“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