Sam pulled up from the embrace and stared at his fiancée with so much affection in his blue eyes. Emily’s eyes widened and her smile brightened, she was pregnant for Sam, just when her step sister aborted his child. It seemed the child reincarnated or something. “Are…are you for real?” The surprise and joy was so obvious on her expression, she hadn’t felt this much joy before, despite the fact that she just escaped death narrowly. How situations can change in a split of a second. “The doctor just told me now, the baby’s safe and I’m mostly glad that you’re also,” Sam revealed, he was almost starting to tear up now. “Oh gosh, I’m so so happy… can’t believe this is happening, Sam.” Emily’s voice sounded like she’d burst into tears soon. “It is happening, Em, you’re going to be a mum and I would be a dad, even though we just experienced the most traumatic experience of our lives, this news has brought so much joy, enough to overwhelm our sadness,” Sam narrated, staring at Emily wit
Sam felt a double blow to his heart, in the midst of all these tribulations, Derek was coming for him. It wasn’t as if he didn’t expect it, he was somehow responsible for thier mother’s death, and Derek who has forever hated him would always believe he was the cause of Elena’s death. “Although I’ve spoken to him about not doing something stupid, but I’m not really sure he’s going to heed to my advise, which is the reason I’m telling you.” Clinton continued, staring at Sam closely. It was now somewhat his responsibility to take care of Sam, now that Ethan was in the brink of death, but he kept praying in his heart for God to give Ethan few more months. “What do you mean Derek is coming for him?” Ariana who had been listening for awhile chipped in, sniffing and staring suprisedly at Clinton. “You and Ethan are the only people who would believe the story about Elena’s death, Derek will not; and I’m sure you know why,” Clinton responded. Sam was still silent and confused as fear stre
Immediately Ariana reported the news to Derek, she heard a beeping sound that indicated that the receiver had hung up. She fell down on her knees outside the hospital and continued crying her eyes out, somewhere deep inside her heart; she prayed that the news hadn’t affected Derek in anyway.***The cell phone dropped from Derek’s hand and landed on the marble floor of his sitting room, the glass of whiskey he was holding in his left also fell off his grip and shattered on the floor, causing Amelia to rush out of the kitchen that was close to the sitting room. His eyes were wide and filled with uttermost despair, he couldn’t describe what he was feeling at the moment, he heard what Ariana said clearly, he had an hunch something was wrong that was why he picked up the call immediately. Ever since he joined his mother to get the inheritance off Sam, Ariana hadn’t called him in awhile. Amelia hurried out of the kitchen, rushing into the room; she had a shocking expression on her face
Ariana stood outside the hospital, ever since she called Derek, she hadn’t gone back inside. She wanted to be the first one o recieve him, she had to try and stop Derek from doing any harm to Sam, she knew he was going to blame him for everything that happened to both Elena and Ethan. Even though a part of it was his fault too. An ambulance arrived the hospital, but it sound didn’t jolt Ariana from her thoughts, she kept on going forward and backwards on the open area in front of the big hospital. “Stay with us, sir…stay with us.” The words were loud and demanding and it got Ariana to stare at the person who was saying it. Just as she looked behind her shoulders, her eyes fell on the man who was lying on the moving stretcher, it was Derek! Ariana didn’t know when she started running towards the stretcher, tears streaming down her eyes at will. What the hell happened? What’s going on in her miserable life? These unanswered questions hit her hard, it was as if her heart would rip o
Sam caressed the silver ring with his thumb, this was the umpteenth time he was doing it, he just couldn’t get it off his head that he was going to propose to Amelia. He had dropped out of college to secure a job to pay her fees. Tomorrow was the big day, finally; he was going to propose to the love of his life, Amelia’s graduation ceremony was the following day, and Sam had planned to propose to her on that day. It was the best time since she was done with school and would be more than ready to settle down with him. He was anxious and he couldn't get rid of the heaviness in his heart. Sam didn’t necessarily need to work at a restaurant, he could have worked anywhere else, but he chose this fancy restaurant because he wanted to learn how to propose to a lady, and it happens often in restaurants like this. “What the hell are you brooding about, new guy?” George, one of the waiters in the restaurant waved in Sam’s face, startling him and jolting him out of his reverie. Sam was a li
Derek quickly held Amelia, when he heard the sound, trying to protect her from imminent danger; Amelia raised her head and gasped when she saw Sam standing right in front of her. Her heartbeat skyrocketed, but she immediately tried to maintain composure as she stared at him in surprise. She never expected to see him working in a restaurant, what the hell! She muttered in her mind. Sam and Amelia held each other’s gaze for a few seconds until the manager came in between them; doing all he could to hold back the ferocious anger that was burning deep inside of him. “I’m really sorry for the inconvenience, please come in and make yourselves comfortable,” the manager said, displaying a rather forced smile that was evidently obvious. Derek brushed his dark curls and sighed, blinking his attractive eyelashes at Sam, he had gray eyes and was quite handsome with a well-caved jaw. He was also built, although not as much as Sam. Derek was about to accept the manager’s apology when Sam sudde
The manager, Sam, and the waiters who were watching the drama all turned to the direction the voice came from, no one noticed when he entered the restaurant or where he came from; and surprisingly. It wasn’t just one man. The old man sat on one of the fancy chairs in the restaurant, behind him were ten well-built men, with stern faces, black suits, and dark sunglasses. Only the old man was wearing a suit that seemed more expensive, it was a tuxedo. His hair was all gray, and there were wrinkles on his face. The manager recognized the kind of people who dressed that way, he must be one of the rich moguls in Los Angeles, he thought. How the hell did they get in, without anyone noticing, the manager couldn’t understand what was really happening. Nevertheless, he had to act respectfully. The old man stood up from where he was sitting and walked briskly towards Sam and the manager, the sound of his shoes was the only thing that echoed in the restaurant at that moment. When he g
Sam had been getting too many surprises and shocks for one day, he looked up at the old man from where he was sitting, his eyes glowing in amazement. It was a fucking joke, Sam concluded in his mind and a slight grin appeared on his face. “This is not a joke Sam,” the old man said, as if he read his mind; giving Sam a hand to help him up his feet. The surprise and confusion slowly returned to Sam’s face again. What the hell was going on here? What does he mean by a young master? Sam asked himself again, staring at the old man confusedly. “My name is Clinton Wells, you’ll have to come with me Sam,” the elderly man shook Sam's hands, a small wrinkled grin lingering on his face. "Hey, stop! Are you kidding me? Why would I trust you? You said the restaurant belongs to this poor loser? I think you must be a patient from mental hospital! And these men in black, they must be your wardmates!" Borris laughed, he didn't believe a word of the old man. He just wanted the police to come so