being exposed to danger before, and now that you're pregnant, I like it even less. We should rethink this," Henry placed both hands on my desk and immediately voiced his concerns."And what do you expect me to do? Stay locked up at home?" I asked calmly. "Because that's not going to happen.""Sam!" Henry threw himself into the chair in front of my desk, completely frustrated. "I don't wan