Ssssamantha

~Excerpt~

"Who is she? She is not the one I was supposed to marry."

"Master, She is the other woman's sister. She came here to represent her." His butler responds.

Eric smirks. "That cheeky woman thinks she can get a taste of me and run. Find her, and bring her here."

"Yes, Master Eric."

*
When Mina Campbell is cast out of her adoptive parent's home to represent her step sister at a 'checking' ritual, everything becomes blurry and faded, even worse when they turn their backs on her, calling her a whore who's out to ruin their lives. 

She's sad, angry and despaired.

Until Eric Walters decides to claim the young, cute and petite woman for himself, and slowly, she ends up being the Wealthy Man's weakness, oh, and his strength.

The Wealthy Man's Wife is His Weakness!

Back in Brooklyn, the chauffeur carries the last large suitcase and closes the trunk, sighing very heavily. He's been lugging the bags from the front door for nothing less than ten minutes. It's a different thing to drag one across the grounds, it's a different ball game altogether to lift it to the back of the car.

"I don't understand your sudden obsession with Paris." Greta whines as she wipes her daughter's face rid of some sweat or whatever it is that she is currently doting on.

"I told you and Dad already, since that girl has visited Venice before me, I have to go somewhere before her as well."

"You have been to so many places that she has not been, don't be jealous and stay here with us." Larry cuts in as he walks down the stairs, giving the driver a bombastic side eye when the man rolls his eyes at the mother daughter duo.

"She can't get to Paris before me though. I will not have that. It's my own special place. You can't change my mind."

Damn Mina, Damn Venice, Damn EVERYONE!