Hollywood Zenith

"Wait, Iblis, It's not like I had done anything wrong. Besides, why do I need to control who I associate with?" Samuel was not a spineless punk! He would show her today, you are gon' learn today.*

"Because, six years ago on Christmas, at 7:48 pm eastern standard time, you promised to marry me, and we sealed the deal with a kiss. Do you know that was my first kiss?"

" Fuck!" He shouted in his mind. As people say, the higher the climb, the more complex the fall!

Well, Samuel was speechless. But he made one last ditch effort.

"But at that time, we were still young."

"What? Do you want to fall back on your promise?" Iblis sneered more as she took out her 'weapon'.

Wait, Iblis, where did the scissors come from? Samuel thought.

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" But Iblis, What's the matter with these clothes?" Samuel asked after calming her down a little.

" Why? Because I'm going to live here." Iblis said like it was already agreed upon.

"I'm sorry, what did you say? Live here? This is my home!" Samuel exclaimed. He could be as free if she always stuck by his side!

"I know that silly, because I live here too, remember?" Fuck! When did that happen?

"Didn't you have a home in Beverly Hills?" Samuel tried a different approach.

"Under renovation." She only gave a small reply while hiding her face.

"I can drop you off at the nearest hotel. It's a five-star hotel, only ten minutes away from here."

"What do you mean? you don't want your fiancee to live with you?" Fuck! Is she doing it on purpose?

But he couldn't do anything; watching Iblis's jade-like hands holding the scissors while constantly making snapping sounds was very scary. He was immediately persuaded! It was strange; he didn't remember her being like this but

" What about your family? Uncle Oscar and your parents agreed on it?" Samuel was grasping for anything at this point. It was his dying man's last struggle.

"You don't have to worry about that, and I have already asked Aunt Laura."

That's when Samuel remembers the last sentence that his mother did mention something like a surprise. Was she talking about this? Well, once this was clear, this was definitely an unexpected thing to happen.

"I guess mother had already abandoned me." Samuel sighed as he resigned to his fate.

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Iblis quickly made herself comfortable with the assistance of Arthur and occupied one of the guest rooms on the second floor.

Samuel was living on the third floor but having a girl in the house was no easy task. Whenever he passed the second floor, he saw Iblis dressing way too casually, revealing a little too much skin. It was a surprise Samuel didn't have a nosebleed every time he met her.

"Iblis, is it really okay for you to walk around like that? You are basically naked in those silk undergarments!" Samuel said helplessly. He was starting to wonder if she really thought of him as a man at this point.

"I have already told grandpa Arthur that no one except female servants can come up at this level. Are you unable to control your urges?" Iblis said as she lightly squished her supple breasts with her arms. She was blatantly teasing him!

"What about me? What should I do?"

"You? you can come to my room? I am always ready to partake in some physical excursion." Iblis said as she made it even more apparent. She was definitely seducing him!

Fuck, I will bear it! I am not a horndog! Samuel controlled his mind and little brain and fled while Iblis's charming laughter resounded behind him.

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It was already nighttime, and the promised time with Darren was fast approaching.

"Iblis, how long are you going to stay?" Samuel asked tentatively while he was having dinner with her.

" It depends on my mood." She only gave him a vague answer.

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What should he do now? His nightlife which he was excited about, was over; now he could only go back to his room and talk with Liliana or Rosaline to pass the time and calm his mind.

He had already mentioned Iblis's arrival to them. They had yet to name their relationship, but Samuel didn't want to keep things from them. Rosaline didn't have much to say about it.

She hardly knew about Samuel's history; besides, she was still wrapping her head around the fact that she was sharing a man. Also, that man was the most sought-after individual of his generation. It was hard to have some if any, interaction with such a superstar.

On the other hand, Liliana was jealous; she didn't show it, but Rosaline was an accident for her. But she was amused by the tactics this Iblis person was using, seducing her man in his own house? That was a first, even for her.

She laughed when she heard Samuel run away from her; she advised him to teach that bitch a proper lesson. He already got the gigantic 'tool' for it. That would have been an appropriate response.

After dinner, Samuel tossed about in bed while the clocks ticked by. He was unable to sleep, dreaming about nightclubs and glamorous parties.

If the girls knew what he was cooking up in his mind, they would have extra pair of scissors in their hands. After thinking for a while, there was only one way out; he had to sneak out!

He made up his mind as he swiftly got ready. Nothing too bling, just some expensive clothes that were easy to move around in.

He activated his stealth ability as he began to tiptoe down the stairs. Everything was quiet as he had expected. Just as he started going down the second floor, someone called him out.

"It's so late, where are you going?" a cold female voice made him stop dead in his tracks!

"Ahaha, my mouth is suddenly dry. I was going to the kitchen to get something to drink. Cold water would be nice."

"You have sparkling water in your fridge upstairs." Iblis didn't comment on his clothes; it was only a warning.

"Hehe, this man, you dress so neatly just to drink some water downstairs? You really think I am a fool?" She sneered as she looked at him.

"Ah, I get confused when I sleep; I am sorry. I'll go up now. Sleeping too late is bad for your skin. I am only giving you a bit of friendly advice ok."

Under Iblis's sneer expression, Samuel went upstairs after embarrassing himself.