Samantha was clad in a red silk nightgown, her skin delicate and smooth. Holding a glass of red wine, she turned gracefully to face Zion, who was standing at the door with his eyes tightly shut. Her face was blushed, and she let out a scornful sniff. “Broad daylight? Zion, open your eyes. What’s with the holier-than-thou act? You never said such things when we were together. What’s with the sudden act of virtue now?”
Zion’s ears turned red with embarrassment at those words, as memories of their past affectionate moments flashed before his eyes.
Zion thought to himself, ‘I know all too well how brutal Samantha can be when she confronts someone. Who knows what she might say next if I don’t respond?’ With that thought, Zion slowly opened his eyes.
He saw that Samantha had changed positions, sitting on a chair next to the piano with her long legs crossed, the tips of her. toes lightly touching the floor, her red dress of thin gauze both revealing and concealing.
Zion choked down a hard swallow, trying his best to play it cool, deliberately shifting his eyes away, steering clear of making eye contact with Samantha.
In a somber tone, Zion said, “Samantha, we’ve already broken up. Don’t do this. You’re the Mitchell family heiress, the dream girl for every guy in Betrico. There are plenty of political scions that would line up for a chance with you. I’m not the one.”
With a heart heavy with loss, Zion uttered, “I’m not the one,” in a voice laced with desolation. As soon as he finished, he couldn’t face Samantha; he bowed his head, his fingers clenching into the palm of his hand.
Samantha didn’t show an ounce of anger at his words. Instead, she graced Zion with a smile that was all kinds of captivating. “Zion, you broke up with me on your own. Did you get my consent? I’m the one who starts the game, and I’ll be the one to end it. It’s not your call to cut us off. Got it?”
Beneath Samantha’s smile was a hidden fury. She thought to herself, ‘This jerk still thinks about breaking up? Fine, I’ll make him pay in bed.’
Zion looked at Samantha and said, “Alright, then you say break up.”
his words, Samantha was so angry she could have strangled him. Over the years, everyone outside praised him as a gentleman with an elegant demeanor and kind to all.
her gaze unreadable, and a heavy silence fell
him, she flashed a captivating smile and said, “Alright, if breaking up is what you want, I won’t be the one to hold on tight. I’m on
was the one who wanted to call it quits, but now that Samantha was the one walking away, the gut
around the wine glass, slowly tightening, until after two long minutes, he raised his eyes to meet Samantha’s gaze, a look of lingering reluctance in them. He downed
brains. Why make things so complicated when they could be simple? Love is love, and if it’s over, it’s over. Be decisive. All these messy thoughts-this mule-headed man is just being
as Samantha saw Zion like this, a hint of tenderness welled
wine. Zion’s eyes were slightly glazed as he looked at Samantha with a longing gaze and said,
her wavy tresses pouring down to her waist like a cascade. Glancing at Zion, whose eyes were reddened,
to his inner voice, telling himself he only had ten minutes, so he decided to stop holding back. He went to the sofa and sat down
had noticed Zion the moment she first laid eyes on
staring at him in a daze, and
were close enough that she could reach out and poke his lips gently. They were soft, one of the many things she’d initially
was about to touch his earlobe
a captivating charm. She released her grip and said with
felt puzzled. He wondered, ‘How can the assertive Samantha ever be so obedient? Something
next eight minutes, the two fell into a comfortable silence, relishing the moment. Despite the air conditioning being set quite low, Zion felt a tingling in his heart, as if little bugs were gnawing at him. He glanced over at Samantha, who was smiling, and something suddenly clicked for Zion. He stared back at her, her gaze inscrutable. He had recognized
what have you done?
About Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges - Chapter 295
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