Mr. M was rendered speechless. He couldn't reason out well since his mind was clouded by pleasure.

He just hoped Samantha would not notice anything. He had to end the call as he could no longer hold it. He was about to reach his climax.

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He immediately pulled his thing out of Micaela's core as he released a load of cum, squeezing everything out using his hand.

Mr. M was panting while Micaela rested on his chest. She already had her orgasm even before Mr. M reached his climax.

Both of them became quiet when they were done with the deed. Mr. M couldn't understand why he was bothered by something after having sex with her.

Then he reflexively looked down, staring at his phone. He dropped it after ending the call. Samantha's face popped up in his mind as he watched the phone.

He was bothered by Samantha's reaction. He hung up the phone without saying a proper goodbye. He even committed lots of blunders while talking to her a while ago.

After he recovered, he put Micaela down and stood up to go to his room. He was planning to take a quick shower and change his clothes.

Micaela just watched Mr. M confusedly. She was wondering why he was acting strangely today. She couldn't believe that he left her right away after they were done.

In the past, Mr. M would not stop until he got satisfied. He would end up doing another round with her. But surprisingly, he just left her as if he had lost his appetite.

'Is he acting weird because of his grandfather?' Micaela pondered to herself as she learned that Mr. M's grandfather just left after visiting him.

Micaela picked up her underwear and went upstairs to take a shower in one of the guest rooms.

A maid suddenly approached her as if she already knew what Micaela needed. She handed over a paper bag containing a lady's dress.

Her clothes were torn again by Mr. M. Whenever it happened, this certain maid was always the one preparing her new set of clothes.

Meanwhile, Mr. M had started to soak his body under the shower. His mind was still wandering around Samantha.

'Did she notice something? I hope not.'

Mr. M finished his bath quickly and rushed out of the bathroom. He put some clothes on before going downstairs.

The maid told him that Micaela was taking a shower in the guest room. Mr. M just nodded his head before calling his assistant.

Unlike his usual corporate attire, Mr. M was wearing a leather jacket, blue jeans, and a cap. He knew that his grandfather had eyes everywhere and he was being watched by his people right now.

For some unknown reason, he wanted to see Samantha secretly, without his grandfather's knowledge.

Once his grandfather's men spotted him going to Samantha, they would report everything to his grandfather.

He also guessed that he was not the only one being watched, but also Samantha. His grandfather was also spying and monitoring Samantha.

If his grandfather learned that Samantha caused a problem and brought trouble to Mr. M, he would not hesitate to eliminate her.

Would he be okay if something bad would happen to Samantha? Mr. M was asking himself this question.

'Should I hire someone and assign him to watch over Sam?' Mr. M thought to himself, only to disregard his idea right away.

'No. I should not do that. If grandfather will learn about it, he might misunderstand my intention. He might think that I am defying him.'

Mr. M heaved a deep sigh. 'Whatever?! Why the hell am I thinking about this? I have no obligation to protect her. In the first place, I was also thinking of eliminating her before.'

While he was having a debate inside his mind, Mr. M left his villa to see Samantha. He was already late because of Micaela.

He didn't know why he suddenly became uneasy. Did he feel guilty for lying to her and having sex with Micaela behind her back?

Well Mr. M was denying that fact. He was still convincing himself that he had done nothing wrong. Besides, he was just pretending to be a good, sweet loving boyfriend in front of Samantha.

This was just a facade… a part of his plan. He didn't need to feel guilty at all. After this, he had to part ways with Samantha and pursue Micaela to be his woman.

Mr. M was lost in his thoughts that he failed to notice that they already arrived at a restaurant near Samantha's shop. He asked his assistant to dress up like him while he would serve as his assistant's underling.

Both of them entered the restaurant. He reserved a booth where his assistant would stay while he was with Samantha. His assistant would just be allowed to leave that restaurant after he was done visiting Samantha.

He was trying to avoid getting seen by his grandfather's men. So Mr. M left through the restaurant's backdoor and proceeded to Samantha's shop.

She was currently inside her office when Mr. M entered the building. Mr. M realized that Samantha still had a lady bodyguard.

However, one mere lady bodyguard would not be enough to ensure her safety against his grandfather's men.

Samantha's lady bodyguard was sitting on the bench just outside her office when Mr. M walked over. She almost didn't recognize Mr. M because of his current get-up.

"Is your boss inside?" Mr. M asked Samantha's bodyguard.

"Yes, sir."

"Is she alone?"

"Yes, sir. Her assistant just went out to buy some snacks."

Mr. M nodded his head with a smile. Without further ado, he silently entered her office. He saw Samantha fixing a dress with the mannequin. It was her new design for the current project she was working on.

Samantha was so engrossed in fixing the dress that she failed to notice Mr. M's presence.

Mr. M shook his head while smiling cheekily. He planned on surprising her so he walked over slowly.

It did not take long when Samantha felt strong arms, engulfing her body from behind. She almost jumped in fright.

"I am here to hold you as my hostage. You are not allowed to move," Mr. M whispered in her ears.