SamanthaI FELL asleep on the bed after Jacob left. When I woke up, it's already morning. I did all my morning routines and went downstairs. Jacob is cooking breakfast when I entered the kitchen. Dylan is on the dining table, sipping on his coffee. He quickly pulled me to sit on his lap when he noticed me. He pulled my nape and tried to kiss me on my lips, but I moved my face and his lips landed in my cheeks.He firmly gripped my arm. “What's your problem?”I looked at him and pulled myself up. He glared at me after I took a step back. “You have the responsibility to make me feel better, Samantha! Kiss me, now!” he demanded.I didn't move. I didn't even flinch on his angry remark. I just stared at him blankly, and it made his anger worse.He rose from his seat and was about to hit me when I lifted my face and angrily snorted at him. “Go on! Hit me! Create a visible bruise and wound in my face. Go on, Dylan

Samantha's POV:I WAS caressing my still flat tummy. I can't believe that Dylan outsmart me again. He made me pregnant, but I won't tell him about it. To hell with his rights, I won't let him know about the kid.“Samantha,”I looked at Jacob. He's standing by the door frame holding a glass of milk. He smiled. “How do you feel?”I shook my head. “I feel nothing.”He heaved a sigh and entered my room. He handed me the glass of milk. “You should sleep after this milk.”I sipped on the milk and stared at him. “Thank you.”He smiled and caressed my cheeks. “Anything for the woman who owns my heart.”I put the glass of milk on the bedside table and crashed my lips on his. He was in shock but he eventually started answering my wild and wet kisses. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and played with my tongue. I groaned as I straddled his lap and hugged his nape.

Samantha's POV:I WOKE up in the middle of the night feeling uncomfortable. I felt a warm finger caressing my cheek. It was a familiar touch, but something that isn't comfortable for me. It feels like a touch of a devil.Slowly, I opened my eyes and my breathing hitched as I came face to face with a man wearing a devilish grin on his lips. His eyes are sharp and could kill.“Good evening, sweetheart. Did you miss me?”My breathing becomes rugged as I felt his fingers in my neck. I whimpered when he kissed my jaw and licked my earlobe.I gathered all my strength despite my trembling fists and lips. “I-I thought you won't be able to go home for a couple of days?”He chuckled and sat beside me. His eyes darted to me and started raking all over my body that was covered with a white night gown. His eyes bore to me again. “Why? Disappointed that you won't be able to f-ck with him again since I'm here now again?”Fear cons

Samantha's POV:DYLAN is caging me inside a huge house. I don't know who owns this house, but it seems abandoned. I'm scared. I don't know what are his plans, but I'm certain he's caging me here until he's satisfied or perhaps… forever.Disagreeing to my thoughts, I shook my head. That's when I remembered how loud the explosion was. How that huge fire ate the mansion that my grandparents built. How my heart was shattered thinking that Jacob was burned inside the house. It kills me. I wanted to hope, to believe that he manage to escape before the explosion, but that is very impossible when he's sleeping in his room. No! He's alive! I have to think positively. He will come to save me. That's for sure.I hugged myself while sitting at the edge of the bed. Dylan has been keeping me in this room for two consecutive days. This room is literally a cell. The windows have grills and the door is locked from outside. I couldn't escape, oh, I couldn't even think a way

Jacob LeeI clenched my jaw as Dylan grinned. He attacked me again, and I did everything to distract him by trying to make the fight long. I lifted my chin and stared at his bloodshot eyes as if he was under the influence of a drug. Of course, he's using drugs. Who in his right mind would do such thing to his own wife.I wet my lips and balled my fists. I position myself to defense and tilted my head. “Is that all you got, douchebag?”My lips twitched when I saw anger in his eyes. He threw the metal pipe and took something from behind him. I lifted my chin when he pointed a gun at me.“JACOB!” It was Samantha's voice, but i didn't budge. I ignored her as I glued my gaze to Dylan.He chuckled evilly. “I will blow your head off, you bastard. How could you f-ck my wife? What's special about you? You're just a mere bodyguard.”I clenched my jaw. “This mere bodyguard found the beauty in your wife's broken soul, you asshole. How could