Chapter 237

Natasha wore a pleading expression. "No matter what, Sammy, I like you and want to be with you. I'm just as good as Shelmaine. Maybe we can try to work things out." She sat on the edge of the bed, throwing caution to the wind. "Sammy, Madam Foster won't let you leave unless we do something tonight. The door won't open, and even the windows are locked." Samuel glanced over at the floor-to-ceiling windows, still feeling weak. He let out a short laugh. "At least they didn't give me a stimulant." "We have some. Madam Foster gave it to me." Natasha bit her lip. "I don't want this either, but I really have no choice. Your mother wants us to have sex." Samuel coldly interrupted, "Don't even think about it. I won't touch you." "Sammy, you've already taken the stimulant. It'll start affecting you soon, so don't struggle. It won't help." Natasha didn't want to make things too confrontational. After all, they would eventually become husband and wife, and it wouldn't be good to create such t