Get Me Married

Chapter 64: Final decision

JORDAN

The mansion suddenly had this empty, void feeling to it. And the maids who were always running to and fro from Genesis room to the kitchen and back to her room were no longer in sight like I didn’t have one staff inside the house. It was quiet like no one else was in the house and I never realized that the sudden silence had left a terrible feeling in my troubled heart.

“Margaret….” I yelled uncomfortable at the way things were. I never realized how I had gotten used to seeing the staff with her in the kitchen or the dining. I was used to knowing she was in that house whenever I see staff going to her room because they liked her and for a strange reason, like to be around the woman I wedded. Unlike Samantha, who they always ran away from. I never realized that the atmosphere would change so much in her absence.

“Margaret…” I yelled again but this time, I turned to the stairs.

“Margaret…” I called out again when it seemed like no one would come out from anywhere anymore.

“Yes sir…” Her voice suddenly came from down the stairs and I stopped in my tracks and turned to her.

“You called me sir?” She asked and I gave her a nod.

“Where have you been? And where is everybody?” I asked dryly, not having a reason as to why I had called her.

“I’m sorry sir, I was at the back with the others” she replied. I said nothing to that. I honestly should have known that it would be that way, after their jobs, they all go to their rooms or gather around somewhere, a place where they can gossip. I looked away from her and turned to take my leave but I stopped.

“Where is Samantha…?” I turned back to her and she frowned.

“The masters bedroom,” she replied and with that, I turned back to where I was heading to. When I got to the top of the stairs, I stopped and turned to the left-wing. The hallway was empty and clean like no one had ever inhabited it before and my heart ached. I looked away and turned to the right-wing and remembered how many times I had always looked to that part of my house. Those days I hated her, those days I wondered how she was doing after her kidnap, those days I felt so guilty when I found out that I’had misjudged her, I always had my eyes at that part of the house and I always felt different with her around. I just didn’t realize that till now.

With a heavy heart, I walked over to my room and opened the door. I just wanted to bath and sleep the night away. But I found out it was dark inside and all the lights had been turned off. A single candlelight was in front of me and it gave out a dim light.

“Samantha…” I called out and looked around the room and noticed that there was another candlelight just a little bit further to the bed, then another and another and it continued. I groaned knowing that Samantha was behind the candlelight and something told me that she had something up her sleeves. And honestly, I was in no mood for that. But still, I followed the trail she left behind by the candlelight and I noticed the door leading the balcony was open. I

suppressed a groan, she knew how much I preferred it to be close but I continued anyway and came out into the balcony where there was a dim light and the night sky helped, accompanied by the light that surrounded the house.

And Samantha came to view. She was sitting leg-crossed on a table with a wine glass in her hands.

had sat on. Then I saw that there was a two-seat at both sides of the table and on top of it were flowers, a bottle of wine,

she was looking really beautiful, with her hair packed into a ponytail and a maroon-colored night robe she wore. It extended to below her knees but she looked beautiful

at

smiled seductively and placed a kiss on my

have missed you and thought I should make up for it” she replied. I raised my brow at her because I was not

my jacket and she took it from me and went back into the room. When she returned, she opened the dish in front of me. My stomach rumbled at the sight, she was right when she said I had not eaten neither did I feel hungry but seeing something so beautiful and appetizing made me want to eat. Glazed salmon and spiced carrot had never looked better. I picked up a fork and a knife even before she laid out

her seat before I dived into my food. And it tasted as heavenly as I imagined. For a moment there, I forgot about my entire day and just enjoyed the beautiful moment I had with the beautiful woman I had in my life.

a moment, I didn’t want

to where I was with a wine glass in her hand. I adjusted and allowed her to sit down on my legs as she intended to,

is so nice,” she

“Hmmm…” I

were this way but I am sure we will be having more of this” she continued. Those words made something strike my heart immediately

the glass on the table and turned to me. She smiled

things this past few days that were strange,” she said and lowered her gaze that they were unable

and it ate my heart. I placed my hands on her cheeks hating that look of

don’t need anyone else and you won’t” she continued and I smiled sadly knowing she

“Sam….” I called out, feeling that it was time to let her in on my

I still love you and

soared in my heart at that confirmation and it gave me hope, something to hold on to, something that would keep me going till I had

her and just like she knew, she leaned in and gave me a light kiss on my lips and pulled away. But with my hands on the back of her head, I pulled her back to me and crashed my lips against hers. Her lips tasted like sweet wine and I wanted more of that taste. With my tongue, I parted her lips and gave

She pulled away from me and smiled while she tried catching her

whispered seductively and got up from where she sat, on my legs. Images of Genesis came to my mind immediately and her blue eyes were staring at me accusingly. A frown appeared on my face and I immediately

“Sam…” I called out feeling the need to

got up and gave in to her. She smiled widely at me and turned around so she would have her back to me, then she slowly started walking

still dark with just a few candle lights on. Samantha pushed me down on the bed and made me seat

on my legs, straddling me. I was right when I said she was wearing nothing underneath, she wasn’t and her breast was visible. And the feel of her bare body against my legs was getting me hard again. But

I