LOGINTo mend his broken heart and forget his ex-fiancée, Jasson Luther decided to go back to the island of Isla Lutherio, where he was born and raised. Nonetheless, instead of resting and easing his thoughts, he grew more upset and concerned when his heart became engaged again— which is when he met Samara, his lady butler, and personal driver's daughter. How can he manage his unwanted feelings toward a young girl? For heaven's sake, Samara is eighteen years younger than he is. He may be accused of being a cradle snatcher, and he may even be mistaken for a pedophile. And to avoid his unexplainable feelings for the girl, he diverts his attention to others—ladies his age. However, the more he avoids his feelings, the more intense they become. He couldn't stand seeing her dissatisfied and sullen expression towards him. He couldn't help being envious of every male associated with the girl. How long can he hold back his feelings for Samara? Will he be able to let her be with another guy despite their feelings for each other? Or will he be able to fight for his love against Samara’s entire clan?
View MoreSamara blinked as the door finally closed. She seemed to have woken up from a deep sleep.Is it just a dream?Did her Master Jasson really kiss her?“Ara, you were only dreaming. What makes you think the master would kiss you?” Samara murmured as she smacked her cheek and grimaced with discomfort from her swat.She was hurt! Means… her eyes widened and touched her lips. And even if she imprints in her mind that she was awake when that happened—she still could not believe it. She closed her eyes and remembered what her master had said before the kiss he had made.Why is he so worried about her? Why did his body tremble so much when he hugged her? And the fear she saw in his eyes.And most of all—why did he kiss her?!Samara could not get up when her alarm clock rang. She only slept for a few hours because she stayed up thinking. But even though she was awake, Samara felt like she was floating in a cloud.She didn't want to get out of bed but finally got up when she remembered that she
JASSON came back and forth inside the conference room as he continued to dial Samara's number. However, after trying a hundred times and still, Samara’s phone couldn’t be reached, he called his housemaid’s number.“Renz, is Ara home?”“Sir, are you not together?”“Damn it, Renz! I am not going to ask you if I was with her!”“S-sorry, sir. S-she is not here yet, so I thought—”Jasson violently grabbed the coat he had taken off earlier and put it on after he hung up the call without saying goodbye.“Where are you going?” Ruth asked, but the response she got was a loud slam of the closing door.At the same time, Jasson called Martin and Mikel to ask them to find Samara.“Relax, maybe she’s just with his friends.”“I called her friends, but they are not with her, Kel, and her phone is fucking unattended!”“Maybe she got stuck in traffic, brother?” and Martin.“If she left the school after Ruth called her, she should be home now. Just find her!” He cut off the call and stomped on the gas p
SAMARA dashed down the stairs to the ground floor. She was panting as she reached the mansion's main door. She brushed her hair with her fingers, calmed herself, and adjusted the strap of her body bag on her shoulder before heading to the garage.She was stunned when she saw her Master Jasson leaning on the driver’s seat door while playing with his keys with his fingers.Jasson turned his gaze toward her the moment he noticed her. “You don't need to hurry, baby.”“You'll be late if I don’t hurry, Master. The road to university and Luther's Empire were opposite. You have to take a U-turn to get to your place. So, if I slow down, you will be late,” Samara explained.Jasson turned to the shotgun seat and opened the door for Samara. “Maybe you forget who I am?” he said after he got in the driver’s seat.Samara raised her brow and said, “You are the CEO, the Boss. And I never forget that. That's why you should set a better example for your employees. If you are always on time, they will be
THE three boys were setting up the desktop computer while Samara searched the bookshelves for books they could use as references. However, Elizha and Cristine seem to have their own world thrilling in their seat.“I really can't imagine! I thought Ara was just too humble when she said she was just a butler's daughter. And what's more exciting, the eldest Luther is the one she serves! OMG! If I were here, I would gladly be a slave too!” Cristine exclaimed.Samara couldn't believe that her friend had such a personality. She knew Cristine for being talkative but not so vulgar.“Hmmm! And you know what? Until now, Ate Gerlie couldn't get over him! She says she didn't see Master Jasson at the exclusive bar where they met anymore. And to think that I've only seen him in magazines in his formal attire, but hell, the garter of my undies loosened when I saw how handsome he is. Then boom! Who would have thought I'd have a chance to enter his house and see him wearing just his swim shorts? My Go
“GOOD MORNING, MASTER. These are the documents you needed to sign,” Jasson’s new secretary said as she entered his office. She came near his office table and placed it in front of him.Jasson’s jaw tightened, but he just ignored her. He waited for his secretary to leave, but she remained standing i
Jasson closed his eyes tightly as the whiskey he was drinking landed in his throat. He slowly lowered the glass, which created a noise over the counter. For some inexplicable reason, he is currently in the exclusive bar and has been like this for a few nights now. “Hi…” a soft voice said, and warm
Jasson's forehead was tangled as he adjusted his necktie, and when he got pissed, he took it off and threw it on his bed, which his sister Anastacia caught up with.“You should get married so you have someone to fix your necktie,” Anastacia teases Jasson as she picks up t
Samara turned to face the kitchen door when she heard footsteps coming and sighed as she saw that Jasson was there, half-naked. He was wearing sweatpants, and his muscular body was glistening with sweat. His hand was busy wiping his wet hair with a white towel.Samara was unconscious






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