Chapter 88
Samantha dressed in formality as usual for their customary dinner at Griller’s bark. The President adorned himself with similar attire to his wife, striking the red-covered ground with black tuxedo at their private moment together. She would always request such dinner at every available day each week. To sharpen their delicate relationship upon the stream of rumors, that is, since show business was creeping them around the globe for newscast in daily basis. Her hands clung into the arms of her man. The President wrapped her waist by his gentle palm across the back. Takuya Matsuzaka’s picture were hanging onto the wall as a part of his presence in the chic-looking decoration of cattle’s skull and crossed rib case which embodied tomahawk beef on its respective bone. Their architect decorat
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