Zein's Pov
I checked the rear mirror, twice instinctively as I watched her storm into her house.
As I drove off, my thoughts remained on Joann, the hurt in her eyes, even when she didn't say anything, the look she gave me when I asked her to stay away.
I shouldn't have sounded so cold, 'if she knew the kind of woman Samantha was, she won't argue.' I thought as I clenched the steering wheel.
My phone buzzed again, yet another text from Samantha. "I'll see you soon love, I hope you miss me."
My jaw tightens, I could still clearly remember how Samantha would threaten my little toys, to the extent they would go as far as leaving the country if need be.
I could still remember clearly how I warned a former assistant too late. Samantha had bought the house her family lived in
