After about an hour Sam rolled off her. She laid there, unmoving, closing her eyes and breathing heavily.

After catching his own breath, Sam placed a lingering kiss on her forehead and began to massage her stomach, looking straight in her eyes, that were now open. She looked away nervously, but couldn't hide the crimson glow of her cheeks.

"Is it hurting much ?" He asked.

"A little." She said. He rose up from the bed, pulling his boxers, then pants up his waist. Meanwhile, Chloe covered herself with the sheets. She saw him walking towards a door, she didn't realise was there.

As soon as he opened the door, she concluded it to be a bathroom. She heard the sound of running water and in a short while Sam returned and sat down infront of her.

"I have prepared a hot bath for you. It will reduce the soaring. Just go to sleep once you're done......I'll be back shortly. Alright ?"

"Okayy." She smiled. He carried her in his arms to the bathroom, gently removing the sheets away from her body, he placed her inside the bath tub. "Another key is in the drawer. Only come out, if something happens." He told her. She nodded. Then, he left.

Hot water bath really helped in easing her pain, after she was done, she covered herself with towel and exited the bathroom. Her clothes were neatly stacked on the bed at one place. She smiled and dressed herself up. Thereafter, she saw few chocolate donuts, kept in a plate on the nightstand.

She flopped down on the bed, munching a donut. Her mind wandered to all the events that happened in a past couple of hours and she blossomed like a new flower.

She knew she gave in too quickly but she didn't regret any of her actions. There was nothing about his touch, his look, she didn't like. She savoured each moment just as she knew he did. Their bodies fit together so perfectly, she wandered if, "some pairs are made in heaven." talk is actually true.

She laid down on the bed, and only then she realised, she was completely unaware of the time. Her eyes scanned the room for a clock, when they fell on a wall clock. The glistening numbers of the clock told her that it was 3:30 in the afternoon. She pulled the duvet over her and soon drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

Meanwhile, Sam, Markus and Damon were sitting in Damon's office.

"News travels fast these days....She would have come to know about Carl by now." Damon said, reclining on his chair.

"Hmm" Sam hummed.

"She would definitely play some trick." Said Markus.

"That's why we have to act fast." Damon explained.

"She wants Sam and me....She'll get us."

"Yes...she will, son.
Well, I think you have got slight understanding with Adam and his team."

"They're all efficient." Sam replied almost immediately.

"Good to hear that."

"Listen, you both, I want you to take of her as–soon–as–possible, you understand ?"

"Yes father." They replied, standing up to leave.

"Williams, I have to talk to you." Sam nodded. Markus and Sam exchanged a look, then Markus left.

"What is it, father ?" Sam asked, staring at him. Rising up from his seat, Damon moved closer to him.

"Is she the same girl that got you distracted, son ?" Sam's jaws tensed and fingers curled in anticipation. He gave him a nod and said, "Yes."

"I never saw you taking a girl to your room. Then what makes her so special."

"You know why, father."

"I want to hear it from your mouth, son."

"I love her."

"You know that the fight you're gonna fight can be your last. Right ?"

"It is going to be my last fight, father." Damon had his poker face on.

"I hope you win, like you always did." Sam gave him a quick nod and exited the office.

"Everything good ?" Markus asked as soon as he saw Sam.

"Yeah."

"And how did it go with Chloe."

"Unbelievably good." Both of their faces brightened up, thinking about her.

By the time, Sam went back to the room it was around eight in the evening. He slowly unlocked the door and saw her sleeping like a newborn. Placing bags of  new pair of outfits aside, he walked closer to her and kneeled down, softly removing strands of hair from her face, he pecked her forehead.

He changed into more comfortable cloths and propped up against the bed, admiring her. He pulled his phone out, looking at the picture of his mother, he said, "I wish I met her in other circumstances. I wish you could have met her."

Chloe was awake by the time Sam had come out of the bathroom, however, she was pretending to be asleep, to know about his more silent ways of showering her with love.

"I have seen you do that before." She said, turning around. Upon listening her voice, he looked down at her, placing his phone at the nightstand.

"Since when are you awake ?" He asked somewhat seriously but there was no hint of anger in his voice. Chloe inched her way over to him and rested her head on his chest, wrapping her arm around his waist. "Not long."

Sam enveloped her in his arms and said, "When did you see me doing this before ?" Chloe exhaled a soft breath.

"That night when we...we were playing that game. I thought you got mad at me... so later that night I came to apologise, but I saw you....you..."

"Mourning ?"

"I...I don't know, how to put it." He suddenly, then lifted her up and seated  her on his lap. A slow startled squeal escaped her mouth before she turned red as a rose and she nervously bit on her lower lip.

"Forget about it, Chloe...." A look of disappointment crossed her features that did not go unnoticed by Sam, but he dismissed it and focused on more important thing at the time, "I have something else to tell you."

"What is it ?" Softly, she asked.

"I will have to leave tomorrow." Her eyes widened.

"Where are you going ?"

"To end everything for once and all." Her eyes flickered around the room as she swallowed the air around her, that stumbled in her lungs, before coming out.

"You can end this all by not going. You, Markus and me. We can go away from here and start fresh."

"She'll always come after us, Chloe and I can't let her hurt you. This will be the last time." He said, she hugged him tightly, calming herself down in his embrace while he gently stroked her hair.

"I kept some donuts for you." She said, pointing at the table.

"I am not hungry, Chloe."

"Atleast one."

"Later.." She sighed and trailed her finger down his chest. In response, he let out a shaky breath and tightened his hold on her.

"Yesterday night, I heard something else too."

"What did you hear ?"

"I...I heard...you say...that...that you both killed her husband cause he did something very bad to you." She felt his muscles tense.

"Were you eavesdropping ?"

"I am sorry." Embarrassed, she said.  
"You don't have to tell me anything." He closed his eyes, then opened them to find her staring at him with an apologetic look in her eyes.

"You wouldn't want to know." He whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. 

"I do."

"And why is that ?" She slowly lifted her hands and placed them on either of his cheeks.

"Cause I want to be the one you can share all your aches, pains and sorrows with." For a brief moment, silence engulfed them as Sam stared her in awe before embracing her in his arms again.

"It's been so long, Chloe...but it still hurts the same."

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