"You'd better prepare yourself for this."
"Samuel, that's just a pretext, right?" Ella complained.
Surprisingly, Samuel nodded, "Because I don't want to lie to you."
Pushing him aside, Ella went upstairs. "You make me so angry. Do you want to know why?"
"Why are you mad?" Hugging her from the back, Samuel pushed her against the banister.
At that moment, Ella recalled what Catherine had told her. Recalling this made her even angrier, "Why don't you go to Emma and help her get out of prison since you care about her that much?" In shock, Samuel released his hold on her.
Watching her walking away, Samuel was speechless. He had no idea what she was talking about.
"What do you mean?"
The minute he entered the bedroom, Ella pushed him out. Standing in-front of him, with her hands on her waist, she said "You never take me to your private island, nor do you tell me anything about it. But things are different when it comes to Emma."
She didn't even let him respond, and proceeded to slam the door shut. Samuel stood there, thoughts racing through his mind.
To him, Ella had broken his heart in worse ways.
Even though he had never taken Ella to his private island, nor talked about it, he did think she was over-reacting. 'There must be a deeper issue here,' he reasoned.
"Honey, open the door." Samuel pleaded.
Ella replied indifferently, "No way."
Samuel continued knocking and began singing, "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..."
Almost instantaneously, Ella opened the door, and sneered at him. 'What a childish thing to do,' she thought.
"Oh, my star." Holding her in his arms, Samuel kissed her.
At the same time, he was thinking about how to punish her for slamming the door on his face.
Ella squirmed away from his embrace. Noticing this, Samuel took a step back but still held her in his arms.
Without warning, he lifted her, forcing her to encircle his waist with her legs for support, and placed her on the dressing table, a couple of meters away.
"I have never taken Emma there before, Ella."
He said it so sincerely, prompting Ella to think that Catherine had lied to her, again.
"But why didn't you tell me about your island? That's why I'm unhappy."
Kissing her lips again, Samuel said, "Unhappy? Don't worry, I'll make you happy again."
Ella pinched his cheeks, a red flush spreading across her face, "How could you be so insatiable?"
She jumped from the table, but Samuel quickly reeled her back into his embrace. This time, she faced the mirror and Samuel was behind her.
"Ella, I'll tell you a secret." Pinning her body against his, he sensually whispered in her ear, whilst seductively lifting her dress.
"What secret?" Ella's breath caught in her throat. She looked at him in the mirror, as his hands roamed freely on her body. She didn't even notice that Samuel hadn't responded in a while, as he devoured her neck, heightening her sexual urges.
Five minutes later, Samuel penetrated her. Staring at her receptive reaction in the mirror, he finally replied, "That is, I love it when you are like this.
So, enchanting, sexy and alluring."
Ella's mind had gone blank, in complete ecstasy.
"Are... you... going.. to apologize to me?"
"Umm, what?...No way." Ella responded.
"Apologize!" Samuel stopped moving.
"OK... OK, I'm sorry... Samuel..."
"No, call me daring."
"I'm... sorry.... darling."
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