New Life : A Second Chance

Sayuri watched the confident Samantha, who was sitting there and practically smirking at her. Sayuri wasn't fazed and smirked back.

So, this is Samantha, huh.

Suddenly, all of Kyle's ex's were coming out of the woodworks - though Sari was the only true ex. This was was just a fake ex, but she didn't know that, did she? Sayuri certainly didn't think she would be tasked with getting rid of all of Kyle's past girl trouble. 

Sarah had been the first, though that had not truly been getting rid of an 'ex'. Just a delusional one. Come to think of it, that one is still a loose cannon. Sayuri certainly hoped that the girl had come to terms with Kyle not being interested in her at all. Though Sayuri did pretend to be his girlfriend then, the effects should have been finalised.

Still, one should not take it for granted that it was settled. If Samantha could come back after 6 years, Sarah could as well. Sayuri certainly hoped not.

The only person that was of 'threat' to Sayuri had been Sari, and that girl had been easy to deal with.

This was because Sari had been sincere with Kyle. All Sayuri had to do was lay it out in the open about the misconceptions she had about Kyle. Sari did not harbour any feelings to get back to Kyle - she was just not satisfied about the cause of their break-up. She needed that harsh wake-up call.

This one?

This one seemed to be the worst combination of them all.

She was as firm (and delusional) as Sarah had been, and she was an "ex" - even though the latter was fake. Sayuri couldn't blame her for Samantha thinking that way. In fact, she could truly understand what Samantha was going through.

After all, she is pregnant with Kyle's baby.

If someone was to tell her that all those sexual experiences with Kyle had just been in her mind, she wouldn't have believed them and she would firmly believe that the child she was carrying is his. 

Samantha, obviously, fell into that same thought of mind. But the one thing that didn't make sense was, in Sayuri's case, she had only slept with Kyle. Samantha obviously did not.

So why was she so convinced that she was carrying Kyle's son, despite all the numerous other bed partners?

Why did those around her accept, and even encourage, that thought? Was it because they wanted something out of Kyle, or was it because there was something about Samantha?

If it was the latter, Sayuri would have to tread carefully but for now, she didn't know what was Samantha's state of mind.

So she could only act based on the situation now and go with the flow. Sayuri just hoped that her "slightly" sensitive feelings wouldn't make her lose her cool. 

While Sayuri was thinking all of this, Samantha was sizing her up.

"So, you're his latest fling, huh?" Samantha said. 

She didn't quite like how the girl looked like but at least, her own figure was more voluptuous. The other girl only had her youth and freshness.

"No," Sayuri replied, "I'm his beloved. You were the fling."

"I was not!" hissed Samantha, "We shared a very good relationship …"

"'Shared' is the key word here. You are the past, thus, you were his fling," Sayuri pointed out.

"I," Sayuri added, pointing to herself, "am the present and the current one in his heart. And trust me, I don't plan on letting him go."

"You don't have that choice," Samantha replied smugly, "With our son, he would naturally marry me. So it's best that you leave him now and save yourself the heartache."

Sayuri raised an eyebrow, "Right back at you, my dear. Kyle would never leave me, so it's best that you skedaddle before you make a fool of yourself."

Samantha rolled her eyes, "Someone is overestimating herself indeed. The only thing you have is your youth. I, on the other hand, have these …"

She squished her extremely ample boobs in front of Sayuri, giving her that knowing look, "Which have given Kyle lots of happiness."

Sayuri started laughing, putting her hand on her stomach. Samantha watched indignantly as Sayuri kept on laughing for a full two minutes. When she finally stopped, Sayuri wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Thank you for that laugh. I needed that."

"If you think big boobs are the way to seduce him, then you have another thought coming," Sayuri said, leaning back on the sofa with a smile, "Believe me, Kyle certainly isn't sex-deprived. We can go at it for several hours, several times a day … every, single, fucking day."

Sayuri made sure to enunciate and emphasize her words, enjoying the myriad of expressions that went by Samantha's face.

What she didn't know was that the two bodyguards outside were also having facial ticks as they were trying very hard to keep their face stoic. 

People had been wondering what the CEO's sexual orientation was. With his social life being non-existent while his BFF was with a guy, people tended to believe that he swung the other way as well. 

There was even a betting pool going on : would their CEO be with a guy, or a girl?

With Sayuri's words, the bodyguards felt they hit a goldmine. Once their relationship was made public, the winners would have to be paid.

The bodyguards looked at each other. They had better change their bets now.

"So, yeah, Kyle certainly wouldn't go back to you just for a pair of big boobs," Sayuri replied with a smirk, "Especially for plastic ones."

Sayuri noted the extent of work Samantha had done on herself. The breasts weren't the only thing that had been 'fixed', but so had the nose and chin. 

All of this was for Kyle?

Looks like someone has got a lot of making up to do. To her. Cleaning up after his mess certainly isn't an easy task.