shuhaige
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Samarra’s sweat dripped as she stood on the rooftop where she could see the vast sea of San Carlos. She had just finished her workout since when she left without saying goodbye to go jogging in their village, she was not allowed to leave. Although she wanted to visit her shop, she was not allowed either.
Zachary immediately called Mommy Lorraine, and when Ezekiel became too OA, he called the police and had them come to the house, where they immediately reported to her parents. When Mommy Samantha found out she had lost her for two hours, she lost consciousness and
wanted to be sent back to Australia immediately, so she tried to talk to her Daddy Frost and insisted on not leaving the house. The study area serves as her office, allowing her to watch her business.
As Samarra watched and wiped away her sweat. She glanced at her smartwatch at five o’clock in the afternoon. Miraculously and early, her husband came home today. Since her incident, Zachary has not spoken to her, so he cannot stay in their home. Almost every day, it is gone. Tss. Husband? It doesn’t seem like it because, after all, they’re just boarding mates. Yes! They lay on the bed, but she couldn’t see him because he went home at midnight and then left at dawn. Samarra couldn’t help but frown. Tsk! Does she care where he goes? He would have turned around.
When she saw another vehicle blocking Zachary’s path to enter their gate, they quickly got out. To her surprise, a beautiful and tall woman came down.
Her forehead frowned. She can’t be wrong because she knew this woman very well from head to toe. She swallowed because this woman was Claudel Zachary’s girlfriend. It looks angry and rattles the hood of the car, based on the expression she sees.
Claudel wanted to release Zachary because she screamed and banged the car several times.
Samarra backed away slightly so Zachary couldn’t see her when Zachary went down and looked up first before facing the woman.
Probably looking to see if she was there. She covered her mouth, and her eyes widened as the woman slapped and slapped Zachary’s chest. It seems like they are fighting, and the woman is crying incessantly.
She sighed and held her breath when her husband approached and locked Claudel. He was comforting her and seemed to be whispering something to the woman.
Duh? What is the thickness of their faces? They’re putting up a show in front of the gate. Fuck! Zachary was a jerk. Samarra wishes to escape her hiding area and continues walking inside their home. But she was shocked again when she saw Zachary hugging the woman and leading her into their house.
What the hell! Why did he let that girl into their house? Samarra’s chest tightened as she witnessed. She didn’t like what she saw. She was restless and took a walk while wondering whether to go down or stay up first.
She felt someone’s crushing her heart into pieces. Zachary doesn’t even respect her. Damn! When she decided to get off, she heard the sound of a car sign that it was leaving. She peeked quickly she saw the woman’s car. So, she hurried downstairs to talk, but she didn’t see Zachary fainting while sitting on the last step. She swallowed, and her eyes warmed. There seemed to be a pang in her heart, and someone whispered to follow the car.
She hurried out and looked in the direction of the departing vehicle. Samarra did not shy about her attire; she ran until far away. She stopped and bowed. She felt her knees trembling from being tired. Her eye seemed to have a life that suddenly dripped without him being aware.
She heard a car come to a halt. “Are you all OK, Miss?” The anxious voice inquired. She was forced to nod and glance in the direction.
“Where are you going? Can I offer you a ride?” hesitantly asked her again
She stood straight, wiped the blurred tears with her palm, and smiled.
“Ahmm. Is it OK if you give me a ride to the village exit?” Samarra asked.
“It’s OK if you can’t,” she said hesitantly.
The man didn’t answer her question and just stared at her intently.
Samarra sighed and was forced to walk closer to the car, waving her palm in the man’s face.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“Oh… sorry, I just thought of something,” he apologized as she shook her head.
“All right, come in.” He even opened the passenger seat. When she entered, the man immediately introduced himself?
“Hi! I’m Vince, and you are?”
She smiled and turned to the man who introduced himself as Vince.
“I’m Samarra,” she said and focused her gaze on the road.
As they drove out of the village, he asked where the band lived and what she was doing where she stopped. She says that she will go to the Buenavista hotel and jog there. She saw a look of astonishment on his face and didn’t seem to believe it, but he just shrugged.
She just realized that the jacket had reached her. “What’s this for?” she asked Vince.
He smiled at her. “Ms. Samarra, aren’t you aware that what you’re wearing is distracting?” the mischievous answer.
Distract? She hovered over the look to herself; she was still wearing a sports bra and hi-waist cycling suit. And she sees nothing wrong with what she is wearing. She was reluctant to accept his jacket but was forced to take it.
“Thank you, Vince. Huh?! When we meet again, I’ll give you this jacket,” she stated as she exited the car.
Samarra put on her waist Vince’s jacket before heading inside the hotel. Samarra immediately went to the concierge.
“Hi! I’m Samarra. I’m looking for Mr. Buenavista?” she asked with a smile.
Suddenly the staff is they looked at each other. “I’m looking for Ezekiel Buenavista?” she repeated the question. They may be confused as to which Buenavista she is looking for.
“Ms. O ‘Harra?” awkward question of the newcomer to her.
“Yes, I’m looking for Mr. Buenavista,” she said.
“I’m Jax Johnson, Concierge Supervisor,” he introduced her.
She nodded and quickly accompanied him to the private elevator to Kiel’s penthouse.
“Thank you,” she said before finally closing the elevator door.
Samarra was nervous when the elevator stopped right inside Ezekiel’s penthouse. She sighed when Ezekiel opened the elevator. He seemed to know of her coming, and she had not yet set foot inside the penthouse when Kiel pulled her. The next thing she knew, he was already hugging her. Samarra heard a familiar curse. And the tears she had been holding back just came out of her eyes.