I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

“Love, please refrain from going to Buenavista Corporation today after your class?”

Zachary’s words had made Samarra frown.

What exactly is his trip?

Zachary has recently demanded her time. He expected her to be home by seven o’clock at night.

“Why?”

“We have to go to Aunt Lucille’s boutique after class. We need to be there to finalize the outfits we’ll be wearing for the Company Anniversary.”

Samarra nodded and looked at Zachary, who was squeezing the hand he was holding.

Zachary abruptly stopped Samarra from removing her seatbelt. He gave her a close look; perhaps she understood what he meant.

“It’s too early, love, and we can stay here.”

Samarra bowed and swallowed.

Why is Cadden’s voice so hot?

She swallowed and avoided her gaze as she noticed Zachary looking at her intently. She perceived a warning sign that she should not remain inside the vehicle. Zachary, she believes, will do something to her again.

“I’ll go first, Cadden.”

Zachary shook his head quickly.

They are still inside their car in the parking lot because it is too early.

Zachary stopped her from going down in the car. It was only ten o’clock at the time. Their first class started at nine a. m. She did not simply oppose Zachary. If she disagreed, she might end up arguing again.

When Zachary unbuckled Samarra’s seatbelt and pulled her into his lap, she was closing her eyes.

She hissed, “Cadden.”

In her current position with Zachary, Samarra could feel the heat on her face. His hands wrapped around her waist, his head resting on her neck.

“Your scent is extremely tempting.”

As she felt Zachary’s hand rise into her uniform, Samarra sighed.

“Cadd-”

Samarra holds his hand as he puts it inside her uniform. She was shocked when she turned her gaze to Zachary, and kissing her on the lips seemed rash. Samarra quickly raised her two hands to push Zachary, but Zachary quickly twisted one hand around her neck, preventing her from fleeing, and their kiss became even more passionate.

Samarra had no idea where or when she would respond to Zachary’s kiss. She closed her eyes when Zachary faced her by sitting on his lap and lifting her pencil-cut skirt. She sat right in the middle of his shaft. She could see her eagerness in his expression. His fingers started unbuttoning her uniform one by one.

“Cadden.”

Zachary immediately raised his head and met her gaze. She could see in his eyes the desire to finish what he had started. So, whatever Samarra’s hesitations, she closed her eyes tightly. His palm caressed her back and unhooked her bra hook.

“Oh, Cadden,” she moans.

Zachary’s lips were on one of her breasts while his palm was daringly playing with the other. Samarra is unsure whether to push Zachary or approach her too closely. She regarded Zachary as if he were a baby whose mother hung the ruthless exchange on both of her breasts.

“C-Cadden.”

Zachary smiled up at her and lifted his lips to her mouth. He claimed her lips once more, this time hungrily and possessively, and she responded with equal ferocity. In their rage, Samarra had no idea where to take them. After claiming her lip, his lip crawled from her neck to her earlobe, attempting to cool their hot encounter.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t help you. I got carried away. You’re like a poison that intoxicates my senses.”

When she feels Zachary’s lips on her neck, Samarra closes her eyes. His simple movement seemed to send electricity through her body.

“Let me.”

Samarra stopped when Zachary adjusted her brasserie and hooked it; even though Zachary saw and touched her body, she felt shy. Zachary glanced at her before continuing to button her uniform. She inhaled as Zachary seemed to purposefully squeeze her left breast before continuing to fasten her uniform buttons. She couldn’t look at him when Zachary finished fixing Samarra’s uniform.

“Love.”

Samarra even avoided Zachary’s touch on her shoulder.

“Relax.” Zachary laughed as he drew her closer to his hand, held it, and played.

“Aren’t we going in yet, Cadden?”

“Hmm.”

Zachary tightened his grip on Samarra’s neck as if he wanted to consume her scent.

“Can you, Cadden-”

“Ten minutes.”

Samarra sighed as she realized she had no idea how to get Zachary out of the car. She also wonders if she will be able to reject Zachary again if he dares to approach her again.

When Samarra decided to ask Zachary to come out again at quarter to nine, he was forced to agree to take a deep breath. She assumed they would ditch in the class. Zachary was the first to get out of the car and turn around to assist her. Samarra closed her eyes as Zachary quickly wrapped his arm around her waist as she lost her balance while standing.

“Did I weaken your knees?”

When Samarra felt Zachary’s lips still touch her ear, her hair stood on end.

She wanted to shove him away so hard that he laughed at her reaction.

Isn’t it natural that she will lose her balance because she has previously sat on his lap and been numb?

“Excuse me?” she asked, moving away to force them to look at each other.

Zachary, on the other hand, laughs at her slashing. The annoyance on her face seemed so comforting.

“Relax, love,” Zachary said, laughing.

She quickly turned around to pick up the bag she had left in the car after Zachary kissed her lips. When they were alone, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“Cadden.”

Zachary quickly turned to her, his gaze questioning why she had come to a halt, and walked away slightly.

“Look, how can we possibly be together?”

Zachary frowned even more at what she said, as if he disagreed.

“What?!”

As the timbre of Zachary’s voice became louder, Samarra quickly approached and squatted to cover his mouth. She looked around to make sure no one was in the area.

“Would you mind lowering your voice?”

“OK, I’m sorry,” Zachary apologized immediately.

Samarra looked at the man, who was never ashamed to apologize to her, no matter how often she was wrong.

“Love.”

Samarra shook her head and turned to face Zachary, who was holding her hand.

“Cadde-”

“No, buts. Let’s go.”

Zachary held her hands as they exited the parking lot; Samarra’s resistance was futile.

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