CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

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‘Damn, Tushei Samantha!! But fair enough, here” he cuts the cake and then forks it, placing it close to her mouth “You know in India, you are allowed to feed another sweets and cakes“

“We aren’t in india”

“Still. AHHHH, open up now”

She did eating it, ‘Now my turn”

They share a smile

Samantha is staring at him while they eat the cake and then the food laid out for them, listening to the music playing in the background and she is wondering if she is dreaming. This was the same Base that they fought all the time for the little time they worked together, who can’t stay in the same room and all the time he tried to control and enforce his will and didn’t care about a woman’s feelings.