Angela Samota Novels & Stories

“You will see here, signed by both myself and Valdez six months ago, a legal transaction. I purchased Angela Valdez as my wife for the sum of one billion dollars. She is my first wife among my concubines and was to be delivered to my harem one week ago when the last of my payments to her uncle was complete. So any marriage between you is null and void. She is mine.” Herrera shrugged and smiled. “It would appear that Valdez lied to us both, then, Samir, for he promised her to me as well. Pero, I do not have legal documents to prove it so.” It would seem that Angela was even richer than Herrera dreamed possible. “Then you must give her to me, for I do,” Samir said smugly. “You’ll have to find

that hurt far more than Richard’s betrayal ever could. Without waiting for my explanation, Sam walked past me and stopped beside Angela. Then he wrapped his arms around her. “Aunt Angela would never do something this disgusting,” he said quietly. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Angela looked at me with what almost looked like pity before gently rubbing Sam’s back. “Sam, don’t speak to your mother like that,” she said softly in a fake, sweet tone. She sighed before looking at me. “Gemma, I know things are difficult right now, but maybe this isn’t the best time to come here. Sam is already having a hard time processing everything.”

she asks. "Unless it is something that puts you or your friends in danger, yes." Samantha laughs. "No danger but Angie has a problem and we think you can help us figure it out," she says quietly. "I'll do whatever I can," I tell her honestly, unable to imagine what kind of problem Angela might have that I could help. "It's about sex," she says, matter-of-factly. "Okay..." I wait for her to continue but Sam just looks at me and then glances towards her friends on the patio.

Mia gasped. “Oh.” Samantha blinked, feigning surprise. “My bad. It slipped.” Angelo’s gaze dropped down at his soaked pants, then back up. He sighed nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “It’s fine. Really. I’ll just go home and change later.” Samantha pressed her lips into a thin line. “Yeah, you should.” Mia shot her a look, but Samantha looked away and took a sip from her half-empty mug. Angelo cleared his throat. “So… what are you girls doing today?"

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

"Yeah, sure, that's why. Bye, Sam...have a nice life with Mr. Darcy." I hear the anger in my voice. It's not that I want to be angry or jealous. I hate being replaced by a man I haven't met yet. Sam sits down on the couch. This is her universal sign that she isn't leaving. "You're upset. And I want to know why. And stop calling him Mr. Darcy." "Of course, he's Mr. Darcy. He's British and perfect." "If he's Mr. Darcy, then who am I?" Sam asks as she bats her eyelashes at me. It drives me crazy, seeing those butterfly wings open and close on her baby blues.

JILLIAN My body is shaking a bit while my hand is forming a fist as he walks towards me holding the woman by the waist. So, it is how he holds a woman he likes. The woman smiled at me and I’m forced to reciprocate that smile though I’m so broken. I’m jealous. “Jillian, she is Carina, my woman,” Angelo spoke. My world felt like it stopped spinning. I can’t believe what he just said. I forced to maintain my composed self and act as normal as possible.

Angela retorted, “How Is Sam, I called him two days ago, he was not responding” Craig explained, “hope he's doing fine?“ he Inquired, “Sam Is fine, I saw him this morning, but It seems that he had lost his job recently” Angela explained, “Oh, I don't know, well If there Is any available job, I will Inform him” Craig said, “That will be better” Angela said, “I missed you my darling” Craig said, I missed you too” Angela said,

While Angela became enraged, I continued to play the role of William's girlfriend by touching his long hair that was bound in a bond. "Can you please tell me what you do for a living, Samantha?" Angela asked, her brow furrowed. I was caught off guard, and I didn't want her to come to the studio to embarrass me, so I gave her a sweet smile while using a very good ascent that I learned from the cab driver who drove me here earlier.