All Chapters of DANGEROUS REVENGE : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

She snuggled up in his sturdy, muscular body, with his huge arms wrapped around her tenderly. Their bodies were shielded by the duvet, and there was complete silence in the room. He stroked her hair tenderly and her face turned towards him slowly. “Ryker,” she whispered softly. “Sas,” he called, looking up at her face. “I've missed you,” she whispered again, looking deep into his eyes as their heads rubbed against each other. “Sas, I've missed you too. I missed you more than I imagined,” he uttered softly with his hand stroking her hair from behind. She kept silent as they both stared deep into each other's eyes. “You don't have to go home,” she pleaded with a calm, endearing voice. “Samantha would be mad at me for sleeping out. I need to go home to appease her,” he replied. “Ryker, please. The nights have been cold without you. I can't hold on any longer,” she cried. “Sas, we promised not to do this. No emotions, just sex,” he reminded her. “And it's my fault for wan

There was chaos in the building as Mrs Clyde and the maids all ran into Samantha's room. “Out of my way!” She snapped, pushing Kate aside as she made her way to the bed where Samantha was lying in pain. “Mother,” Samantha cried, grabbing her arms tightly. “Hold on, Sam. Doctor Jean and his team are on their way here,” she assured, patting her forehead. “I can't, mother, it's excruciating..,” Samantha cried out like a baby. “It's just for a few moments. When the baby is out, you'll eventually be free. Hold on, Sam, be strong for mama,” Mrs Clyde said with a smile. “Mother, don't leave me,” Samantha cried painfully, still clinging to her arms. “I'm here, okay? I'm here,” Mrs Clyde assured again. “The bowl and the towel,” she said to the maids who were watching anxiously. Anna handed the items over to Madam Kate who soaked the towel in a bowl and wiped off the perspiration surrounding Samantha's face. “I need a waist massage, a foot massage, I need everything!!” Samantha th

What the hell do you mean your son is not the father of my baby?” Samantha scoffed, taking off her sunglasses as she stood up from her seat. “Samantha, can you explain this?” The lady who welcomed her earlier, asked in dismay. “Oh, yeah, her son fathered my child,” Samantha accused, pointing at Mrs Clyde. “Ryker didn't father the baby, Samantha!!” Doctor Jean fired. “Oh, yes, he didn't. Ryker isn't the only son she's got. Okay, I get it. Her favorite son didn't father the baby,” she mocked, turning to Ryker and Mrs Clyde. “Samantha, what did you do?” Mrs Clyde asked with disappointment as the glass fell off her hands. Ryker remained glued to his seat, unable to utter a word. “I beat you to your game, bitch!” Samantha fired. “How dare you?!” Mrs Clyde cried, shaking her head in disbelief. Samantha smiled and adjusted her suit jacket. She took a deep breath and grabbed an armchair which she sat on stylishly. “Members of the Clyde's family,” she addressed with a smile

In the spacious foyer, the servants and all staff working in the mansion were seen, lined up in two different lines. Walking in the middle of the lines was Mrs Clyde, dressed in a black fur jacket reaching down her knees. She stopped on getting to the other end and everyone paid attention as she cleared her throat to speak. “We were having a bad day yesterday, that's why everyone was ordered to remain in their quarters. With a heavy heart, I want to announce the passing away of Mrs Samantha Clyde, wife of my son, Ryker Clyde,” she announced with a somber voice. “No!!” Anna screamed tremendously. The girls began to weep and Hailey alongside Betty held Anna closely to themselves. “Samantha can't die, she can't die..no..,” Madam Kate chuckled in disbelief. “Order!” Mrs Clyde bellowed. There were murmurs, alongside sniffing and weeping. “She died as a result of postpartum hemorrhage and it was too late before the doctor could do anything,” Mrs Clyde continued. “She had no co

The cloud was gloomy and there was a rumbling sound of thunder as people gathered by the graveside of Samantha Houston. It was all shades of black as the priest delivered the graveside talk. Resting beside the grave was Samantha’s casket and her beautiful portrait resting on the table beside the casket. Sasha was seen with Samantha's baby as she stood beside Ryker whose face was hardened. Mrs Clyde stood beside Ryker with her hand resting on his shoulder. Sophia and Ken were standing a few meters apart, with Sophia's head resting on Ken's shoulder as she sobbed silently. Other members of the family and friends were also seen, standing closely as the priest delivered the graveside talk. The rain began to drop slowly as members of the family came forward to pay their tribute. It was all tears and mourning as the casket was finally laid to rest in the grave. Mrs Clyde and Aunt Susan held onto Ryker tightly as Samantha's body was laid to rest. He wiped off the tears that trickle