“They have no proof that it’s mine, Emily,” Sam quickly chipped in, looking at Amelia sternly. Sam knew what she was trying to do, he just hoped Amelia hadn’t figured that he was overly obsessed with her sister. “The child isn’t for my boyfriend, and I didn’t sleep with anyone except the two of them-,” “You expect me to believe a woman that was lying to me while she was sleeping with another man, the child isn’t mine Amelia until you prove to me that it's mine, I won’t accept it; take another test!” Sam snapped again, interrupting Amelia. Anything that would make Emily think twice about their current relationship, he didn’t want it. Emily was lost, this was the worst one yet; what if the child eventually belongs to Sam after the test he’s demanding for is done. What had she gotten herself into, she had this little doubt about this relationship, but Sam’s presence the other night had overwhelmed her. “When we do another test, and the result comes positive, what happens then? Sam,

“What the heck were you thinking, Amelia, I said I would handle the talking and you just totally forgot about me,” Laura kept lamenting inside the vehicle, while Amelia drove in silence, a horrific frown glued to her face. “I’m talking to you, Amelia, what else did we go to Sam for, if not to hand over the baby to him when it’s born?” “Stop talking mum, I’m trying to concentrate on driving here, or do you wish to get hit by a bus?” Amelia grumbled, glaring at her mother. She was dissatisfied and disappointed, this wasn’t what she wanted; she’d have to call Emily once she settled down at home; but first, she needed to reach out to Derek. “Are you yelling at your mother? What has come over you, Amelia?” Laura spoke the words one after the other with so much emphasis, looking at her daughter as if she was a stranger. Amelia remained silent, her mum was a dramatic woman, that was why she didn’t respond the whole while. “Oh, I get it. You’re angry because the man you dumped is now da

Charity seemed confused at first, if she could, she would have asked Sam what the heck he was saying but she couldn’t. His he finally trying to sack her or what? “Don’t panic, I’m changing your position not removing you totally,” Sam added when he saw the look on Charity’s face. Emily didn’t really like the idea, taking someone else’s job just because of her was somewhat offensive but the fact that it was being replaced by hers didn’t make her fuss too much about it. However, she wasn’t so sure if Charity would genuinely give up that position. “What!….why…I don’t understand, have I done something wrong?” Charity broke her curiosity, stammering as she spoke. She hated this situation from the very bottom of her heart. “Of course not, you’ve been a good personal assistant, it’s just that; Emily here needs that position, why you take over hers. You don’t have to worry, you’ll earn what she earns and all the benefits she gets as the secretary to the CEO of Ethan’s corporation.” Sam co

Derek turned over and looked at who it was, his already paled face lost the remaining color it had. He looked away and continued his sight seeing from his verandah. The view wasn’t too amazing, but it was worth it at this moment. “I tried calling, your phones are down; why’d you do that?” Amelia broke the silence a few seconds after she entered. She was wearing a crop top and a pair of blue Jean and sneakers, a typical outfit.“You don’t belong here anymore, Amelia; not until you remove that thing inside of you,” Derek's voice sounded solemn but serious, he sipped his whiskey and didn’t look back at Amelia. Amelia felt the sudden sharp pain in her heart when she heard the statement Derek made, she was completely devastated and this seemed to be Derek’s final decision. “At least, hear me out first, what…. Why are you doing this?” Amelia’s voice went from confident to a small sobbing tone in an instant. “I’m in no mood for this conversation, Amelia. As long as that thing still live

Charity took one last look at Sam’s villa, one again, she asked herself if she was really making the right decision. This was an opportunity she might never have throughout her life, but having everything in life and being emotionally traumatized wasn’t something a woman like Charity wanted: The more she tried to pretend she wasn’t in love with Sam, the more obvious it became; Charity wasn’t the kind of woman who loved material things over her love life, it was better to leave than to stay and suffer in silence. Sam had given her one of his Cadillacs as a parting gift and a one time payment of about a hundred thousand dollars, and still he promised that the offer was still open. Charity wasn’t sure who to blame now, she definitely couldn’t blame Sam because he made sure she didn’t leave as she came, he still changed her life although it might not be as much as it would have been if she became the secretary of Ethan’s corporation. Sam was a good man, knowing his story; goodness wa

Elena wasn’t surprised to see Ariana, she was angry to see her; if she had slacked just one bit, Ariana would have been here before her. Ariana also wasn’t surprised to see her mother either, she knew it was either she met her here or she came after she was here. But she was a lot happier to see Elena sitting in the lounge and Derek just coming in too, it means they hadn’t started talking. Derek was the one who was surprised to see both his mother and her sister looking at each other as if it was strange that they coincidentally met at his lounge. He stared suspiciously at the both of them staring at each other and then they glanced at him at the same time. “Hear me out first, Derek,” Ariana spoke first, walking up to her brother. “Do not listen to anything she tells you, Derek.” Elena stood rushing towards Derek too, she was very pained that Ariana was here. “What’s going on here, is there a problem with the two of you?” Derek was much more surprised at their sudden behavior,

“You’ll have what is yours, Derek. As far as I’m alive,” Elena assured him, as they both watched Ariana exit the lounge. “I definitely will, can’t wait to see that motherfucker that my father calls his son,” Derek growled, strolling to where Elena sat earlier. He grabbed the glass of Negroni and gulped it down his throat. ***Sam and Emily sat on an outdoor sofa, close to the big pool in his villa, as they bathed in the weak rays of the evening sun. Emily had just pink feathered panties and bra on with a pair of sunglasses while Sam had his shorts and a pair of sunglasses too. “So what’s your plan?” Emily asked, holding a glass filled with Chapman and staring at the blue skies. This life was worth it, but the problems weren't all gone, her sister would be back soon to prove that her child’s for Sam, and she still hoped she wouldn’t come. “Plan for what?” Sam answered, his blonde curly locks dangling on his forehead as he turned his face to stare at Emily. “What am I now? Would

Derek walked inside his dad’s room, he was still wearing the suit he had worn when Ariana went to his place at noon. She wondered if Elena had stayed all the while, just to come with him to Ethan’s mansion. Derek didn’t even glance around the room, considering the fact that it had been so long since he entered it; his real concern was finding out who this new son of Ethan was. Clinton looked at Derek and sighed; this was really getting out of hand, he thought heading out of the door. “Hey dad, you do not look like who’s going to die any time soon,” Derek smiled, but it was clear that it wasn’t a genuine kind of smile. “It’s never written on the forehead, Derek, is this how you greet your father?” Ethan decided to play along, giving the same kind of smile his son had displayed. “Yeah, this is how I greet a father that has no regard for his son,” Derek stopped in front of Ethan, took a quick glance at Ariana, scoffed and returned his gaze back to Ethan. “What do you mean, Derek?”

Sam!! Derek exclaimed, looking absolutely stunned. “Derek?” Sam looked like he was asking a question, he didn’t even recognize Derek’s voice when he was hearing it in the hallway, all he heard was the words. Ariana mouth fell agape, did they fucking know each other already? “Dad, is this the man you call your son?” Derek turned over to his dad, his face still illuminated with astonishment. “Yes, that’s Samuel Jonathan, your step brother,” Ethan revealed Sam’s full name, looking a little confused. What really was going on? “No, that can’t be, it can’t be, what the actual fuck is going on?” Derek yelled, stomping his foot on the marble floor. This just added another layer of problems to the ones he already had. Sam was the one who inherited Ethan’s corporation? The same Sam that impregnated his girlfriend? Sam remained mute, what he was seeing was hard to believe; Derek was his step brother, he could have never imagined it. He rushed down here because of the urgency Clinton put

“You should,” Derek whispered, and walked out of Sam’s face. There was nothing more he could say or do here, the surprises were enough for a night; he needed to go on and start making plans on how to get Ethan’s corporation. Elena followed immediately behind him, frowning at Sam as she walked past him, she was very angry that even with Derek, she couldn’t cause Ethan to do something about the situation. Ethan pulled himself out of the fight a long time ago, giving Sam full ownership of his company was a smart move, but it isn’t really smart because it puts all of the danger on Sam. The door slammed closed, and the room still remained silent, just the tick of the big golden wall clock that stood on one upside of the wall. Ariana was the one who broke the silence. “I honestly still can’t believe you and Derek had met,” she stared at Sam, her surprise hadn’t faded. “I first met him in Borris’s restaurant, when I was nothing obviously; and that day I was going to propose to Amelia,