"You're lucky you don't get to do anything for the next few days until we get a client whose child you are going to carry," said Samantha.
She turned on her heels to leave but Anastasia stopped her. "Wait," and she halted. "Samantha," Anastasia called ever so gently. "Please, can you let me go?"
Samantha couldn't believe what she was hearing. She thought Anastasia perhaps had let her words mistakenly fall from her lips so she didn't react much. Instead, she continued to look at Anastasia with an unfathomable expression.
"You're a woman yourself. Are you happy with what you're seeing?" Anastasia continued, proving Samantha wrong that her words hadn't mistakenly slipped earlier.
This might be the last way Anastasia had thought she would get to touch Samantha's heart—that's if the latter still had one. This was the very same woman who ordered several men to have fun with her however they liked after all.
