Samara 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
Drunk on the sweetness and warmth of their kisses, Samara slowly opened her eyes and caught her young master’s tender and needy eyes. She closed her eyes again when Jasson caressed her cheek and gave her other warm kisses.“Happy anniversary, baby.”“Happy anniversary, Master,” they greeted in unison.A sweet smile draws on Samara’s lips. Her eyes were radiant as she stared at him. It’s been a year now, but she still couldn’t believe she was in a meaningful relationship with her master. It seems like it’s been a while since they painted the town red in the first month of their relationship in the same place— here at Sky Eye. And now that they’re celebrating their first anniversary, Samara has no idea that Jasson would rent out the entire amusement park so that they could use the place alone.They’re actually celebrating it late. Their relationship
Jasson sighed as he surveyed the island. The ocean mirrored the morning’s blue skies and soothed his worries. The island’s lush greenery sent shivers down his spine and piqued his interest.He hasn’t been back to his childhood island for eight years now. The mountains behind their mansion, the rock formations on both sides of their massive home. The trees and the leaves. Fine white sands on the beach and green grass near the house. He misses it all. And in his eight years away on the island, he is now setting his feet just to mend his broken heart.The yacht’s speed slowed as it approached the man-made wood bridge on the left side of the island, which served as its port. The man who maneuvered the steering wheel totally stopped the yacht as it reached the point and came out of the cabin. One of his crew threw a large rope at one of their crew on the boardwalk and tied it to a solid part to prevent the vessel from drifting.
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 the tie and approaches her brother. She knew that Jasson didn't usually wear a necktie, even in the office. Her brother has no patience for wearing that piece of clothing, except during his relationship with Lucy, who was his necktie fixer.“You should dress nicely because I have a surprise for you,” she said as she put the necktie on him and handed him his black suit.But instead of asking, Jasson just nodded while wearing the black suit. “Thank you,” he responded, frowning.The two attended Peter Ross's wedding together. However, instead of heading to the function hall, they went straight to the chapel at the back, where the wed
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 unconsciously drooling over her master’s perfect torso and was startled when her master greeted her.“Good morning. You're awake.”“G-good morning, Master.” She immediately looked away and faced what she was cooking. “You're up. I thought you were still asleep, Master,” she added.“Before sunrise is my wake-up time to jog around the village.” Jasson leaned over to peek at what Samara was doing.Samara panicked because Jasson is on her right back and just inches away from her. She held her breath when she smelled the mint coming from his mouth as he speaks. She used to see him half-naked and almost
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 breath hit his neck, but he ignored it. “Alone, huh?” The woman at his side took the whiskey that should have been his. She sniffed it and then brought it to her sexy lips to sip. “You can't enjoy the night alone, handsome,” she said seductively. Her full breasts, whose cheeks were already exposed due to the deep groove in her v-neckline dress, were practically touching Jasson's right arm. Heretofore, he would probably heat up immediately in this kind of situation; now, he could no longer understand himself. He feels that he is already impotent or can no longer have sex. And it only started that night. Damn it! Jasson glanced at the woman. He knew the lady. Daisy Rosie is a famous actre
“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 in front of his desk.“Yes, Miss Ebasitas?” he commented without glancing at her.Jasson furrowed as his secretary put her hands on the table and leaned forward. “Do you have anything else?” he asked.“You look tired, Master,” her secretary responded in a seductive voice. She bent, even more, causing the cheek of her breast to slightly protrude from her red blouse with the zipper down to the middle of her chest.Jasson simply shook his head and returned his attention to the papers. But his secretary was dead set on doing what she wanted: seducing Jasson.The woman stood up straight and slowly walked towards his back. She put her hands on his shoulders, leaned forward, and intentionally presse
SAMARA looked around the entire mansion. Today is the day of her flight to India. She seems to have been oblivious to the passage of time lately. She even prayed that her 10th-grade year would never end.But it’s just like that. Not all wishes are granted by fate. Instead of slowing down, progress seems to be speeding up every hour. She didn’t realize that she had already moved up from junior high. And she had to leave the island she grew up on.She didn’t know if she would ever come back here or if this would be the last time she would see the beauty of the mansion and the entire island.She looked up at the magnificent staircase in front of her. It was carpeted in crimson, and at the top of the step were new satirs on either side leading to the rooms. There are five guest rooms on the third floor in addition to the twelve rooms occupied by the Luther brothers on the second floor. And the size of each room is no joke.She was the daughter of the Luthers’ female butler and driver, but