Samantha
"What?!" I blurted.
Ma. Ziza smiled at me as she flipped through the book pages.
"You both had s*x, right?" She grinned. I slammed the book and faced her
"Who the f*ck told you about that?!"
"No need to feel irritated or embarrassed. You should be happy that my son had time for you" I clenched my jaw as I got pissed off at her statement. How did she know that we were intimate last night?
"You did the right thing, Samantha" Ma. Ziza said and I felt my cheeks flush red.
"Can I have a little privacy with myself?"
"You are going to yell at yourself, right? Is that going to make you better?"
"I wish it did," I sighed
"Darling, Damien is a good man and every lady is dying to be with him"
"I'm different from other ladies. I don't want to be with him"
"You must, Samantha. D
