I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

Zachary frowned because two cars were following them. He assumed their bodyguards accompanied Samarra when they left earlier.

“Get in, Zach.”

When Zachary heard his father-in-law’s deep voice, he swallowed. Daddy Frost was staring at him. Before getting into the car, he hesitated to smile at Daddy Frost.

When they arrived at the Buenavista Hotel, they were greeted by a man dressed in a black suit. Because of how he spoke, Zachary assumed this man was his father-in-assistant. law’s

“Are you sure the place is safe, Calvin?” Daddy Frost inquired earnestly, to which Daddy Calvin swiftly responded affirmatively.

“Yes, but just to be sure, I’ll let your men do whatever they want,” Daddy Calvin said, as Daddy Frost immediately ordered the bodyguard to check and secure the entire area for tonight.

Zachary felt like a puppet being controlled by the two men. He couldn’t understand what they were saying either. The actions appeared hurried, including Ezekiel, who was also tireless. Perhaps that’s how it is when you’re a successful businessman who doesn’t waste time.

Zachary shook his head as he walked to his lanai room at the Buenavista Hotel. He went straight to the bathroom as soon as he walked in to shower and freshen up.

He thought boys bonding would be enjoyable, but it wasn’t. He wiped his body and put on boxer shorts after taking a shower.

He closed his eyes and lay down on the bed. He had no idea that sleep had taken over.

When someone pressed against Zachary’s side, he immediately opened one eye and smiled.

“How’s your day going?” He asked sweetly to Samarra, who rudely lay down on his top. Samarra appeared to be his favorite person to sleep on.

“I had a good time with the ladies. You? How are things going with my father?” Samarra inquired, her gaze fixed on his face.

“Hmm… We’re fine. I had a great time as well.” Samarra smiled, hugged him, and kissed his cheek, he said.

“Love, I think we should prepare; it’s already six thirty, and our clothes are on their way,” Samarra said, leaving his body immediately. She slapped him on the arm because he was still lying down.

“Love?”

“But what if we shouldn’t go?” Zachary inquired solemnly, causing Samarra to frown. He knew his wife would not agree not to go, but he wanted to irritate Samarra.

“OK, I’ll call my dad,” Samarra quickly agreed, picking up the phone on the side of his bed.

“Hey,” he reprimanded Samarra, who immediately stopped dialing.

“What?”

“Just kidding, OK,” he said to Samarra, aggravating her expression. Zachary continued to frown as Samarra sat down and wrapped herself in a comforter.

“I was kidding, Ara. Let’s take a bath.” He invited Samarra. When he didn’t get an answer, he sighed and picked up her and the comforter without saying anything.

“Let me go,” Samarra said firmly, looking at him as if threatening to throw her down.

“Don’t be stubborn, Ara,” he told Samarra, rolling her eyes.

He slowly lowered Samarra into the bathtub as they entered the bathroom. He snatched the comforter wrapped around her body and hurriedly threw it out the door.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Samarra’s brow furrowed as she looked at him thoughtfully. He didn’t make fun of Samarra even if he wanted to.

“What on earth do you think you’re doing?” Samarra asked, surprised, as he grabbed both sides of his boxer and walked closer to her.

“What, love?” he sweetly inquired as he entered the bathtub where Samarra was. He took a seat behind her.

“Cadden!” Samarra screamed in embarrassment as he lifted the bottom of her t-shirt.

“What?” he asked sarcastically, which silenced Samarra. He could feel her twitching when he touched both sides of her shorts.

He could remove her shorts even though he was behind her.

Samarra was speechless as he clutched her chest and removed her bra and underwear. As he approached his waist, he became aware of his breathing. His seat was direct across from his friend, who reacted immediately.

“Love,” he said hoarsely in Samarra’s ear, making him wince. He could feel her body stiffen when he kissed the top of her ear.

“Relax,” he said as she nodded.

Zachary took the soap and began soaping Samarra from her neck to her shoulders. His hand moved down to her chest. He held the soap in his left hand while his right hand massaged her chest. He could feel her two hands tightening their grip on his thigh every time he purposefully pressed himself against Samarra’s seat.

Zachary had no idea how long he and Samarra had spent in the shower. They probably wouldn’t have come out of the bathroom if Samarra hadn’t reminded him that they would be wearing clothes. He and Samarra had just changed into their bathrobes and underwear when they heard a series of doorbells.

He and Samarra exchanged glances before leaving the room; Samarra sat on the single couch while he opened the main door to his lanai room.

“Come in,” Zachary said, opening the door to allow four people carrying boxes to enter.

“Just put it on the seat, please,” he said, and the staff immediately obeyed. He tried to hand out money as a tip, but the team politely declined.

The doorbell rang again after the four staff members had left. Zachary frowned and turned to face Samarra, who shrugged her shoulders as if she wasn’t expecting any visitors.

Zachary sighed and quickly opened the door to reopen it. He noticed two men and two women carrying heavy boxes. They introduced themselves as the ones sent by his Aunt Lucille to fix Samarra before he could even ask.

He first asked them to wait outside, and they agreed right away.

“Who are those people?” Samarra questioned him when she noticed that he had entered alone. He motioned for Samarra to be quiet before entering the room to retrieve the cellphone.

He called Aunt Lucille to see if she had sent someone to his room, and she immediately said yes. Only then did Zachary realize there were bodyguards on both sides of his chamber; according to Daddy Frost, the guest did not place them on either side of him. Zachary took a deep breath and closed the doors again.

“Come inside,” he said, exiting the room to confirm if someone was watching over him and Samarra. He noticed Jameson at the end of five rooms from his own.

“Jameson?” he called, causing her to turn around, and he and the rest of his bodyguards immediately bowed.

“Young Master,” he says.

“Have you been there before?”

Samarra’s father had ordered Jameson to clear both sides of his room for his and Samarra’s safety, so Jameson immediately nodded. Despite his confusion, Zachary nodded and returned to the room to see Samarra.