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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My gosh!!
Can someone save me from those wackos, they're taking it too far.
Right, I'm talking about them, those whom I unfortunately befriended, they're teasing me to death, because of the kiss that happened in the abandoned factory.
That's not even a kiss, it's more like a peck, an annoying voice in my head stated the obvious fact.
Yeah, a kiss is more than just the lips touching, it's something which involved with tongue right.
Are you disappointed it's not a kiss.
No, why would I be?
Because you liked it.
Like it, my ass, why you have to rub the salt in my wound like that.
I shook my head to clear those thoughts running in my head.
Well, back to the point, they are teasing me the whole week, huh they're still teasing me, whenever they got time.
Like they'd yell Sam's name out of blue, then make kissy face at each other and call me his girlfriend, wife or mistress according to whatever delusional crap that is forming in their head.
Wow, that kind of shit, I got myself into befriending those people for life is.
Amazing!.
Sarcasm you all.
Anyways, that's how I felt the whole time.
I'm getting sick of this, and staying in Sam's place is not helping my case either.
Whenever I see him, all that comes to my mind is the things these three did.
One time, I almost embarrassed myself in front of him, what happened is.
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"Is this for me" I asked, taking a seat opposite to him in the dining.
"Yeah," he nodded, filling up a glass of juice for himself.
I eyed him suspiciously, since when did we were on good terms, did he still hold a grudge against me for what I did to his suits and mixed some kind of drugs or anything in it.
No, no he wouldn't do something like that right.
But why he is being nice to me.
Maybe for something else.
"Why are you staring at the food, eat it before it gets cold," he interrupted my thoughts, when I didn't touch the food.
"Did you add something in it" I stared at him, crossing my arms accusingly.
"What do you mean, I added something, what do you take me for, give me the food back, don't eat it" I could tell by his expression, he's highly offended by my remark, and reached to snatch the plate, but I guarded it and took a bite.
