Of course he knew what she had meant. But she was the wine he wanted. The wine he wanted to share. She was still looking at him in alarm. He interpreted it as fear. Fear of wanting him too. Fear of the emotions and desire burning in her mind. Fear of her naivety. Fear that if they get that intimate, she'd not be able to hold herself. Fear of being so vulnerable to his charms. He turned, deciding to leave, but on a second thought, he moved closer to her. She was his wife afterall. Her head was still in the headrest as her eyes maintained contact and followed his closing movement. She wasn't moving, as if hypnotized by him. Getting to her, he felt her long, wet and silky hair. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as he massaged her scalp gently, touching, feeling. Arranging and adjusting her scattered foamy hair from her face, he leaned closer and closer. Eyes locked. The air wreaked of passion. He lifted her face to him as his face drew within inches of her face. She closed her eyes, pa

Mike frowned as he heard her. He knew all along she was up to no good. He actually didn't want to invite her to the party in the first place. But she was in Italy for a movie shoot, and had insisted to attend. Zeri and Keira clapped excitedly as they heard her dare. "Yeah... Kiss her." They exclaimed in unison. "Hey. Sukey. He's a married man. Savannah is here. How d'you think she'd feel about this?" Vince asked in astonishment. She laughed, obviously enjoying herself. "It's just a harmless kiss. If he can't do it, he'd say so, and serve the punishment." All eyes turned to Mike, waiting for his reaction and decision. But he kept a straight and very relaxed face, sipping his wine peacefully. Seeing his countenance, Sukey assumed he had accepted the dare. She stood up happily and walked seductively towards him. Savannah watched the scene in keen astonishment. Her mind was a conflict of emotions as she watched Sukey walking to go kiss her husband in her presence.

It was 6am. Bright and fair. Sam smiled brightly as he stood before the mirror, shaving. His jaw and cheeks full of shaving cream added to his smile made him look very funny and he laughed at his clownish image reflection. He wasn't supposed to be happy. But he was. He felt purposeful and alive again. Resolve, direction and purpose brewing in him. He took his time, making himself look younger. Rinsing his face, he stepped out of the bathroom to his ringing phone in the bedroom. Seeing the caller ID, he smiled. "Hello boss. A very good morning to you!" a husky voice sounded. "As much as I appreciate the pleasantries, I don't need them. How's it going down there? Have you done it?" He asked, taking a towel to wipe dry his face and hair. " Yes boss. Everything was done as you instructed." He smiled, nodding. "Okay. Tell the boys to lay low and wait for further instructions." He ordered. "Alright boss." Silence as the caller waited. "Where are you right now?" He asked. "

Savannah followed behind the two cute and petite maids. They never stopped talking. "I'm Tina ma'am, and this is Emily. At your gracious service." The taller one did the introductions. "I know. Mike introduced you guys earlier." She said, amused at their tirade. They gasped in shock. "You address sir Mike, your husband by his first name?" Emily asked in astonishment. "Yeah?" She asked in confusion. "Not even hunny? My love? Sweetheart? My heart? Or even my husband?" Savannah laughed uneasily. "Of course not." She answered as they got to a door. "Why?" They asked simultaneously in unbelief. "Is this my bedroom?" She asked, trying to change the topic. "Yes ma'am." They answered and unlocked the door. She was grateful they bought the change of topic. Walking in after them, she stood at the entrance and studied the room. It was just as expected. Spacious, beautiful, colourful and befitting. But she noticed something. It was a room well befitting for just one person

SAM EVENT PLANNERS... Sam dropped the phone sadly. He actually didn't expect her to agree to his request. Although he wished so. It was never his plan to cheat on her. But being a virgin, she was uncomfortable with the whole idea of sex. He had to look outside, to relieve himself. He actually felt she didn't mind his sexual escapades because, she rarely confronted him about it. Hence his almost non-existent apologies. "Damn you Savannah! I'm not letting you go. Not in this life, not even the afterlife." He said. Someone knocked on the door and walked in. One of his staffs. She was holding files and smiling brightly at him. "Good day sir!" she said, standing before his desk. He ignored her, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Seeing his sad countenance, she decided to cut the niceties and go straight to the point, presenting him the documents she held. "I have some documents that need your signature sir. Particularly for district attorney Coop. His wedding is coming