Samantha’s POVI thought this nightmare was over, but it wasn't. Romulus hadn't forgotten about me. And my mom handed me the letter in front of Henry, I knew he noticed how nervous I got, but as soon as we got to my apartment, he asked. It was time to tell him what was going on.After making sure Enzo and Clara were well settled and already in bed, I took a quick shower and found Henry in the bedroom, sitting on the bed waiting for me. I got the letter my mom had given me from my purse and the previous ones from the dresser and went to bed.I opened the new letter before speaking and started trembling, unable to hold back my tears. It was another threat, and now he was threatening him too. Henry pulled me to his chest and ran his hands along my back, trying to calm me down."Can I see that letter?" he asked, and I nodded. He kissed the top of my head and took the letter, reading it aloud. "Miss me, my dark beauty? You better stop seeing that worthless rich boy. You're mine, Samantha. A
Manuela’s POVI was loving my new job. Working with Henry was great too, but here in Alexander's office was a whole different level. I had many more responsibilities and it was more challenging. At Henry's, I worked in sales and it was good, but I was getting tired of selling, so taking on this role here was fantastic because I wasn't just a secretary, I had more duties."Little Key, I like seeing your dedication. You catch on to things so quickly!" Rick complimented me while handing me some papers. "You already know what to do with these.""Thanks, Rick, I'm so happy to be here!" And I really was, until that elevator opened.Detective Bonfim and Detective Moreno stepped out of the elevator. I hadn't seen Flavian since he left my house Saturday night. And there he was, coming towards me with a smile. My legs were already wobbly, thankfully I was sitting down. He's a gorgeous man, a giant over six feet tall, with those muscular arms and that bad boy face that drove me crazy with the des
Henry’s POVAfter having lunch with Samantha, I went back to the office and called Melissa to my room."Speak up, you player. How was lunch with Sam?" Melissa walked in and sat down in front of me."Melissa, why didn't you tell me about the letters Sam received from that guy?" I asked seriously."Because she asked me not to tell, since she caught you with another woman," Melissa spoke calmly, and I huffed."I can protect her, Mel," I argued, and this time it was Melissa who huffed."You were a jerk to her, Henry! Wake up!" Melissa could be cruel when she wanted to. "It's because Sam is too nice, because if it were me, I would have already made you pay for it.""Melissa, don't put twisted ideas in Samantha's head!" I warned."Then behave yourself, Henry. Or I'll turn Sam into a witch to torment you!" Melissa was laughing, enjoying my suffering. "What are you going to do to help her?""I asked my head of security to investigate and try to find out who's sending the letters. She received
Samantha’s POVI needed a lot of self-control not to beg Henry to fuck me in that naughty and delicious way he did that drove me crazy. But I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction.Especially since the Social Club manager told Melissa that he hadn't found the footage she requested and would need more time to check the backup copies. So I still didn't know what happened between him and that slut Isabella in that parking lot the night before Catherine's wedding. And until I found out, I was going to play hard to get.But I confessed it was hard not to laugh at his face when I said I wanted to sleep. He knew me well, knew I had lots of stamina and wouldn't give in after the first round. It was hilarious to see his expression.After he went into the bathroom, I sneaked up very quietly and spied on him without him seeing me. He had a huge erection and was taking a cold shower that wasn't calming anything down. When I noticed he was about to start masturbating, I entered the bathroom pr
Henry’s POVI was like a caged animal. Samantha went too far tonight. Not wanting to have sex with me, I respected that, but feeling me up to keep me excited while preventing me from taking care of myself - that was just cruel.I was very irritated, almost having a breakdown. Anything today would make me explode. My night had been hellish. Melissa had already given me one of her famous lectures today. I was looking out the window, pacing back and forth in the office, when Julia came in with a coffee mug."Good morning, Henry! Had a rough night, huh?!" Hearing this, I narrowed my eyes at her as she started laughing."How do you know?" I dared to ask."It doesn't take much to tell, look how agitated you are!" Julia handed me the mug. "But lucky for you, I like you and I heard something that'll interest you.""I'm listening!" She had my full attention."I'll tell you, and you'll use this information to fix your situation with Samantha, because she's the right woman for you, but if you mes
Samantha’s POV"Samantha." When I left work, I found Hebe's driver waiting for me."Hi, Alfonso. How are you?" I greeted him with a smile. He was a very friendly elderly gentleman who always had a welcoming smile on his face."Very well, thank you. And you, miss?""I'm fine. Thank you. But what brings you here?""Ah, I had the privilege of being assigned to pick you up today and take you home. It seems Mr. Martin isn't feeling very well.""Oh my, what happened?" I found it strange; he only seemed nervous this morning. But I'd gone all day without hearing from him, which was unusual."I have no idea. Shall we?" Alfonso opened the car door for me."Of course."The journey was peaceful; Alfonso is a very pleasant person and chatted with me the whole time. When he dropped me off at the door, he gave me the house keys, saying Henry had asked him to deliver them to me. I passed by the security guards and went inside.I saw Henry lying among the cushions in the living room, covered with a thr
Melissa’s POVI've been in this archive room for a week now, and I'm starting to feel archived, dusty, and obsolete myself. The worst part is that this seems like it's going to take longer than I thought. But what can you do? Work is work.I was sighing from boredom when my cell phone rang on the desk, and I smiled seeing the name light up on the screen."My handsome daddy! I've missed you!" I said when I answered."Are you sure you miss me? You never call! Last week I didn't even get a short message from my little girl! That hurts, Mel." My father put on his usual dramatic act."Oh, Dad, I've just been really busy with work.""Is Henry exploiting you?" My father said mockingly. "Or is he the one taking orders from you?""No, Dad, I'm still the one bossing him around!" I smiled. "But he decided to dig up a dinosaur.""What do you mean?""Well, a stone-age company that's going to be a client again, but all the information is on paper, and I'm putting everything into the system. Since it
Samantha’s POVI could hardly believe Henry had the nerve to lie to me so blatantly. I was furious! When Melissa called to tell me how he had set up a punishment for her and played sick to make me feel guilty, I wanted to kill him. But Melissa convinced me to be smart about it.He was going to pay! He came to pick me up after work, and I got into the car completely silent. I would teach him a lesson at home!"Sam, I know you know," he started speaking as if walking on eggshells, but I remained silent. "Sam, talk to me.""At home, Henry!" was all I said.We got home and I rushed upstairs. I took a shower and put on a light blue nightie that was not only short but also see-through, wore a tiny thong, and went to the kitchen while he was showering.I had prepared some juice and dissolved a sexual stimulant pill in his glass that would keep him hard all night long, no matter how many times he came. He was going to learn what it felt like to be in pain.When he came downstairs, I walked tow
Samantha’s POVI was relieved to see my mother was okay. It was incredibly lucky that Enzo ran into her - one of those things that nobody can explain, where some call it luck and others divine providence. But I can definitely say this kid saved me again. After they told everything that happened at the mall and Henry confirmed that the Nicole who was with my mother was the same Nicole who was his ex-girlfriend, everything made sense.And we were heading to the police station - my mother, Enzo, Henry, and me. Honestly, I just wanted to go home, but Flavian asked us to come there, so there was no way around it."Henry, why did Flavian ask us to go to the police station?" I asked, still not accepting that I couldn't go home."Sam, you were the victim of Romulus's setup. It was a fake kidnapping, true, but clearly intended to force you to go to him. Plus, your mother's phone was stolen and used for this." Henry repeated the same thing, but I felt he was hiding something from me."I want to
Flavian’s POVI had to say, this raid on Pipote Hill was only supposed to serve three arrest warrants for homicide, but it turned into a complete mess. Three drug dealers dead and two cops wounded, all because they wouldn't let us in. It was all because of that punk Sandro who decided to set up a drug spot here. I only decided to serve these warrants personally snice one of them was Sandro's drug spot manager, and I wanted information about this Romulus guy.At least no civilians were hit. People keep talking about stray bullets, but there was no such thing - there are only bullets that find their targets, and innocent people became those targets, which really upsets me. But fortunately, this time no innocent civilians were shot. Though one of the subjects named in the warrants died - he was one of Sandro's soldiers. We arrested the other two. That was six fewer criminals on the streets."Let's move out, team!" called the military police sergeant who came to support us. "Detective, I t
Samantha’s POVI was getting increasingly nervous. As the car moved toward my destination, I felt more helpless, scared, and distressed. The taxi driver, a very kind gentleman, watched me through the rearview mirror while keeping his eyes on traffic. He drove slowly and carefully, perhaps due to his age, making sure not to cause any accident.My phone rang and I grabbed it from my purse - it was Enzo. I couldn't answer him, I just couldn't. But he persisted. He always did, and I always answered. I thought it through - if I didn't answer, it would raise suspicions. Sure, Michael must have returned to the company, but he probably thought I was in another department and wouldn't be alarmed yet. Maybe he was still looking for me inside the building. So, it was better to answer Enzo.When he told me he was with my mother, I couldn't believe it. Then he put her on the line, and I heard her voice. I couldn't hold back anymore, started crying, and explained that Romulus had called me from her
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