Trapped with a Lawyer

Ella stared at him, and walked on.

Though she understood Samuel's attitude towards Catherine, she still got angry, even though she did not know why she was angry.

"I have no feelings for her! Why are you angry?" Samuel was speechless. He hadn't looked at Catherine at all while they were in the suite.

"Samuel, be honest with me. Did you regret that you brought me with you? If I was not there, would you have had sex with Catherine? I mean it is her FIRST time." Ella emphasized on the word "first" on purpose.

Samuel smiled lightly. She really was jealous.

He held her and said in a low voice, "You had sex for the first with me, didn't you?"

Samuel remembered that night very well.

Ella explained herself anxiously, "I sure was. I loved you and only you at that time." She was afraid that Samuel drunk too much that night and hadn't noticed.

She had never been with another man before him.

Ella started to calm down after she heard his laughter. What is so funny?

"What are you smiling at?" She realized that Samuel had baited her into saying that. She felt herself blush. Consciously, she stepped on his shoes.

Samuel smiled again and wedged her into the corner of the empty lift. He lowered his head, looked at her in the eyes, and said, "You are so adorable."

She was so adorable that he wanted to tease her.

Ella pushed him away, and got out of the elevator when the door opened.

Samuel followed her closely behind and put his arms around her again. They walked out of the hotel together.

After they got back home, Ella ran into Jerry's room to check if he had already slept.

Samuel came after her. She asked him seriously, "Can I sleep here?"

"NO!" He gave her a straight answer. Ella kissed Jerry's forehead and left his room reluctantly.

Ella went back to the bedroom, and she was stopped by Samuel from walking into the dressing room. "I want to ask you something."

Ella looked at his serious face.

"What's wrong?"

Samuel closed his eyes with a heavy heart, prepared himself for the answer, and asked, "Ella, did you bear a child in America?" Though Daisy had said so, he wanted to hear the answer from Ella.

What? Did Samuel know about Jane? Who told him? Ella was stunned by the question and stood still.

Samuel got the answer through her reaction. He ground his teeth in rage and asked, "Who is the father?"

What? Ella became very confused.

"Who is the father? Do you still keep in touch with each other?" Judging from Samuel's questions, Ella realized that he thought she had another child with another man.

It explained all the pain he was feeling, which was reflected on his face. Should she smile? Or should she cry?

Ah. Did he think she was a "lady of easy virtue?"

Was she that easy to be seduced? In a rage, she said, "You know who the child's father is, and, yes, we do still keep in contact."

He knew him better than he thought he did.

Hearing her answer, Samuel held her tight in his arms and said painfully, "Never contact him from now on! I forbid you!"

She must have been lying. She was so busy filming that she didn't have enough time to meet with another man in her daily life. She usually came to his house straight from film site everyday. 'Yes! She must be lying to me!' Samuel said to himself.

"All right. All right. I won't contact him. Are you bothered that I have a child with another man?" She held her head up high to see what his expression was.

Samuel nodded, but then shook his head, repeatedly.

"I don't mind, Ella. If you promise me that you will stop seeing him, I'll be okay with you seeing your daughter."

Ella felt very touched. He did not mind that she had a child, with another man! He really loved her very much.

"Samuel, actually..."

"Please don't, don't mention him. I will get jealous and want to kill him." Samuel put his hand on her lips to stop her from saying any more, but he looked at her with pain in his eyes.

It was true, really true. Ella had a child with another man.

He was to blame since he had pushed Ella away.

Actually, Ella was going to tell Samuel that Jane was his daughter, but she stopped.

'Well. I won't tell you then. You stopped me and were unconsciously, making yourself suffer.' Ella felt a tinge of sadness at this thought but brushed it away. At-least she had tried. After Ella nodded, he held her hands and went into the dressing room.

They put on their robes and walked into the bathroom together.

Samuel was not happy after he knew about the other child. But Ella was in a good mood, which rubbed off on him as time passed.

After a while of teasing, they sat in the tub quietly. Ella leaned against him, fondling his chest intimately. "Samuel, do you want to meet my daughter? She is very lovely."

'Well. I have given you the opportunity to see your own daughter. It's your call, Samuel' Ella said to herself.

However, Samuel shook his head and said, "If you want to spend time with her, you can bring her here when I'm not home."

He could not cut off the family bond between them, but he refused to meet the child.

Samuel was very depressed. Very few people could understand how he felt.

Ella smiled lightly, but Samuel didn't notice it. So he continued, "Ella, it's only fair that you bear me a daughter."

He always wanted a daughter, but she bore one with another man.

Ella nodded to comfort him. She turned her head and looked at his gloomy face fondly. "No problem. If you want one, we can have one."

Only Ella knew there was a second meaning in her words.

The temperature between them rose gradually in the bathroom. Samuel stared at Ella as his sexual urges began to rise.

"Say that you love me, Ella." He said assertively.

Ella held her hands around his neck, and said with a discontent pout, "But you haven't said you love me!"

He smiled subtly, and said in a sexy low voice, "I love you, Ella." Even though he had said these words so many times before, this time it felt different.

From now on, she belonged to him, only him, heart to soul.

Ella's heart swelled with warmth and she consented to his request and said it back.

"I love you, Samuel." She meant every word of it, well and truely.

'That's better.' he thought, looking at her affectionately.

"Come here, babe. Let me rock your world."00000