Chapter 014

14.

“The handing over ceremony will be held tomorrow. Do you have any speeches to make, or do you want to announce the fact that you will be getting married to Ms. Salvador soon?” Seth asked Aiden, who swayed from left to right on his chair.

“Announcing to the whole world that I'm about to get married to her is a childish thing to do, Seth, don't you think?” he asked, hinting on something, and Seth was able to grab what he wanted to say.

He laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his head. “If that's the case, then do you want to make a speech? Mr. Salvador personally requested you say something. Are you going to turn him down?”

“Why would I turn down my future father-in-law?” he smirked. “Sure, I'll give a speech. After all, my wife is about to become the CEO of Salvador's company. I should give her my support at least,” he muttered and stood to his feet. Seth looked at him, his expression curious.

“Where are you going?”

Aiden knitted his brows. “Isn't it obvious? I'm going to see Samantha. I should at least give her some words of encouragement before tomorrow night.” he smirked, picked up his car keys and started heading out.

Seth, who knew Samantha would be annoyed to see Aiden, ran after him. “But sir, you have a meeting with the board of directors by 12pm.”

Aiden stopped in his tracks and turned around, a hint of annoyance in his voice. “Reschedule it, Seth. This is more important. I need to see Samantha before tomorrow night.”

Seth nodded, knowing better than to argue with Aiden when he had made up his mind. “Okay, sir. I'll reschedule the meeting. But please, be careful. Samantha doesn't look like she likes seeing you.”

Aiden chuckled and patted Seth on the back. “Don't worry, I can handle her. I'm her fiancé, after all.” With that, he walked out of the office, leaving Seth to wonder what Aiden was getting himself into.

Aiden arrived at the Salvador mansion, knowing Samantha was likely to be preparing for the upcoming ceremony. He walked in, greeted by the familiar opulence of the foyer. Linda, who was still busy working on getting Samantha's gown delivered, gasped on seeing him.

“Mr. Callymore, what a surprise. Please come and have a seat.” she gave him a slight bow.

“Is Samantha in?” he asked, ignoring her kind gesture.

“Yes, Samantha is in her room, going over some papers. I can go call her for you if you want.”

“No need for that. Just take me to her room.” he requested.

Linda nodded. “Right this way,” she gestured for him to follow her and he did. When they got to the door leading to Samantha's room, Linda smiled at him and walked away.

He placed a soft knock on the door. “Come in,” her voice came from inside, and he opened the door slowly. He walked into the room, where Samantha sat on a couch, surrounded by documents and notes. Her expression was intense, her brow furrowed in concentration. He smiled at how cute she looked.

“Linda, don't tell you've already placed an order for that gown and are back to disturb me,” she spoke up, expecting a response, but she got nothing. She paused what she was doing as a familiar male cologne hit her nostrils.

She looked up, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Aiden? What are you doing here and how in God's name did you get into my room?” she asked, her tone firm but not unkind.

Aiden approached her, his hands in his pockets. “I knocked, you answered, and I came in.” he answered, his tone teasing.

Samantha frowned. “You know what I mean. What are you doing here?”

Aiden smiled, his eyes locked on hers. “I came to see you, Samantha. I wanted to offer my support before tomorrow night. You're going to do great, you know that?”

Samantha raised an eyebrow, her expression unyielding. “I don't need your encouragement, Aiden. I can handle this on my own.”

Aiden chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers. “I know you can, Samantha. But I want to be here for you. I would like to support you, as your partner. Isn't that how it's supposed to be?”

Samantha snorted, her expression unimpressed. “You would like to support me? You're the last person I need support from, Aiden,” she blurted out, and he couldn't help but laugh.

“What's funny?” she folded her arms with a frown on her face.

Aiden didn't want to boast about anything, so he just shook his head and decided to be calm with her. “Samantha, we're getting married soon. We need to work together if we want this to work out.”

Samantha laughed, her eyes glinting with amusement. “You really are something else, Aiden. You think a piece of paper and a ring is going to change everything? You're wrong. I'm still the same person, and I won't let anyone, including you, get in my way. I was busy before you came in, can you leave now?”

“I'll leave when I feel like it. I came to see you, and you're chasing me away already. You didn't even give me a seat or even water. Where are your manners?” he shook his head and looked around, while Samantha just glared at him.

Her eyes suddenly went to a hanger in her room where she had placed her bra and panties. She had wanted to put them away, but had to do something urgently and had forgotten.

Her face suddenly flushed, and she prayed earnestly for Aiden's eyes not to go there. It seemed the universe was not on her side as Aiden took a seat on the second couch that was facing directly to the hanger.

She quickly stood up and rushed to stand in front of him. Aiden looked at her, confusion etched into his features.

“What's going on?” he got a hint that there must be something she was hiding, and her expression gave her away as well.

“Nothing. I just want you to leave.” she answered immediately.

Aiden saw how red her face was and massaged his temple as his eyes narrowed. “What is making you blush so hard?” he wanted to look, but she blocked his gaze with her body.

Whatever direction he turned his head, she would block it. Aiden wanted to stand up, but she unconsciously rushed and pinned him back to the couch, sitting on his lap in the process.

Samantha's face was burning with embarrassment as she tried to hold Aiden down, her hands on his shoulders. “Aiden, please just leave! You're making me uncomfortable!” she hissed, her voice low and urgent. She hadn't even realized what she was doing.

Aiden chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “You're an inpatient one, aren't you?”

Her eyes snapped open, and it widened when she realized what she was doing. Aiden smirked at her expression. She wanted to get up, but he held her in place. “What are you doing? Let me go!” she demanded, her voice firm, and her heart beating rapidly.

Aiden's smirk widened. He leaned in and whispered into her ears. “What if I don't? Are you going to take my clothes off?”