Samuel West has everything he wanted, a loving family that would do anything for him to be happy, a three year old son whom he loves the most, Ceo of the largest company, a drama free life, everything was perfect until She happened, Zara Kingsley wa...
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I woke up in the middle of the night to drink some water because of my dry throat, Sam is still ignoring me for what I did.
Why do I even care? Who cares if he talks to me or not, anyways, I'd be happy if he doesn't show his face infront of me.
I shrieked and jumped a bit nearly startled to see him standing in the kitchen.
Speaking of the devil, and he will show right in front of you.
Uff, that clearly woke me up from my half sleep, he turned around with a water bottle in hand.
I placed a hand over the chest to calm down my wildly beating heart "geez, dude, do you want me to die of arrhythmia," I glared dragger at him.
"What do you think, you'll find a robber in my kitchen," he chuckled, raising an eyebrow amused, then chunk down the whole bottle.
"I think, that'd be better of a sight, instead of seeing a self proclaimed righteous guy here" I remarked smirking.
"I can be a bad guy, if you want me to"
Ugh, that's the cringiest shit I've heard in this twenty first century, get a grip Zara.
"Stop saying those kinda things, one might get a wrong idea, if they didn't know you any better"
"Why? Did you get any idea? " He took a step closer, making me back away subconsciously "and what do you even know about me"
I flushed bright red, my mind in the gutter from watching all those kdramas, I shook my head immediately, now not the time to activate your kdrama lover mind.
"W-what a-are you doing" I stuttered eyes widen in shock when he didn't stop.
"No one can enter here without my permission," he whispered, looking down at me.
He trapped me between the wall, and him, nowhere else to move, making me flustered at our proximity.
"Do you know how much I want to-"
"Kill me" I finished his last words smugly remembering yesterday, suddenly feeling confident.
Ahh, take that, you can't get me off guard again West.
"You thought I'll let you off the hook, you chipmunk" he took a step back and flicked me hard on the forehead before walking away.
"Ouch, jerk," I groaned, rubbing my forehead "who are you calling chipmunk, you freaking cranky giraffe" I took the leftover cheesecake out of the refrigerator threw it at him.
