I Can Only Love You

Chapter 10

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When the taxi passed by Beverly hills hotel, Sam told the driver to stop.

Tracy:" Sam it's already late, aren't we going home? You supposed to take your medication and rest. "

Sam didn't say anything, Tracy could only follow him out of the car.

Looking at the hotel infront of her, shouldn't help but frown. She had never thought she could come back to this place after that incident.

Sam turned to look at her with malicious eyes.

Sam: " Do you think I would like to be under the same roof with someone who can't stop injuring me? Starting from now on...I'll leave here, you go home alone. "

After saying that he took out keys from his pocket and tossed them to her. If ever somehow you forget them, you can use password 880805.

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As soon as she entered the door and saw a couch Tracy Adams couldn't help but throw herself on it.

Some much happened today. She went throught ups and downs more like a starring in a movie.

She starred at the ceiling bord for a long time, she couldn't forget Sam's angry face.

In an actually truth, she couldn't blame him. Who wouldn't get angry.

She sighed.

Within one day she smashed his head...okay that was a bit justified but in a hospital she pushed him while he was already injured. How can she justify herself?

*******Tracy pov*******

I have been starring the ceiling and feeling sorry for myself. I don't want to lie, I regret pushing him...he was already injured...why did I push him? sigh

The fact of the matter is that I have asked for his help, so I shouldn't have exploded like that...it was uncalled for.

No matter how much he pissed me.

If ...I mean if I somehow I can irrevocably pissed him off, where I could be possibly go? When can I find a man like Sam? The man I can rely on?

" Tracy Adams...you are stupid."

I said as I hit my stupid head.

The worst part I don't know him well enough to figure out whether he would regret everything and refuse to marry me!

I tossed and turn, thinking about the possibilities.

At last I gave myself a hope, that he would back out on me especially his mother already met me. And secondly he gave me his house keys, I am here now..he is just angry...right! He even gave me the password, didn't he?

Ihheee if he were going to break his word...what would I do....oh my goodness...I am doomed.

After kicking my legs out of frustration, I woke up.

" No I can't let that happen. I have to do something to appease him before he changes his mind."

" Yeah there is a saying that says the is no such thing like a free lunch. "

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AT BEVERLY HILLS HOTEL

Sam sat on an armchair, with his head wrapped in thick bandages. His legs were elegantly crossed and his face was gloomy.

Looking at the big and comfortably bed infront of him, he couldn't help but thinking about what happened between him and Tracy that night. He felt his headache getting worse.

His face only relaxed when Lucas Noah his assistant entered the room and handed him his new cellphone.

Sam: " That was fast.."

He didn't even thank or look at him.

Lucas: " Anything for my boss. "

He replied enthusiastically.

Lucas was already asleep when he received a call from his boss, his majesty...he was forced to crawl out his bed and attend him. He bought this expensive cellphone hopping to gift it to him on his birthday. Now he was forced to give him now because all the shops were closed at this hour. He held his breath, hopping he would be satisfied.

For Godness sake his boss's tamper was no joke. It was worse the the weather in Cape Town.

Right now he stood in a room, his hair were in a mess from sleeping...like he was a comical sight.

Sam turned to look at him and nodded in satisfaction.

Well atleast Lucas ridiculous face cheered him up a bit.

Noticing a satisfied look on his boss's face Lucan couldn't help but test the waters.

Lucas: " Ehh boss i can see that it is already half past 10 at night.

Sam: " Yes"

Lucas: " There is quit a distance between my house and Beverly hills hotel, from the east end of the city to the west end..."

Sam: " I told you to buy a house near the company...did you listen to me?"

Smith Enterprises was 7 minutes drive from Beverly hills hotel.

Lucas: " Ofcorse I would If I could..."

Lucas mumbled bitterly.

If he can be able to buy a house here, he was not sure if he would have money to get married and take care of his sick mother.

Sam: " Don't tell me you want to sleep with me.?!"

Lucas: " Eeh my house is a bit far and it's late now...I was wondering if I could sleep here just for tonight only...."

Sam glanced at him unconcerned.

Sam:" What do you think."

Lucas: " Boss I have to go to work tomorrow..."

Sam: " I know you follow me everyday and everytime but that doesn't mean I would like to wake up on a man walking on briefs in the morning. Got it!"

Sam has been working with him for more than six years. He knew the kind of person he was.

He nodded bitterly.

Lucas: Haha then I guess it's my cue to go home now."

Sam nodded and continued flipping his phone...than something popped out his mind.

Sam: " Luke wait..."

Lucas: "Yes sir"

Sam: " Find anything about the woman named Tracy Adams. I want the information ASAP."

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Sam Smith is a man who always pay great attention to his appearance.

Right now he was going to avoid going to the office in the name of recuperating.

He was always known for being elegantly refined and impeccably handsome. He was not going to show this ridiculously sight in the company like a monkey in a zoo.

He was usually busy as he was a CEO In a big company in such a way it was hard for him to adjust and spare sometime. Now that he had to stay in a room for a whole day, he found everything about this room annoying.

Then he thought he should call his friend Goerge and invite him over for drinks. Soon Goerge Anderson came. As soon as he came in he threw himself on a couch and rubbed his eyes. He looked exhausted.

Sam: " Hey I called you here to drink with me....why are you playing dead now?"

Sam was teasing him.

Goerge: " Geez man...you think everyone is like you...remote controlling a company like a phone? I am not like you...I am using my technical skills to make a living okay..its tiring....give me a break."

Sam: "Hey....hey ...hey...it's not my fault you chose to be a Saint...your father wanted you to work in your family's business. "

Sam was busy teasing Goerge when the beeping sound from a computer interrupted him. It was a notification of a email.

He clicked to open...then booom!!!

Tracy Adams information and photos appeared on the screen.