Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1200: Why are you here?

Men's scars are a symbol.

-Is it his wound for the girl? If so, what a drama! -Samantha thought.

She was bitter about it.

She took care of him all night and he ended up treating her like another woman.

-What a scandal, she thought.

Thinking this, Samantha raised her hand and slapped Luca Russo's forehead.

Luca was probably uncomfortable and his newly relaxed forehead wrinkled again.

-Ha, look at you, I must have hit you hard. -he thought.

Samantha was distressed, looked at the hand that held Luca and wondered if she should leave like that.

Samantha proved to be very adaptable. She does well wherever she is.

Eventually she fell asleep leaning against the sofa.

***

Luca felt his body go numb and his head ached as if it were about to explode.

He clutched something in his hands, but he was so tired that it was difficult to open his eyes.

The surroundings were unfamiliar to him.

But then he felt as if the surroundings were vaguely familiar, as if he had seen them before.

But again, unable to remember where he was, Luke's forehead hurt so much that he unconsciously tried to reach out to squeeze his own forehead, but found that he could not move it at all. He frowned slightly and looked to his right.

One glance and he froze.

A girl, wearing white pajamas, sat on the floor leaning against the sofa. And her head was resting on his arm. Her hair was vaguely perfumed.

Her face...

Soon Luca remembered what had happened last night.

Then, he was in a bar and the girl came to chat with him. But after the conversation, Luca felt that he was no longer lucid.

But he felt good that he was about to get drunk.

In the end he was so drunk that he didn't know what had happened. That's why he was so stunned when he saw this situation.

Luca guessed what probably happened.

He was in love with a girl, that's why he didn't like it when other girls approached him. Being aware, Luca then tried to push Samantha, who was leaning on his arm, away from him. With his movement, Samantha woke up.

She opened her eyes in confusion.

They looked at each other for a moment.

Luca thought Samantha was about to scream, when in fact Samantha said quietly, "You are awake.

Luca was silent.

-Why is he reacting like that? How strange! -he thought.

Actually, it was possible that she was surprised to be near Luca if she did not know what had happened last night. But she had been helping him all night, tired. So, she was so lucid that she had no intention of forgetting.

-Get up. -she said coldly.

Samantha looked at Luca and became angry at his look: -What are you doing?

-You're on my arm. -Luca replied without any emotion.

Samantha stood up without saying anything.

She froze and wanted to curse him. When she saw him grabbing her hand, she came closer and said, "Are you uncomfortable because I am on your arm?

Hearing this, Luke frowned and looked at her incomprehensibly.

-Tell me, am I happy?

When she finished, Samantha raised her hand.

Luca held her hand all night, and she still didn't let go because Luca grabbed her hand tightly.

Luca was embarrassed because he really grabbed her hand and wouldn't let go.

He quickly let go of her hand and saw that Samantha had red marks on her wrist.

Luca was stunned, thinking about what he had done last night.

-I don't want to sleep on your arm, but you grabbed me and I can't let go. That's why I stay here sleeping all night. Isn't that your fault? Why are you blaming me? -I'm sorry. -said Luca.

Looking at his wrist, Luca did not know what he was doing last night.

Only that he was very sorry.

He knew that whatever he said, Luca would not refute it.

Looking at his hand, Luca knew what he could say, he just said, "It's my fault, I'm sorry. What can I do for you? Or do you want to punish me?

Punish?

If Samantha had to choose, she would definitely choose the former.

Because she had no inclination to punish others and had no interest in doing so.

But seeing Luke with such an obedient profile was a world away from before.

Perhaps...

Luca did not notice Samantha's flash of cleverness.

Samantha began to make nice, -Forget it, I know you didn't want to, after all, you lost your love, being drunk and not knowing anything is also considered excusable, I'm so generous that I won't take it out on you. But -- I helped you last night, so you must help me once when I need it.

This request?

Luke frowned slightly; this kind of promise was something that many people feared. After all, all you have to do is pay back the money you owe, but this kind of request is something you don't know if you can keep, and it can be psychologically overwhelming.

But. Luca looked at the girl sitting on the cold floor. He thought he had hurt her like that, what reason was there not to say yes?

-Ok, and from now on, if you need help, let me know.

Having said that, Luke sat down and then saw that he was covered by a blanket and thought, -I didn't think he was so nice after all. But it was not strange, if she was not a nice girl, she had not taken a man into her house.

Fortunately, he was not a man with bad intentions.

At that thought, Luke looked at Samantha and warned her: -Do not bring strangers home in the future.