You've always liked Samuel desperately ever since he was assigned by your father to be your personal trainer to prepare you as the heiress of his real estate. But he was always rejecting you for the same reason. You're too young for his thirty-six ass age. He could be your damn second father.

Samuel left the briefing room the moment he was done training you but before he could even get away, you stand in front of him to block him.

"One chance? Please?" You pleaded, holding your palms together.

Massaging the bridge of his nose, he sighed and looked down at you with his cold emotionless eyes. As if he was already tired of your stubbornness.

"Negative." He said nonchalantly. "You have training again tomorrow so don't be late. Prepare and study all the files I give to you instead of asking me the same question only to give you the damn same answer over and over again." He added before walking away from you.