Samantha Brown was just like any other girl you'd pass on your way to work or you'd see shopping at a mall or on her way to school.
But there something about her that enticed Henry- he claimed It was like a connection, a spark that he felt whenever he was around her.
With her brown hair like chocolate and her eyes as black as the night, she looked like a black Angel who had come down to earth to take his soul.
Instead, she stole his heart.
At a tender age of just sixteen, he had developed mutual feelings for her- an undeniable desire he could not hide and neither could she.
But while she was an orphan whose academic fees were sponsored by charity from her orphanage, he was the son of a successful Billionaire, Chadwick Torres. He had a mother, Love Torres and a beautiful sister, Margaret Torres.
They lived happily in a mansion filled with servants scattered around whereas in the orphanage she had to share a small dusty room with seven other people.
While she had to walk to school after scrabbling for the scraps of food left for her by the older kids, Henry was well fed from a buffet meant for ten people (Doesn't mean he finishes the entire thing) and was taken to school in a private limousine.
They came from different backgrounds- or different worlds as Samantha called It, but from every single girl in school who she was confident enough had a chance to win Henry's heart with their expensive skimpy clothes, their silky shiny hair and wealthy background, Henry chose her.
Looking back now, she wouldn't have called It an accomplishment, but at that moment, It was just her and him against the world who didn't want to see them together.
She remembered all those nights where she'll sneak out of the orphanage just to go to school in the middle of the night to meet him.
That was the only place suitable enough for the young lovers to meet. It was in the underground Library.
That was the place they had shared their first kiss, the first place he had fingered her, had fondled her, had given her her first head.
He took all her firsts.
She would always come back to her dairy and write every single experience with a flushed face- almost like she was recreating the experience in her head in a more clearer vision.
This went on for a few months until one night, she finally gave herself to him. She was 16- Yes- young, inexperienced and foolish, and she had let her desire and lust take over her as she let him have his way with her.
It's been years, and It was a shameful thing to do, but each time she was with Adrien, she would always go down memory lane back to that night.
No matter the circumstances now, she would always admit that that night was the most magical night in her life- ever.
His mouth was focused on hers the entire time he slid his body over hers, taking her over and over again until her moans turned to breathless pants and her wanton desire took over completely as she left traces of scars at his back when she sunk her nails in.
"You're so beautiful Samantha... " He had grunted Into her ear so softly that in her state of leaving the earth into cloud-9 while having her first orgasm, she hadn't really heard what he said.
The rest of the night was spent lying around and staring at the stars while talking about how many kids they were going to have when they got married some day.
"Seven?" He turned so he was staring at her profile as she was still staring at the sky, taking note of the twinkling stars that glimmered in her dark eyes.
"I want a full house." She had chuckled when she saw his expression. "The house will be so much boring with just two or three kids... "
"I highly doubt that... my sister and I fight all the time and my mum is already fed up with us. I can't believe you want seven kids... " He had smirked and leaned on his elbows before trailing a finger over her naked chest, watching her reactions- from taking a deep breath to biting her lower lip before he slowly pinched her nipple and pulled back, watching it harden and throb immediately. "I never said I was complaining though, but If you really want a mad house then knock yourself out. I don't think I'd be good with kids anyways."
She had smiled and had boldly entwined her fingers around his. "You'll make a wonderful father, Henry. I'm certain of that... "
Their night together was bliss and they began to meet more often. And the more often they met, the more he became demanding for s*x. She never complained of course, and was even fascinated by the new styles and positions they tried out together, but soon, like the saying 'All good things must surely come to an end', the meetings became less frequent.
She remembered the first night he had done that. She had stayed up in school all night without seeing him, only to get a simple text from him, apolozing and telling her that he wouldn't be able to make It.
It was the first time that had happened so she hadn't really thought much of It, but when he only came to see her once a week, sometimes in two weeks, she decided to stop coming all the same, feeling as though she was already being a burden to him.
They didn't talk for weeks and at school, they never encountered each other. Soon, she heard he had began dating someone new.
She was heartbroken after learning that he was not only dating someone else- he was actually betrothed to her right from birth.
She was Miss Ariana Ortega from the Ortega family and she was still ten years old.
She had been so stupid. Of course he wouldn't be permitted to have any sexual relationship with his future wife, so he sought to using people like her to pass time.
She had been so stupid. She had given him her virginity like it was on sale at a convenience store, had already planned a future family with him like some stupid teenage high school girl stricken with love- God she had been so blind, so foolish.
But It was too late for her- few months later, the staff at the orphanage rushed her to the infirmary when they found her unconscious In the restroom after vomiting almost everything in her system. Turns out she had been sick for a while now.
When the results were out, she was discovered to be pregnant.
To protect the reputation of the Orphanage, they had sent her away to an unknown town in Australia, far, far away from where she had lived all her life with nothing but her clothes and a ten dollar note. She would never forget that day. She was humiliated and treated like she had a disease, and the entire time, she cursed Henry with a bitter heart.
To make matters worse, she had relented to telling them the father of her unborn child and thus, her name was crossed out from the orphanage and from the school records. It was like she had never been there at the orphanage nor gone to school.
Living in a slum with only her savings and an unwanted pregnancy, she had to make ends meet in order not to die. So she got a cleaning job In a big city where she cleaned and washed toilets and large halls- working 45 hours a week just to be able to feed well.
Her roommate, Sandra was a whore who was hospitable enough to let her live with her, but had advised her to abort the child.
"I mean seriously, he hasn't even called since you came here and It's been four months already. If he cared, you wouldn't be here in the first place. You don't deserve this." She had said.
Samantha was foolish enough to listen to her. She was already eight months gone, and by the time she took some pills to abort the child, she had slumped and had almost died from profusely bleeding If Sandra had not rushed her to a hospital where she had given birth to the baby prematurely.
Samantha had thought she was going to die- but seeing the child holding onto her breasts and suckling onto It for dear life with his cute little hands cradling It and his large blue eyes staring into hers like he had recognized who she was, she decided to stay strong and live for the child. It was like love at first sight. She had grown some fondness for him.
She wasn't sure If it had to do with the fact that he was the exact carbon copy of his incompetent father or she had just formed an unbreakable bond with him by just having him in her arms and knowing he was hers.
And that child was Steven Brown