His Angel

Chapter 24

She stood frozen on the spot as she saw Greg looking down at the young woman in front of him with naked desire, then the girl suddenly threw herself at him and they kissed.

That was when she really saw who the young woman was and she gasped alerting the two of them.

"Samantha." She whispered.

Greg pushed her away as if they were not just kissing, seconds ago.

"Laura..."

He began, but her eyes were not on him, they were widely staring at Samantha who was smirking at her in triumph.

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How had she forgotten? How had she forgotten to remember the relationship between Greg and her step sister? What kind of a person was she?

It had all been too good to be true, too good to be true.

Everything had been going fine for her, she had been living the life of a fairytale princess in love but deep inside her, she knew it was just too good and too easy to be true.

Her phone rang again as it had been doing since she left his penthouse hours ago but she continued to ignore it.

What did he want to say to her? She'd rather not find out.

She was a very foolish and naive girl. How could she just have forgotten the real reason why she had avoided Gregory Williams at the very beginning. What had made her give herself to him so easily? What had gotten into her?

And worse, she had consented and the same man had taken her virginity. What a big big stupid fool she was. Why was she so naive?

She sighed. The deed had been done anyways and there was nothing she could do to take back the hand of time. She just hoped that her being with Greg wouldn't bring consequences later.

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She woke up with a headache one morning which she blamed on Greg Williams as he had made her cry her eyes out the previous night.

He had been calling and texting her,
but she had been ignoring them all.

Samantha herself hadn't been seen in the house for over two weeks now since that incident.

She looked at the clock and sat up sharply when she saw that it was ten a.m.

How had she slept that long? And it was strange that nobody came to bang on her door.

She smiled.

Since she became this newly found strong Laura, it seemed that her people had been giving her quite a lot of space for herself. They had even gone as far as to get a new cook, no longer relying on her to cook for them.

She was now a semi boss in the house.

Memories of what had happened that fateful day slipped into her mind again, but she quickly pushed them away, refusing to allow them begin to weigh her down again.

She got out of bed, not missing how weak she had been feeling these past few days and headed downstairs to grab a cup of coffee. She met the cook at the kitchen who greeted her with a smile and asked her what she wanted.

"Don't worry about it," Laura replied warmly. "It's just coffee."

"It's my job madam, it's what I'm paid to do." The cook insisted and set to work immediately, not waiting for her reply.

Laura smiled then felt a strong sudden urge to pee.

"Uh, can you please bring it up to my room for me?" She asked. "I need to empty my bladder."