Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Scam Called Love: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

☆Samira☆He didn’t find my joke funny at all, getting even the faintest smile from him felt like an uphill battle, but I was determined to keep trying.He plopped down onto the cozy little bed, still clutching his plate of chicken. He was enjoying the chicken, even if he was trying so hard to pretend it was not the best chicken he had ever had.“So you…” I attempted to start a conversation, but he raised a hand to silence me. “Aren't we here to watch a movie?” he asked, his gaze fixed firmly on the screen.Ah, the familiar jerk was back. It was going to be a challenge to navigate his ever shifting moods.I hit play, and the movie came on, but he was far more engrossed in his chicken than the story unfolding before him. Clearly, he wasn’t a film fan, if he were, he would have suggested a different genre by now if he was not interested in the one playing.As soon as he finished his chicken, he began dozing. I let him be, he looked like he hadn’t had much rest lately, likely thanks t

☆Samira☆I walked away with baby Cindy in my hands, a triumphant smile plastered across my face.Idris was nothing short of a coward, an absolute fool, really. I never anticipated his jealousy would flare up so quickly, especially on the very first day. But I suppose my beauty had already left its mark on him. This man liked me but he was not willing to accept that.I gently placed baby Cindy on her bed and offered her some cookies as I began playing with her hair.If my son had lived, he would be around this age.My little Sam.Yes, he would be going on five, but fate had other plans for him. All thanks to that… that…He paid with his life for a crime he never committed.I inhaled deeply, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill all of a sudden. This wasn’t the right moment. Another deep breath later and I was distracted by voices drifting in from the adjacent room.“I just need a word with her, you idiot!” Idris yelled as he stormed into the room.“Samira, we need t

☆Samira☆Oh Lord, I was beginning to like this jerk.He missed me, but I wasn't about to push my luck and make him feel uncomfortable, I sprang to my feet, “It was great seeing you Idris, catch you later,” I said with a beaming smile as I strolled out of his office.My plan was a success.I admit, it wasn’t the most ethical plan, but life can be cruel, and Martins would bounce back.Yes, Jacobs and his men went a bit too far.I made my way to Martin's room but paused at the entrance, ensuring his parents were gone.I had no desire to meet them. There was never going to be anything between Martins and me, so why bother getting acquainted with his family?Seeing the room was empty, I stepped inside and shut the door behind me. Martin opened his eyes, “Samira, you’re here?” He smiled.I hurried over, “What happened? Are you alright?” I asked.“Some thugs jumped me when I was getting out of the car,” he replied.“Oh my God, I am so sorry. But why? What did t

☆Samira☆I never had a mother to warn me about the dangers of bad boys, nor an older sister to help me spot one and run the other way.Well, I did have one.Cameron.She warned me to steer clear of Idris, but I was too stubborn to heed her advice.And there I was, languishing in a cold bath like a whore after a night of reckless sex.But I had to admit, it was a hell of a ride. One I hadn’t experienced in years, if ever. Daniel was wild in bed, but Idris was a monster? He was a beast. I think I might have blacked out. I didn’t even hear him run off.I think he fucked in every room of that restaurant.That bastard.He didn’t even bother to call me, that man was a fool.But I somehow understood him. He was now more confused than ever. A cocktail of guilt and satisfaction mixed with curiosity.I decided to wait for him, to play the damsel in distress this time.I climbed out of the water and wrapped a towel around myself, making my way to the mirror. The hard part was o

☆Samira☆The moment the door clicked shut, I ran back to the bed, playing innocence as if I hadn’t been eavesdropping on their exchange.I was supposed to act frightened, but Idris was too smart, he could see right through me if I over played .He walked back into the room, his chest heavy, as if he bore the weight of tragic news.“I know you overheard everything, and you weren’t supposed to. My sister can be a bit too emotional at times,” he murmured quietly.“She sounded awfully possessive, like a jealous girlfriend. Is that how she is over you?” I teased with a grin.He kept his head low, likely regretting our earlier moment of intimacy. This man had a knack for making a woman cry out his name in passion and I needed more days with him.I sprang to my feet. “I think she’s overreacting,” I said, stepping closer to him and lifting his chin so our eyes met. “Sure, she had a reason to be upset, but chasing you down at the hospital and then here? That’s a bit much,” I poin