TRICKED INTO MARRIAGE - Season 2 Episode 52

Samantha was puzzled. She followed along his line of sight and saw that he was staring at her name…

Was he unable to react because he did not expect her to pass the interview?

“Timothy?” She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes. “Have you forgotten how to read? Or is my name just so eye-catching that you can’t help yourself from staring at it?”

A glimmer appeared in Timothy’s eyes and he finally returned to his senses. He tapped the tip of her nose with his long fingers and said slowly, “You didn’t disappoint. Good job, Mrs. Barker.”

It was rare to hear praise from him, so Samantha’s heart started to bubble with a little bit of sweetness and pride.

Timothy smiled, held her chin with his slender fingers, and lifted it slightly. He leaned his handsome face over and her face was reflected in his black eyes. His tone then became deeper as he asked, “Isn’t it about time for you to show the appropriate amount of appreciation after passing the interview and securing a spot in the competition?”

‘Show the appropriate amount of appreciation?’

Samantha rolled her eyes, but she felt that it was a reasonable request. Had Timothy not guided her in writing her resume, taught her some interview skills, and cheered her on to boost her confidence, she might have been eliminated at the resume stage alone.

She regarded her success as a joint one with him.

Samantha nodded and looked at Timothy. She first straightened her posture before saying sincerely, “Thank you for your guidance and encouragement, Mr. Barker. I shall reward you…”

She paused, blushed slightly, then quickly leaned over to cup his cheek and kiss his lips.

It was but a brief peck.

Timothy raised his hand and touched his lips. After cocking an eyebrow, he said unhappily, “Aren’t you a little too stingy with a reward like that, Mrs. Barker?

“Don’t you know that not everyone can receive guidance and assistance from me?”

Although Timothy spoke in a very arrogant manner, Samantha knew that he had every right to say those words. He had been smart ever since he was a small kid and no one else was ever able to surpass his academic achievements. In just a few years, he doubled the Barker Group’s assets several times over and all the major business magazines scrambled to get an interview with him. After all, listening to the advice of a wise man might sometimes prove to be superior than spending ten years studying books.

Samantha, on the other hand, had very little. Timothy had everything she had, and he also had things that she did not have. The only reward she could think about was that.

She was unable to figure out just what exactly Timothy lacked, so she asked unabashedly, “What reward do you want then, Timothy?”

She then hurriedly added, “It’d be better if the reward is something that’s within my ability…”

“Don’t worry, it’s definitely within your abilities. Besides, this is something only you can give me,” the man emphasized each word as his bottomless eyes stared at her.

“Oh?” Samantha was surprised.

What could she possibly have that Timothy did not? What could it possibly be if it was something that only she could give him?

“What is it?”

Samantha watched as Timothy’s handsome face approached her. The distance was so close that his breath was practically spilling all over her face. His voice became hoarse as he said, “Give me a baby, Sammy.”

‘A baby…’

Samantha did not expect that Timothy was still thinking about it.

Her long eyelashes trembled severely. Instinct drove her into shrinking back, but Timothy wrapped his long arms around her and prevented her from evading him.

His black eyes stared deeply at her and he probed her, “Are you still reluctant?”

In terms of reluctance, it was not as strong as the time they were on Barrkjaer Island.

For the most part, she felt that it was too sudden and was a little confused as a result.

Having a baby was serious business, after all. Should they not consider all possible factors and be more prudent with such things?

Samantha looked up and gazed right into Timothy’s eyes as she whispered softly, “I’m not reluctant per se… It’s just that—”

Timothy’s eyes were already glowing luminously. Before she could even finish her sentence, the corners of his lips curled in a smile and he interrupted her directly, “So you’re willing, then.”

“I— Nghhff…”

Timothy lowered his head and sent a kiss to her lips, swallowing up the words that were about to escape her mouth.

His kiss was extraordinarily tender that day, perhaps due to his good mood. Samantha, who was unable to struggle and free herself from him, could feel her head becoming light due to his kiss.

Unsatisfied with just the kiss, Timothy bridal carried Samantha, lifting her from the sofa and carrying her to the big bed. He then laid her down on the soft mattress.

Samantha could feel his strong body pressing down on her while his big palm slipped into her clothes and started meandering all over. His cool fingertips returned a bit of soberness to her mind and she pushed against his chest. She was almost out of breath when she called out, “Timothy!”

“Mmm?” The man acted as if he did not hear it and his voice was brimming with magnetism. He preempted her words and said, “I’ve already healed from my injury.”

She could no longer stop him using the same excuse she used in the hospital.

Samantha’s cheeks were warm and she gritted her teeth and said, “But… B-but I said it depends…on your performance!”

The nerve of him to just demand it whenever he wanted!

“My performance?” Timothy nodded in agreement. He placed his thin lips near her ears and said slowly, “Keep your eyes peeled, Mrs. Barker. I’m going to perform to the best of my ability for you.”

Samantha’s eyes widened uncontrollably. She was both angry and annoyed! What an utterly shameless man! That was not the kind of performance she had in mind!

Timothy, however, did not give her any chance to protest. He said not another word and kissed her passionately.

Their clothes fell to the ground one after another and the temperature that night was only just starting to rise.

…

The next day, Samantha felt soreness in her whole body as soon as she opened her eyes. It was as if moving a finger was a strenuous enough task. She recalled Timothy’s unrelenting demands and could not even remember how many times she had come. All she remembered was being railed in a myriad of positions, as well as being forced to say all that shameful dirty talk.

‘That b*stard!’

She could not help but gnash her teeth and curse silently at that rascal!

After she had gotten used to the soreness, she propped her body up and took a hot bath in the bathroom, soothing her body considerably.

She went out after the bath and walked to the bedside table, where she unconsciously opened the drawer and took out her bottle of morning-after pills.

Timothy did not use protection the day before and she had not decided whether or not to have a child. Therefore, she had to take her own precautions.

That was her responsibility to the child, to herself, and to Timothy.

Although Timothy wanted a child, she did not seem to be ready just yet and was still afraid of the unknown.

She frowned, and her eyes seemed to believe her convoluted emotions.

Timothy had just finished exercising and was about to go back to the room, but upon seeing the scene before him, he halted his footsteps all of a sudden and focused his attention on her.

Samantha poured one pill into her palm, held it between the fingers of her other hand, then placed it slowly on her tongue.
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