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.

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

but you get to choose

a choice when you won’t let me have that evidence unless I agree to your

smile mysterious

folder to her and replied, “This

Kathleen was taken aback.

can prove that Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will be for naught

“What do you want in

to accept his

in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have to cook every day,

stared in astonishment.

undecipherable cold gaze landed on Kathleen, and he grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome, then feel free to just leave.

she would only end up hating

Samuel knew

more. “Do you have any other

you will never agree to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as though it

her lips shut as if

to be in your debt. However, I will leave at any time, Samuel,

can stop cooking if you wish to leave, but if you ever return, please cook for

he gave her had helped solve a

to be in his debt,

me. He doesn’t

I am free.” She

said

left with the

warm water. A small grin

too simple-minded. Good thing she has Charles as

a sharp turn at that moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her. I won’t let her get hurt so long as I

soon as that thought ran past his mind, he picked up his phone to call

set up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a baby. Look into the matter and find some way to

was taken aback

dear, Mr. Macari is getting a little too

and just do it,” demanded

Tyson. He put his phone away

in on his victim.

the folder with her and

with it however

saying all that, she

Charles. “Where did you