The following day was a Sunday and Tyson had promised to take Tara out. How drove to his in-laws house and Tara was already there waiting. "Daddy?" She greeted him as he walked into the house as she ran towards him for a hug. "Hey baby, ready to go?" He asked as he walked towards Sam and kissed her forehead.He did it so naturally that it looked like he had done it a thousand times before. Samantha blushed from there to heaven while Tara giggled. Susan, who was coming from her room and just saw what he had done fumed. "What are you doing in my house? Don't you get tired of coming here everytime? Don't you have food wherever it is you are staying?" She started but Tyson was not going to let her talk to him like that before his daughter but Sam beat him to it. "Mother, Tara is here. And if you haven't noticed, my husband has never eaten in this house since he returned. So please, leave him be," she said as she moved towards Tyson, who was holding Tara, and held his hand. "Let's
The bids and proposals had been sent in and everyone was waiting with bated breath to hear the news of who won the bid for which stall or shop in Sarit Business Park and such.Samantha had sent in her bid together with the proposal. She too, was waiting eagerly. At first, she didn't want to be a part of it. She knew that her grandfather wouldn't allow it because they all were in support of Brian. Since he was the next in line to rake over from their grandfather, he was given all support they could not to mention they would always steal her thunder and pile her achievements to Brian to Make him look more capable. She never complained and concentrated to work diligently hoping that one day they would recognize her efforts and restore her to her former position.They wanted him to become a respected figure and that was by using any means possible. But when Tyson spoke up for her during the dinner, she was happy and she decided to try. Who knew? Maybe after she won, she could be given a
Everyone was seated and Samantha was sitting next to Tyson. She had been nervous but now that he was here with her, she felt at ease. "Thank you for coming. I was so nervous alone," she said with a smile to him. "You don't need to thank me. I promised you that since I came back, I am going to be here and support you. We are going to take back everything that rightfully belongs to you," he said as he squeezed her hand. Samantha felt tears sting her eyes. How long she had wished and prayed for a moment like this? Ever since she got pregnant for this man, it was her dream that they could make a happy family. It was fate that brought them together and that was why she never thought of divorcing him even when he wasn't around. ** ** ** **It had been a busy day for Samantha and everyone at the Lewis group. She had just won a tender for supply of the jewels needed for a French royal's wedding that had raked in hundreds of millions for the company and everyone, including her grandfather,
She was so impatient that by the time he was barely done with drying her up, she was already dragging him into the bed. She pushed him down on the bed and descended on his lips again. There is always that much that one can control him or herself and his patience and self control had waned. He decided to take charge as he swapped their positions. She dag her nails in his back as she responded to the care he was giving her. They kissed and caressed each other like old lovers. Then he remembered... "I don't have any protection because I have never done this and...," he said and before he could continue, she too his lips again. "It doesn't matter because I have never done it too," she said and with that, they lost themselves in the passion. They lost count of how many times they did it that night as he was like a veracious animal eating and guarding his kill while the drug she was given didn't help her at all. It made her want him more and more and she didn't look like a rookie that
"Samantha, your grandfather has invited all of us to dinner tomorrow. Do you think he wants to congratulate you on winning the space at Sarit Business Park?" Susan asked excitedly once Sam, Tyson and their daughter walked in the house. "News sure spread fast, don't it?" Samantha asked sarcastically. "I think he wants to take the winnings and give them to Brian. If it was to congratulate Sam, why call us to the sun house?" Party, who had also just arrived from work asked. "I don't think your grandfather is that cruel. He can't do that to my daughter. She won that bid fair and square," Susan reasoned but Party snorted. "What?" Susan asked with irritation while staring daggers at her younger daughter. "Mom, I don't know whether you are just naive or plainly blind. Why is dad jobless? Isn't he the elder one and the best at managing the company than uncle? What happened to Sam's job? Did marrying Tyson and getting pregnant make her incompetent? Why do we live in this run down hovel ra
"Preposterous! How dare you do that? Father had given clear instructions that that useless man's chair should be where it has always been. Samantha, you should even count yourself lucky that father allows him to dine with us," Richard, Brian's father said. He was fuming so much that in cold have thought that Sam had taken out the safety pin of a hand grenade in the mansion. "It's okay Richard," the old man said to his son and then turned to Samantha, "Samantha, what makes you think you have the authority to go against my wishes?" He asked with a look that dared her to defy him. "I'm not going against your wishes grandfather. I just don't want Tara to see her father being treated like a lowly person. She had had enough criticisms about his absence and the last thing I need is her questioning why everyone else ate at the table but her father ate alone," she said as she squeezed Tyson's hand so hard that if he was a girl, his fingers would have snapped. "Okay, then let him eat at the
It had been a whole week and Samantha had not gone to work and she had turned in her resignation letter. The Lewis Group had received an invitation for when to go for the orientation to the Sarit Business Park. As given, Brian and the rest of the family never told Samantha about it. They got ready for the meeting and Brian was smiling from ear to ear as he could see his rise in the business world. They were there nice and early and the secretary to Seth Miller was there ushering people into the meeting room where the introductions would be made and the business each was to run at the business center. With her was a big file that had the names of those invited. Brian and the old man walked to her with smiles ready to sign the attendance book and go in. The lady looked at the file she was holding and then looked back at them with a look of regret. “I am sorry sirs, but I can’t see your names here,” she said and that earned a grimace from Brian and a nervous look from the old man.Fo
It had been three days since the Lewis family was told that they couldn't sign any contract without Samantha since it was she who won the bid. Brian hadn't gotten the guts to face her though he had been asked by the old man to do it. He couldn't picture himself bowing to her when though it meant a better chance for him in the business arena of Los Angeles. It was during one of such meetings that the old man was talking to him asking him why he hasn't contacted her yet that a parcel came. It was the Lewis butler who brought it in. "Old master, this parcel is for you. The person who gave it to me gave me clear instructions that I was to give them to you and you alone," the butler said as he handed the old man the package. "There is no need to bother grandpa. I can help him check what is inside," Brian, who was with the old man at the time, said as he made to grab the package. "It's okay. Give it to him and he will see whatever it is," the old man said to the butler. To him, it was o
74. Afterwards The wedding games continued up to late night and by then, the elderly and the children had already left for their rooms. Samantha saw Tyson loosen up for the first time as he indulged everyone. "He rarely loosens up and so, we have to take this opportunity and punish him without the fear of any consequences," Carla told Samantha who was also enjoying herself. They partied, drank, dances, played and ate. All this time, Star had Sarah all tied up and in a corner as she watched everything. No one even remembered that she was there. Sarah had cried herself to sleep but everytime she would drift off to dream land, Star would be there to wake her up with a bucket load of ice. "You wanted to enjoy a wedding, didn't you? We thus can't let you sleep. Watch," Star would say everytime. After all were exhausted, it was time to go to sleep. Tyson would take a month off and go on a tour of the world with his daughter and his wife. They planned to stay in Africa for a two we
73. Her paradise They rode up to an island and Samantha could use several adjectives to describe it: beautiful, heavenly, paradise and such. It looked like it had been specifically prepared for them. It had, first if all, clear waters that she could see the fish floating about the natural artwork of the sea bed. The flowers looked planted though sh couldn't see how Tyson could do that. There were roses or all colours, carnations, chrysanthemums, ivies among others. Then she lifted her eyes, there, as she followed the path made by the flowers, was a huge mansion. No, it looked like a castle. The reason why she hadn't seen it was because it was hidden by a beautiful canopy of jacarandas. "It's beautiful!" She breathed and Tyson spoke in her ear, "it's yours love.""What?" Samantha span as she asked and Tyson laughed as he steadied her. Sh had forgotten that she was still wearing her heavy wedding gown and high heels. "It is my wedding present to you. I built it for this day,"
72. SexySamantha wasn't the best pianist but she could hold her own. She had done music as a side course though she hadn't gone far with it due to Sarah's teasing. Sarah made sure to ingrain it in Samantha that she had a bad voice and no one would listen to her. That had made Sam drop her dream of becoming a musician besides being a business woman. Sam looked at the key board and ran her small smooth fingers along the keys and struck one. She then composed herself and a new melody filled the room. Then she started singing:I would have said I love you but that's too simpleI thus composed this song to tell you why I love you Today, I want the sea and the sun to bear witness to my vows I want the world to know who my heart belongs toI love you because the world became beautiful since I met youI love you because my world became compete when you entered itI love you turn all my sorrows to joyI love you because you treat me like a queenI love you because up to today, I get but
71. Enjoy"Are you mad? When did Tyson tell you that he loves you? Isn't he a married man?" Susan asked in disbelief.If she hadn't come here two days ago with her daughters together with Tyson to take care of everything and get ready, she would have believed Sarah because she was so convincing. "He doesn't have to tell me. Haven't you ever realised how he looks at me? He clearly loves me and not Samantha," Sarah said and Susan looked at her well. "Sarah, dear, are you sick? Do you need a psychiatric check up?" Susan asked because that was the only way this could be explained. "What are you saying? You are the one who is mad," Sarah said and before she could add to her statement, she was on the floor. "Listen here b*tch, sorry sweetie. Don't listen to grandma. Cover your ears," Susan turned to talk to Tara who covered her ears with her small index fingers. "Listen, since I got married to the Lewis family, all you and your family have ever did was destroy my family's life. What's
70. A Good Show"I look like a Christmas tree! I can't go out like this!" Samantha complained after she saw her look on the big mirror. "Mummy, you look beautiful. You will keep that dress and give me to get married in. Okay mama?" Tara asked as she circled to see how her mama looked. She was also wearing a purple replica of her mother's dress courtesy of her grandmother. Susan was proud of her handiwork. She had worked tirelessly to make sure that Samantha looked regal, as she called it, during her wedding. Like she, Susan, had vowed, this was going to be the wedding of the century in the state of California. "Let me go out to make sure that everything is okay and that Tyson is ready and I will call Carla to bring you down. Okay Carla?" Susan said as she looked at Carla who, all this time, was still beside Samantha. "Come with me sweetie," Susan said as she took her granddaughter's hand. They walked out and Carla and Patricia started helping Sam straighten her already perfect
69. A fairly tale princess It was Tyson who proposed. He also knew that as a husband, he hadn't given Samantha the wedding she deserved. He thus proposed to her a second time this time, with a proper ring that was made at Tara Jewels without her knowledge. Her mother had made sure to invite the who was who and since many people wanted to be on the good side of Samantha and her husband, after news of what happened to the governor and his son spread out, they made sure to come in large numbers. The room preserved for the presents was full to the brim and the wedding planner had to request the hotel for an extra room. The wedding was being held in an exclusive hotel that was at an island. The only way to access it was through a boat or air. Samantha and her family had come in a helicopter provided by Tyson. By now, Samantha was already used to her husband doing things she couldn't explain. But now, knowing that he was rich and that he was the owner of all the companies she knew, s
68. Another night of... The next thing to happen as Gwen sat there was Mr Seth Miller walking into the shop in a hurry followed by a dozen men and women. "Mrs Gray, sorry to keep you waiting," he said apologetically as he came to where Samantha was seated. "Your husband called and I promise I did all I could as soon as possible and I am here now," he said as he handed Samantha the documents he was holding. "These are the ownership documents for this fashion shop. It now belongs to you. I promise you that they are all legal and it was the transfer that took us long," Seth said and Samantha was out of words. "But Seth, I know nothing about fashion!" Samantha said in a defeated voice."Don't worry ma'am, I will help. I will take care of it. Also Star is idle nowadays and she loves fashion," Carla said and at that Seth smiled. "That's taken care of then. Then, I will be seeing you Mrs Gray," Seth said as he turned to walk away but at that moment, Tyson walked in. As usual, he was i
67. I love violence "Boss, I may have done something stupid," Carla said on the phone to Tyson. She had just recorded Gwen promising to be Samantha's servant if she could prove that Samantha was far much better than her. "What did you do?" Tyson asked as he listened to her. She told Tyson all that had happened and Tyson listened diligently.If there was one person Tyson loved, it was Samantha. And if there was anything that Tyson hated, it was for someone, anyone, humiliating his Samantha. Thus, no matter the promise Carla had made, Tyson would make it happen. What Carla didn't know was that ever since he got married to Samantha, he made it his business to keep tabs on all her former friends.One thing that he noticed was that once she fell from glory, all her friends left her. They humiliated her whatever chance they got and that made her remain the shell of her firmer self. He didn't want to imagine what would have happened for those five years go was away but he had promis
66. Game "We should go shopping. You need more business suits. You are a president of three companies ma'am. You must," Carla said as she argued with Samantha. She noticed that since she started guarding Samantha, the other woman had less than ten decent clothes and she was only using those ones. Yes, she was very beautiful and any dress looked good on her but she needed more clothes. She was a boss herself and was the wife of an even bigger boss. Samantha didn't see the need of getting more clothes. But Carla had permission from her boss to do whatever she wanted with Samantha as long as it was for her good. Carla also loved Samantha because she was a good woman. She never, even for once, made Carla feel like a servant. No. Samantha always treated Carla like an equal and this made Carla treat her like her younger sister. "Carla, I have said this a thousand times and I will say it again, I don't need more clothes," Samantha said in her Samantha way. "Look here sis, I can call y