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Sorry for the delay, I was trying to make it….evi- perfect.
NOTE: I feel this is one of those chapters where I feel I should remind you guys this fic is possibly rated M. Keyword: Possibly. Lol.
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A loud gasp left her before her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't breathe. She simply couldn't bring herself to breathe. "Wha-what?" she croaked out in a frightened, confused whisper leaving the criminal who was holding her closely to chuckle at her sudden state of alarm. "Your ring," Scam whispered huskily into her right ear, pressing his lips against the lobe and making her shudder at the inappropriately intimate contact.
Gulping in a sad attempt at moistening her dry throat Sam narrowed her eyes. "…What ring?" she asked sounding more worried than ever. Smirking into her ear Scam let out another chuckle, chilling her to the bone before he lazily removed his arm from around her waist letting her relax for a second before he moved his hand down the side of her body leaving her to gasp.
"Wha- what are you doing?" Sam screamed in panic, twisting and writhing against his body but his left arm was more than enough to keep her against his chest with no effort. Choosing to ignore the protesting redhead Scam took his time running his hand down her waist, gripping her side and enjoying her shudders before he reached back around to her stomach and crawled his fingers across it.
Biting her lip hard to keep in her need to gasp Sam continued struggling only to feel his hand enter her left pocket. "What's he doing?" Sam thought before she heard him mutter. "Nope not here…" he whispered sounding hell amused and confusing her even more. Sam was about to ask him what the hell he thought he was doing when a loud gasp stole her words. Scam's hand was now trailing against her back, crawling up and down against the surface of her spy suit, it didn't help that the spy suit was tight on her skin leaving her to feel every lazy path his fingers were making on her body.
"St-stop!" Sam finally screamed but he never heard her as his hand moved to her butt, gave it a little squeeze while he chuckled at her gasp before running his hand across it and reached around to her right pocket. Dipping his fingers into it he smirked, his face pressed into her neck letting her feel his taunting as he pulled out the object in question.
Holding the diamond ring up to her nose he whispered. "This one," he said and soon she was speechless again. "How…how did he know about it?" she wondered, refusing to believe it was HIM who had sent it to her. "No..No! Why on earth would Scam do this?" she thought, desperately tying to make sense of things but her thoughts were cut short by his voice. "Why aren't you wearing it?" he asked making her eyes widen even more as they threatened to pop out of their sockets.
After a few moments of listening to her quiet, fast breaths Scam smirked before turning her around so that he could see her face. Raising her chin he made her look into his eyes while refusing to feel bad for the shock in her gaze. "I knew you were traditional Sammie…" he said, his left eyebrow raised in amusement. "But this much?" he asked, his smirk widening as he picked up her left hand with his right one and pulled her closer. "Here, allow me," he whispered and in the next moment he had slipped the ring onto her finger where it fit perfectly.
Staring at the ring in shock Sam bit her lip, ghostly pale before her eyes moved up to the smirking man before her and then back at the ring again as she tried to digest her shock. She did this for a few moments before she gave him a glare. "YOU didn't do this!" she screamed while pointing at the ring to make sure he knew exactly what she was talking about it. Seeing him only watch her with teasing eyes Sam shook her head defiantly. "THERE IS NO WAY IN HELLL THAT YOU DID THIS!" she snarled now ready to rip his hair out.
Scam shook his head in amusement before he gave her a pointed look. "Are you saying I have psychic abilities? Well, well Sammie…" he whispered tauntingly while wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her to him, ignoring the heated glare that formed on her red face. "I can tell you're going to be a wonderful wife, you've already begun to compliment your darling husband," Scam said arrogantly with a little smirk dancing on his lips.
Glaring at his comment, Sam watched him with angry eyes before her hand moved up ready to slap him across the face but never getting the chance because he caught her wrist first. Smirking harder and eyeing her up and down Scam whispered. "Feisty. I've always enjoyed that about you…" he said suggestively, and smirked harder. "It's a fine quality in a lover, it keeps things….exciting," he said, his tone anything but innocent leaving her eyes to widen in shock.
A growl of anger left her mouth and soon her other hand was flying up to hit his face. Unfortunately for her he caught this one too and smirked while holding her wrists in his hands and giving them a squeeze. Giving up on getting away for just a second Sam screamed instead. "I am NOT your…lover!" She said, the last word spoken with a heavy amount of disgust.
Scam chuckled. "Of course not darling, my mistake. You're my fiancée," he whispered sounding almost possessive. Her eyes narrowed in rage, Sam shook her head at the madman before her. "I am not, I never said yes!" she protested, knowing that was how engagements worked normally. He only shrugged carelessly, amusement in his sea-foam gaze. "I never ASKED," he said bluntly. "Oh and before you get your hopes up…I'm not going to," he said while smirking at the shock on her pale face. "It's just not my style babe," He said leaving her jaw to drop at his words and then again at the little wink he gave her following his statement.
So much for normal. Scam didn't DO normal. How could she have forgotten that? Glaring at him heatedly, Sam struggled to pull her hands away but his hands were like handcuffs, only gripping harder as she tried to get away. "Ugh! Let go of me!" she snarled making him raise an eyebrow, his face devious. "You're a super spy right? Make me let you go," he whispered leaving her to shoot him another glare as she twisted to get away. He only chuckled at her attempts. "Need some help Sammie?" he mocked while tightening his hold as he looked at her teasingly, his eyes slightly dark as they peered into her own. Hissing in anger Sam raised her leg and jammed the heel of her drill boots into his toe, something that made him grunt and made her grin as she successfully pulled away.
"Looks like I don't need YOUR help," she said with a smirk on her face as she watched him give her a small glare. After a moment of enjoying her freedom from his hold Sam shook her head and let out a breath. "Whatever. This nonsense has gone far enough," she muttered while realizing that because Scam had been the one to give her the ring(for reasons she couldn't, DIDN'T want to understand) this had to be some kind of stupid joke. Well it ended now. "Now if you're done fooling around," she spat, taking off the ring. "You can just surrender and I'll take you back to WOOH-"
Sam gasped as Scam lunged at her and soon he had her pinned to the nearest wall. His hands tightly held down her wrists and his chest crushed hers as he gave her a dark, angry look. Nothing but raw fury in his eyes. "Sc-Scam?" Sam stuttered, unable to fight the fear in her voice despite trying to. Ignoring her stuttering he pressed his body deeper into hers. "Put my ring back on your finger…" he hissed darkly. "Right NOW."
Sam gulped, easily hearing the threat in his tone. As if he would kill her right this second if she didn't do exactly what he said. Working up her nerve and telling herself not to be afraid because she was a trained super spy Sam shook her head. "No," she said defiantly. The fury on his face only grew as his hands pressed her hands deeper into the cement wall and his nails began to dig at the flesh of her wrists leaving her to bite her lip to keep herself from whimpering.
"Are you saying you won't marry me Samantha?" he hissed, his nose touching hers and his eyes swivelling with anger only making him more dangerous than she knew he was from memory. Tim Scam. Murderer of possibly a 100 people, high-risk offender that had committed nearly every crime known to mankind. Right now it looked like she was going to be victim number 101. Clearing her head and trying to stand her ground Sam twisted her wrists under his hold. "What the hell Scam? This isn't funn-"
He cut her off by slamming her body harder into the wall and making her gasp. At this point she could feel his thighs pressing into hers while his angry, rampant breaths warmed her pale face and neck. "Answer the goddamn fucking question!" he growled only tightening his grip more as his angry voice echoed off the walls making some crates come crashing down into bits of dust.
Sam just stood there with her eyes as wide as saucers. Was he seriously serious? Seeing his determined face and remembering the dead seriousness in his tone Sam shuddered. Watching him in uncertainly her lips remained sealed as her brain struggled to figure him out. What did he want from her? Why was he doing this? Not being able to understand any, even ONE logical motive behind his….marriage proposal, Sam took a deep breath before looking him in the eye to tell him he had gone insane. But the look of pure murder that was on his face made her look at his feet instead. They were barely two inches away from her own. She gulped before deciding enough was enough.
"…No," she said, answering his question and closing her eyes expecting him to do something to hurt her for her answer. Or maybe he would laugh in her face? This had to be a joke after all. Scam was a notoriously sarcastic, brute and rude man. Somehow he must have found out about how she, Clover and Alex had always planned to marry on the same day and now he was using that fact as a means to make her feel bad in his personal vendetta against her. It was a sick, twisted joke. And now he would be laughing.
"Okay, that's fine," he said, suddenly and quietly as he released her. Sam stared at him in confusion and surprise as she rubbed her stinging wrists where pressure marks from his hold where showing. "Maybe he's finally coming back to his senses and realizing this stupid joke of his isn't going to do him any good," she thought, biting her lip in uncertainty as she watched the man who was standing with his back to her, his head slightly bowed and his fists clenched at his sides with his knuckles almost white with his hold. She was about to ask him to surrender again, now that he was done with his nonsense only to stop when he started speaking again.
"Although…" he started softly." If we can't marry…why should Clover and Alex?" he asked leaving her to furrow her eyebrows in confusion. What was he going on about now? He shrugged, his back still to her. "Why should your friends be happy when I'm not?" he growled and soon Sam's eyes were wide in panic. What did he mean by that? Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. The knot in her stomach told her this was some kind of threat or warning, neither of which she wanted to receive from a man like Tim Scam. "What?" she said, wanting an explanation for his words. Turning his head over his shoulder he gave her a menacing look. "That's right Sammie. You refuse ME and I'll make sure no one gets married," he spat leaving her skin to go cold yet again. "He doesn't mean…." she thought. "He wouldn't!"
"Not Blaine or Darren," he said, turning around to face her fully and revealing how much he knew about her friend's lives, her life. "Not your dear Alex of that blonde idiot Clover," he hissed while enjoying the worry that was mounting in her green eyes. She may not know exactly where he was going with this but she was smart enough to be afraid. And he would use that fear to get what he wanted, and nothing, no one would stop him.
Looking dead ahead into her eyes Scam smirked, "I will kill them…ALL." A gasp left her throat before she could control it and her heart beat in panic at the unnatural calmness with which he had mentioned killing. He wasn't even flinching.
Blinking rapidly Sam shook her head, not willing to let him gain the upper hand. He wouldn't kill them. He wouldn't kill Darren and Blaine, they had never done anything to harm them. Sam bit her lip a second after that thought as she realized that this was the man who had built an Evapoblaster to evaporate all the earth's water. What was she thinking? Scam didn't give a damn about who he hurt as long as it served his means. As long as it did what he wanted. Cause pure, disruptive chaos.
"You're bluffing!" she screamed, giving him a glare and hoping he would laugh or give her some indication that he didn't mean what he said. How was she going to live with the guilt of her friends, their fiancées dying? Scam only crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow coolly. "Am I?" he asked, giving her a pointed look and leaving her heart to drop in a pit of dark despair. He was serious. Tim Scam didn't bluff.
"Oh god, what do I do?" Sam thought, panic shadowing her mind as she realized what trap he had worked her into. He was downright blackmailing her, threatening her with murder. Her eyes flew to his serious-looking face, not even one bit of compassion or care showing there. All that was there was a small smirk tugging on his lips and threat mixed with lust in his gaze as he stood there looking at her predatorily. Like a piece of meat he was going to devour. Like a snake about to swallow its prey alive.
Sam stood frozen in place as he began to take slow, lazy steps towards her. He stopped when his feet where practically on hers and gave her a harder smirk. "You have a choice Samantha…" he whispered before he began circling around her, walking slowly and making her feel suffocated as if he was a Boa constrictor and he was slowly wrapping her in his deadly grip. With every step he took he was wrapping around her conscience and tightening his hold each time she took a breath.
"I can't breathe," Sam thought, taking a breath with much effort as she felt like she was drowning in fear. Her head spun around and she felt as if she would faint but Scam never gave her the chance as he grabbed her waist and pulled her in a forceful embrace. She simply slumped against his body, too mentally exhausted to do anything at this exact moment. The smirk on his lips told her he knew that.
"You have a choice…." he repeated, his index finger now tracing her cheek, dragging its way down to the corner of her lips while she glanced back with widened eyes, her mouth sealed with fear. He smirked harder. "Either you let four people die. Four friends that you care for…" he whispered while running his finger across her jaw and giving her a smile. "Or you marry me." Her eyes widened even more as she gulped dryly. Scam let his other hand crawl down her back and grip the curve of her waist while he brought his head down to hers closer and closer until his nose was touching hers and he was looking straight into her eyes. Sam stared back unblinkingly while she easily, regretfully recognized all the raw lust that was darkening up his gaze. Turning beautiful sea-form into sinful black.
"It's your decision," he said huskily leaving her to shudder before his lips crashed onto her own. Sam's eyes closed while her brain struggled not to shut down from what she was facing. Taking no mercy on the girl stuck in his grasp Scam took his time pressing his lips against hers, filling the crevices of her lips with flesh from his own and leaving no space between them. His hands plastered against her smaller form and moulded her body into his, her chest pressed tight against his, his arms holding onto her as if she was a part of his own body meant to be one with him. The digits of his fingers pressed into her waist, digging into her flesh from over her spy suit deeper and deeper until she could tell how badly he wanted to tear it off her body.
He answered her soft trembles and whimpers with a growl while his mouth never separated from her own. Sam's head spun around and she found her hands gripping his shoulders, clawing at them in an attempt to make him stop because she needed to breathe.
Feeling her go limper and limper, Scam smirked against her lips before opening his mouth and running his tongue against her lower lip, enjoying the taste of her glossed lips, the feel and the texture before his teeth bit into them making her gasp and give him entry. Soon his tongue was teasing hers and running along the insides of her mouth only making her gasp more and more as she pulled at his coat and silently demanded to make him stop.
He didn't bother.
Panicking and running out of air Sam moved her hands to his face and gripped it while trying to push him away. Her eyes widened when he simply moved his hands and gripped her face, harder and kept her face in place not breaking the kiss. She let out a muffled sigh only making him kiss her harder. Realizing that he wasn't letting go Sam thought long and hard, it being difficult to do while he was stealing her breath and trying to twist his tongue around her own. She couldn't believe how easily he was winning and dominating her with a kiss. With an act so wrong that it was a blemish on her purity, one that he was enjoying.
"What do I do?" she thought, panicking even more when she felt him lowering her to the ground and soon she was under him, and his hands were searching her chest for the zipper of her spy suit. Knowing this needed to stop Sam tried not to gasp when he pulled the zip down an inch. Sam thought fast before moving her hands and placing them over his, making him stop. Breathing in through her nose and having gotten an idea that bothered her but knowing she had not other choice Sam slowly began to kiss him back.
Scam seemed to tense over her body which made her smirk because she knew he didn't know (for once) what she was thinking. Pressing her lips against his tightly Sam hesitated for a moment but knew she had to distract him and soon she had moved her tongue into his mouth. Twisting her tongue around his she deepened the kiss even more while ignoring how her lips were tingling, evidence that they would be swollen afterwards.
Feeling him kiss her back Sam relaxed. "So far so good," she thought before slowly moving her hands and placing them on his chest and gripping his shirt there. Using her hold she rolled forwards making him move backwards and soon she was the one on top. Keeping her mouth connected with his Sam pecked at his lips giving him the impression that she was going along with this while opening one eye and checking how close she was to her target. Smirking in her head she rolled over again still kissing him while trying to ignore how his fingers were grabbing her hair and pulling at the roots. "Closer," Sam thought before taking in a deep breath through her nostrils and rolling them over one last time so that he was under her. Starting to pull away she wasn't surprised when he tried to pull her back but she grabbed onto his shoulders instead and pulled him up against her.
Giving him a shove she made him lean against the pole behind him, surprising him when she gave him another kiss. Moving carefully her hands travelled down his body, roaming his chest and working their way downwards. When she reached his hands she gave them a squeeze before taking one hand away and drawing out the handcuffs she had with her. In the next second she quickly grabbed his hands and cuffed them behind him on the pole.
Smirking, she broke the kiss and threw him a look of victory. Scam blinked for a second before he tried to move and realized what she gone and done. She had used their kiss to distract him and now he was trapped. Giving her a glare Scam twisted in his place. "This isn't over Samantha," he hissed threateningly while his eyes never left her body, not even to blink. Raising her hand Sam wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand. "It is," she said decisively, missing his smirk as she took out her X-powder and quickly called WOOHP and let them know the mission was a success.
Within moments WOOHP agents were there to take Scam away, and Jerry was congratulating her on a job well done. Moving to leave the factory Sam caught Scam's eye and slightly stiffened when she saw the smirk on his face and for a moment she worried that perhaps this wasn't really over after all. "Nah," she thought as she got into the helicopter and sat down. "It's over… "
Running to slip through the hotel's glass doors Sam took a deep breath while glancing at her watch. "Clover's gonna kill me!" she thought, knowing she had promised to be there for the cake sampling but the mission had taken forever. She paused for a moment, remembering the mission and Scam and shuddering at the thought. Her eyes landed on the ring she was still wearing and she moved to take it off before anyone saw it only to find herself remembering his threat. "I will kill them all…" his voice still whispered darkly in her ears.
Taking a deep breath, Sam turned the ring inwards so that only the band showed on her finger before she went over to where Alex was waving at her with a smile on her face. "Hi guys!" she said cheerfully before sitting on a chair. "About time," Clover muttered before giving her a glare. "What took you so long?" she asked leaving Sam to sigh. "I had a mission Clover, you know what that's like," she said making the blonde sigh and nod. Jerry had always worked them all to the bone and now with Sam being the only one left on the team he must be working her extra hard. "Yea, unfortunately I do," she said before smiling at the redhead and pushing a glass of water towards her with a smile. Smiling back Sam began drinking the water, glad that Clover was being understanding.
"So who was the creep you faced time?" the blonde asked a second later leaving Sam to spit out the water she had drank and cough violently. "Sammie?" Alex said in concern while patting her back. Getting a hold on her coughs Sam smiled nervously. "I'm okay," she croaked out before taking a breath and telling herself to get a grip. She could talk about Scam without bringing up what he had been doing. It wasn't even important. It was all over. "Scam," she said slowly leaving her friends to give her an understanding glance. "Ah, him. I remember Scam. That guy was one major pain in the ass," Clover said making them all giggle, no one noticing how Sam's laughter was strained and nervous.
Sitting before her the blonde frowned at the sight of Sam's pale face once she had stopped laughing. "Why does she look so terrified?" she wondered before waving a hand in front of best friend's face because she seemed to have spaced out. Smiling Sam glanced at Clover only to find her looking at her in concern. "You look drained Sammie," she said, turning to Alex who was biting her lip in worry. "Did scam do something terrible to you?" Alex asked making Sam blink as she struggled to figure out what to say only to hear the blonde snort.
"Yea more than he normally does?" she said before shaking her head and huffing. "I mean you never know what he's capable of. Scamlar? Brainwashing our mothers? Turning Jerry evil?" she said, brining up just some of his past plans that they had all faced together and had never forgotten since their effectiveness made them worth remembering. Listening to her friend Sam quickly realized that if Clover and Alex had been with her then Scam would have never been able to do all that he done today. Sam bit her cheek when she felt her lips tingling annoyingly. She was all alone in this.
Sighing Clover shook hear head. "Well actually he is the most evil villain we faced. The most evil and most dangerous," she said seriously as Alex nodded in agreement. Clover smiled at the redhead. "Good luck dealing with him all by yourself Sammie," she said thoughtfully but her words only made Sam gulp as she realized she was all alone in dealing with Tim Scam. Slapping her hand on the table she giggled. "You're going to need it to deal with that creep," she said with a chuckle while mentally padding herself on the back for deciding to quit WOOHP. "I'm glad to be done with him and other criminals," she said with a shudder. It was the best decision she had ever made.
Still speechless Sam nodded while trying to bottle up her fear. "Good luck isn't enough," she thought. "I'm going to need some quality, heavy duty weapons to deal with him," she sighed before her thoughts became fully consumed by the mentioned man all over again. "What does he want from me?" she thought, stress pounding at her nerves. Today in the factory, he wasn't stealing some weapon or planning to blow up WOOHP. He had been waiting for her. Waiting to tell her HE was responsible for her anxiety all this time. Ever since she had found that ring at her house.
Sam silently shuddered before her eyes widened. "Wait a minute…SCAM was the one who was at my home?" she thought, gulping down a very dry throat. "My bathroom while I was showering?" she thought before her skin began to prickle with icy goose bumps and soon she was unconsciously pulling her clothes closer around herself feeling almost naked and worrying that she was still being watched by his sinister gaze.
"I'm not asking," his words still haunted her and Sam glanced at her left hand and cautiously moved it off the table and into her lap, hiding her ring finger. Still thinking hard and trying to apply logic to this bizarre situation Sam narrowed her eyes. It had to have been a joke. He was trying to humiliate her, after all if anyone at WOOHP would believe she was marrying him she would lose her job as a spy. That what he wanted, right? Sam sighed, still unsure of his motives and shivering at the memory of the touch of his hands. She would have to shower hard tonight, she told herself before she remembered again, how he had been in her shower and she found herself jittering. Maybe she'd skip the shower just for tonight.
"He's lost it. This is some kind of weird plan and since I'm the only spy left on the team he's tormenting me," she told herself before she shook her head. "Correction," she said to herself. "He WAS tormenting me, he's in jail now," she relaxed with a smile only to hear her voice nag in her head a quick moment later. "Then why are you still wearing his ring?" Rolling her eyes at her own thought Sam shut the voice in her head up. She was only wearing it because she didn't know what to do with it yet. She would dispose of it soon.
It was all over. What ever he was up to was done. He was in WOOHP's high tech prison and she was safe. A knot formed in her stomach following that thought because she knew she was being illogical. WOOHP had never been able to stop Tim Scam before. Ever. Gulping dryly while nodding at something her friends where saying absentmindedly Sam felt herself sigh. "What if this isn't just a joke?" she thought but remained confused at what kind of revenge plan involved marrying your enemy.
Furrowing her eyebrows together a small gasp left her when a scary thought formed in her panicked head. "He isn't going to marry me and force me to give him an heir that he'll raise to be evil and destroy WOOHP and then me as well, is he?" she thought her face as white as the satin tablecloth she sat before. "You never know, he's the definition of twisted after all. Twisted and dangerous," she thought while tensing even more until she could feel her bones go rigid.
Tim Scam was a demon, a snake in the grass and what he was planning could never be seen coming. Slightly gripping the edge of the table Sam panicked even more. "Oh god what if that is plan?" she thought, her stomach lurching at the thought. What if he was seriously thinking of forcing her to have his kid?…
Stopping her paranoid thoughts Sam took a deep breath in and stepped on her toe with her heel. "Stop it Sam, you're reading wayyyyyyy too much into this!" she told herself before counting to ten and calming down. "And besides if he tries to touch me ever again, I'll kick his ass right back to jail where it belongs," she thought with a small smirk. "I'm not afraid of him," she told herself while ignoring how her mind told her she was a liar for having that exact thought. But she was a trained super spy and she could take Scam any day.
Taking another breath of relief Sam smiled brightly. "I'm safe, he's gone," she reminded herself how what he had done was a joke in bad taste, but it was over. Just today she had arrested him all on her own, while the method wasn't preferred she had still done him in. She was more than capable of arresting him again if, IF he got out. So there was nothing to worry about. Smiling at that thought she froze when she felt her lips tingling like they hurt. "What the…" she thought before remembering that kiss he had forced on her. It was one….long, hard kiss. Her lips were still blazing.
Feeling her face heat up Sam rubbed her face to hide the redness before she let out a nervous giggle. "My skin gets so dry at times!" she said, interrupting Clover and Alex who had been talking about cake samples and making them give her strange looks of confusion. Sighing Clover reached into her purse and handed Sam a moisturizer with a small smile as she realized what Sam was going thorough. "I forgot how terrible stress is on the skin," she muttered sadly before smiling. "I'm sooooo glad I quit WOOHP. You should too!" she said enthusiastically.
Crossing her arms over her chest Sam shook her head. "Can't, I'm not getting married. You know that's why Jer let you go so easy Clover," Sam said pointedly. "He understood you and Alex wanted normal, married lives," she said making both girls nod. A moment later there was a twisted, devious smile on Clover's face as she looked at the redhead intent fully. "So we can get you married still! We have 28 days!" she said making Alex slap her forehead and mumble "Not again," and Sam throw a heated glare at the giggling blonde. "Clover!" she screamed, ready to berate her for bringing that up again only to be interrupted when the cake samples finally arrived.
"Thank god," Sam thought knowing she didn't want to think of marriage or proposals, or Scam right now or EVER again. Focusing on the samples they all began sampling the cakes and talking about which ones were best so that two of them could be finalized for Clover and Alex's weddings. While Sam ate a piece of the cake she couldn't help but lick her lips because she was till trying to make the tingling stop. Eating a piece she sighed before running her tongue against her lips again and trying to ignore the annoyance she was dealing with that was keeping her from concentrating on the task at hand.
Watching Sam lick her lips over and over again Alex gave the redhead a concerned glance. "Sammie? Would you like some water?" she asked, assuming Sam's lips were dry. Now that she looked at the redhead's face more closely…was it just her or did Sam's lips look almost…. swollen?
Stopping herself from trying to moisten her lips once she heard her friend's voice, Sam blushed deeply at the implication behind the question. Alex had noticed her licking her lips. "No, no," she said quickly while trying to keep her blush away knowing that there would be questions if she didn't act fast, while also wondering why she was blushing at such a terrible memory.
His lips on hers.
Gulping Sam shook her head and shrugged. "I just…" Sam bit her lip trying to explain only to hear the blonde clap her hands together. "Sam just likes the cake!" she said joyfully and Sam nodded rigorously with a nervous smile. "Yea, that's it! This is the best cake I've ever eaten," she said enthusiastically making Clover grin. "Yay!" she said joyfully before smiling at the redhead. "So which sample did you like best?"
Eyes widening in panic Sam looked down knowing she hadn't really been paying attention to the cakes at all despite having sampled them. She hadn't noted anything. Nothing about them. Not the taste or the colour or the feel of the sweet dessert as it melted in her mouth. She was too distracted to do any of that because oddly, the taste of Tim Scam's lips was still on her tongue.
She could still feel his lips on hers. The texture of them against hers. The way his teeth had bit at her lower lip, masterfully breaking entry into her mouth and engaging her tongue with his own. It was a feeling, something she was sure would never go away. Never, no matter how many times she washed her mouth. She let out a small, quiet sigh at that disturbing thought.
"Well?" she heard the blonde say with a frown. Smiling nervously Sam shrugged. "Well number 1 was good but I loved number 4!" she said cheerfully only to frown when both her friends gave her lost looks. "What?" Sam asked in confusion. Clover gave her a concerned glance. "Sam are you feeling okay because we didn't try a number 4, there were only three." Sam blushed in embarrassment at her silly mistake. "Did I say 4?" she asked with a giggle before waving her hand airily. "I meant 3." Alex smiled. "That was my favourite too," she said before poking the blonde in the shoulder. "Congrats Clover, looks like we're all agreeing with your Cinderella cake,' she said making Clover do a fist pump because there was nothing she loved more than pink and shoes and the cake she was now finalizing had both. Pink in its entire exterior and an iced model of Cinderella's glass slipper at the top for decoration.
"What about for Alex?" Clover asked making Sam smile because she knew she didn't need to taste the samples to know what Alex would like best. Everyone knew how much Alex liked chocolate and there was only one sample in that flavour. "Number 2," she said making Alex smile and nod before they officially finalized their choices. When the man in charge of helping them walked away Alex turned to face Sam. "By the way Sammie," she started, curiosity on her features. "If you were marrying, what kind of cake would you get?"
"W-what?" Sam asked bewildered, making the raven-haired girl laugh. "Chill Sammie, it was just a question," she said with a smile. "I'm not gonna bring up dating or marriage again, promise," she said, crossing her hand over her heart before smirking. "That's Clover's department," she muttered making the blonde rub her hands together and grin. "Speaking of which," Clover started, ready to harass Sam again only to stop when Sam gave her another glare that made her laugh.
In the back of her mind, Sam wondered if Tim Scam was ever going to let another man near her only to stop and mentally slap herself for thinking about him yet again. It was joke, that was all there was to it. He wasn't about to get all possessive, he had no reason to. She was his ENEMY and that was it. Narrowing her eyes in thought Sam shrugged. "Maybe I should go on a date," she thought, knowing it would get her mind off Scam before she frowned. "But then I'll get Clover's hopes up about me marrying in the same day. Ugh! I'm not doing that!" she reasoned with herself before she stood up to leave. "Okay, I gotta go. I'll see you guys tomorrow."
Clover grinned. "Bright and early Sammie, remember tomorrow is more shopping!" she said excitedly. "Maybe we can find bridesmaids gowns, we still need those or hmm…" she thought, biting her lip and thinking hard only to have Alex jab her in the shoulder. "Maybe you should spend tomorrow on memorizing your wedding vows," she said making Clover roll her eyes. "Um hello? I have a MONTH!" she screamed leaving Alex to shake her head. "2 days less than a month," she protested. Clover shook her head. "That's still 28 days!"
Smirking Alex shrugged innocently. "So? You need all the time you can get. You can't use flashcards during your wedding Clover," she said teasingly making Sam laugh before she left the hotel. After she left, Clover shot Alex a peeved look. "Oh that's it! The bridesmaids gowns are going to be allllllllll pink!" she said making Alex laugh harder. "Yea right, like you were going to change it anyway," she said making Clover glare and throw a napkin at her, something she laughed at before the two stood up and left the hotel to get on with their days.
Sam had barely shut the door to her house and put her purse down when the doorbell rang leaving her to groan. "Is mom home already? I thought she was gonna be out tonight," she said out loud as she sighed and went to open the door. Her eyes narrowed when she noticed a man she had never seen dressed in business suit standing there in her doorway.
"Can I help you?" she asked making him smile. "I'm from Creations, the jewellery store," he said and Sam nodded, remembering the name as being from the store Clover and Alex had been shopping at while she had been browsing around aimlessly. Why was he here? Seeing a case in his hand Sam wondered if one of her friends had asked for something to be delivered and had given the wrong address. She was about to tell him that when the man held out the velvet case to her with a smile. "Your fiancée has excellent taste,' he said making her freeze in her doorway.
What the hell was going on? This didn't have to do with Scam did it? Biting her lip and looking at the man in confusion Sam shrugged. "Who?" she asked leaving the man to cast her an odd look and she knew solely by the look on his face he was wondering what kind of girl didn't remember her fiancée's name. He didn't know of her situation though, now did he?
Still looking at her with eyes that practically branded her an ungrateful girl the man checked out a piece of paper and looked at her with a small frown. "Mr. Scam?" he said, hoping the name would jog her memory only to watch her eyes widen a bit too much and for some reason they looked like they might just pop out of their sockets.
Getting over her shock, Sam found herself wondering just how many people he had gone and announced that he was her "fiancée" to with his big mouth. "He's crazy," she muttered under her breath, not believing how overboard he was going in his strange plot of revenge against her because that was all this could be. Shaking her head she decided to take the case just to get rid of the man who was watching her with disturbed eyes. Once he left Sam closed the door and stared down at the black jewellery case in her hands. Taking a deep breath she decided to open it out of curiosity only to gasp when she noticed what he had sent her.
He had bought her a necklace and not just any necklace, Scam had bought her the same necklace she had been staring at earlier today while envying her friends. The necklace with ten carats in pear-shaped diamonds, and emeralds worth a ridiculously high amount of $2 million dollars.
Breathing deeply and shutting the case Sam bit her lip. "He's crazy," she said again, certain he was insane. Why would he do something like this? When did he do this? Sam's eyes widened as she realized he had been watching her when she had been with her friends, that was how he had seen her staring at this necklace.
Shuddering Sam didn't know what to do but pray that putting him in jail had successfully stopped him from this nonsense. Mentally exhausted Sam moved to her room, deciding to sleep early tonight while hoping this was the last mention of Scam she would be ever dealing with.
Tossing and turning in her bed Sam sighed in the darkness while trying to get comfortable. She sat up a few moments later and glanced at her bedside clock. The time was now 2:39 AM. She had been trying to sleep for the last several hours. Sighing, Sam hugged her knees to her chest and glanced at the spot where she had put the necklace in the darkness, shuddering as she thought of Scam despite trying hard not to. For some reason, despite having put him in jail she still felt like she was being watched.
Taking a deep breath Sam shook her head and let go of her paranoia before she decided that maybe a drink of water was what she needed to calm down. Standing up she moved to her door, and opened it about to go down to the kitchen and get some water when she gasped feeling her body being grabbed tightly from behind.
Struggling and gasping in surprise Sam opened her mouth to scream only to feel a strong, large hand muffle her mouth. Twisting and writhing Sam let out a stifled scream as she stiffened when she realized that for some reason, despite being a trained, top level WOOHP spy she wasn't being able to escape this person's steel grip.
Sam flinched even more when she felt what felt like lips brush against her ear. "Did you really think… it would be THAT easy to get rid of me?" the voice uttered huskily leaving her to gasp and take quick breaths as her body went slack on the spot and her eyes widened because she knew that voice and had realized the truth. Tim Scam wasn't in jail. He was in her bedroom.
"Oh God," Sam thought in panic while she struggled to fight him off only to squeal when he suddenly picked her up and in the next second her body was thrown roughly onto her bed. Screaming now that her mouth was free Sam moved to get away only to have him grab her bare foot and pull her closer.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she screamed, while trying to bring down the edge of her black slip and hide her bare skin from his already hungry gaze. Sam shuddered at the look in his darkened sea-foam eyes. Anger mixed with lust and revenge dancing somewhere in between both.
Scam kept his grip tight on her bare leg as he stroked the bottom of her foot and made her shudder. "You know what?…." he said suddenly making her bite her lip when he let his hand travel up her leg almost reaching her inner thigh. Looking her in her terrified eyes, Scam whispered in a husky tone. ""I really don't feel like waiting till the wedding," he smirked making her gasp at the clear intention behind his words.
Going pale when she felt him pushing up her slip Sam screamed. "No!" she growled before summoning her strength and pulling her leg away before she rolled off her bed. Landing on the floor she panicked even more when she heard his angry growl. "Get back on the bed Sam," he hissed only making her stand and race out of the room. Smirking, Scam stood up and stretched before he went after her.
Not looking behind her Sam kept running and screaming while tripping on several things on her way to the stairs that led to the door. Cursing under her breath she practically flew down the stairs while making her way to the main door and aiming to get to her car.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A loud scream left her throat as she moved away from the doorway when Scam landed in front of it and she realized he had simply jumped down from the hallway she had just run through. Landing on his feet Scam smirked before standing in front of the door she wanted to get out from. Staring at him in panic, Sam straightened out her slip and glared. "D-don't come near me!" she howled while she backed away, hoping he wouldn't notice.
Chuckling darkly Scam glanced at her body up and down, enjoying how the black slip, now sweaty from her rampant run was sticking to her porcelain-coloured flesh. "Well…" he started slowly. "For what I want to do...that's not much of an option," he said teasingly while his smirk widened as he began coming closer to where she stood as white as a ghost.
"Scam, stay back!" Sam said warningly but he ignored her, only eyeing her with greedy eyes as dark as the black slip that he was ready to rip off her body. Sam, noticing that he wasn't stopping realized she had to get away. Screaming again she turned and began to run back upstairs aiming to get to her room where she could lock the door and call for help, or possibly escape from her window.
Watching Sam run across the room almost at the stairs Scam glanced down at the carpet she was moving on and he smirked before leaning down and grabbing the edge and pulling it. A moment later he smirked harder when he heard her scream and fall on the floor.
Not giving her a chance to recover from her fall Scam quickly got to her and pinned her down against the carpet. "No!" Sam screamed, twisting and protesting while she tried to get away. Giving the redhead a glare Scam pushed forward and in seconds he had her wrists forcefully pinned to the floor on either side of her head while he straddled her at her waist. Trembling and screaming Sam felt her chest move up and down frantically while she took panicked breaths of air knowing she was trapped at her enemy's mercy.
Looking up at the man on top of her in fear, Sam gulped when he leaned down closer to her and soon his nose was touching her while he peered intently into her eyes. "Now…." he started, leaving her to tremble when his warm breath hovered over the sweat-soaked skin of her collarbone and chilled her to the spine.
Drinking in her fear and silence Scam smirked predatorily, keeping his eyes on hers before speaking in a rough, husky voice. "…Tell me why I shouldn't rape you…."
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