All Too Late

“I like your cooking, but you won’t cook for me,” replied Samuel in a crisp and clear voice. His aura seemed ever so regal.

Kathleen’s red lips clamped shut. She refused to talk.

Samuel ate quietly.

The truth was that he was satisfied with being able to sit there and share a meal with her peacefully. He didn’t dare to even dream of more.

Still, his heart ached because he had to force her to eat with him.

He knew that Kathleen never wanted to stay and that she didn’t even want to see him.

Kathleen put her cutlery down after taking a few bites. After that, she sipped water while waiting for Samuel to finish his meal.

Samuel, on the other hand, ate extremely slowly. It was as if he was deliberately torturing her.

As Kathleen sipped her water, she had a frosty look.

“There is something wrong with my stomach,” explained Samuel. “It’ll hurt if I don’t eat slowly.”

Kathleen heartlessly pointed out, “That has nothing to do with me.”

A hint of sorrow flashed past his eyes. “I know. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Kathleen put her glass down and stopped being mean.

Samuel knew that was just how she was.

She couldn’t be mean even though she hated him with every fiber of her being.

Samuel’s dark eyes shone with suppressed desires and intelligence. “A year ago, I stumbled upon some information about how Vanessa has been searching for a woman.”

Kathleen raised her brow and stared at him.

“That woman is connected to Vanessa in some way, but that is not the important bit,” continued Samuel before he paused a while. “The interesting bit is that Vanessa didn’t send Ivan to capture that woman. Instead, she wanted him to kill her.”

Kathleen turned her attention to him. “What proof do you have to back up your words?”

Samuel had a skin-deep grin on when he turned to her.

She gripped her glass, and her fingers turned pale from that. “You have some conditions, don’t you?” she added upon seeing that smile.

“Yes,” replied Samuel, nodding.

out loud. “Hah! And to think that just yesterday, you promised you won’t make things difficult for

“That is true, but you get to choose whether you want to accept those

a choice when you won’t let me have that evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little upset, and her beautiful eyes were glistening with tears from being treated

his smile

her and replied,

Kathleen was taken aback.

committed the crime.

her lip. “What do you want

accept his gift for no

cook for me,” replied Samuel in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have to cook every day, though. Once a week

stared in

on Kathleen, and he grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome, then feel free to just

had stopped her, she would only end up hating

something Samuel knew all

once more. “Do

term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as though it were

shut as if she had figured

will cook for you, but only because I don’t want to be in your debt. However, I will leave at any time, Samuel,

leave, but if you ever return, please cook for me again, okay?” He grinned. A dangerous and ambiguous aura seeped out of his

her had helped solve a huge

be in his debt, but

he gave me. He doesn’t owe me anything…

you if I am free.” She nodded and

you,” said Samuel

left with the folder right

of warm water. A small grin

Good thing she has Charles as her brother. If that weren’t

should be the one to

as that thought ran past his mind,

pressure on the production team and make them chase Kylie away,” ordered Samuel mercilessly. “Also, Christopher’s grandfather set up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a

aback to hear

dear, Mr. Macari is getting a

dilly-dallying and just do it,” demanded

answered Tyson. He put his

in on his victim.

folder with

it to him and said, “Take a look and deal with it however you

all that, she turned around

Charles. “Where did you