The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 108

Chapter 108: I’m going to take a shower
“Sam.”

“Hmm?”

“Better hope the scenery here pleases me, or I’ll push you down.”

For Sam, with his current physical condition, climbing up a small hill was quite effortless, even leaving him wanting more. However, it seemed not to be the case for Angel behind him.

Angel’s figure was indeed healthy, without excess fat, and she had a well-proportioned sense of beauty. It’s just that her amount of physical activity might not have been very high.

Although Sam knew Angel had a routine of exercising, including swimming and playing tennis, it was clear that the rugged mountain path posed a considerable challenge to her stamina.

“Then I’ll drag you down with me, Heiress.”

Saying so, Sam extended his hand for the final stretch, a small incline he doubted Angel could ascend smoothly at this moment. Angel, stubborn and unyielding, found it hard to refuse the offered hand, unwilling to tire herself further.

Grasping Sam’s hand, feeling the warmth of his palm, she was lightly pulled up by him. The view, previously obscured by cedar trees, suddenly opened up.

The sky, with gently drifting clouds, was pierced by unobstructed sunlight. Especially notable was the wind at the peak.

It seemed to instantly disperse the previous irritation, offering a sense of openness that air conditioning in enclosed spaces could never replicate.

Sam had already let go of Angel’s hand, walking ahead to an open area before turning around. “I’m not sure if you’ll be disappointed, but this is indeed the scenery I loved most as a child.”

Angel frowned slightly and walked towards Sam’s position, the wind lifting the tips of her hair.

It wasn’t a dramatic vista—no ocean, no snowy mountains, no golden waves of wheat.

But what could be seen?

The scene resembled a painting, with roads interwoven through the countryside, and rows of houses of varying heights and sizes. Neat farmlands were visible, as well as signs of human activity.

Some were riding bicycles, others were toiling away.

Angel couldn’t quite describe her feelings about the scene before her. It wasn’t conventionally beautiful, yet why did she feel somewhat at ease?

“When I was upset or in a bad mood as a child, I liked coming here to sit and daydream. I know my hometown isn’t a breathtakingly beautiful place or a tourist attraction, but sitting here seemed to have the power to soothe the soul, enough to make a young me feel truly present in this world, alive,” Sam’s calm voice floated to her ears.

Angel turned her head to look at Sam, just as he turned towards her with a smile. She had to admit, it felt like this was the real Sam.

She had never seen it, yet she could almost imagine a young Sam sitting here, alone with a wildflower, watching the sunset’s afterglow.

“The view is just so-so.”

Sam nodded. “Yes, it is. Do you want to take some pictures, or shall I take you somewhere else?”

Angel frowned, extending her hand. “Give me the camera. I don’t want to go anywhere else; I’m a bit tired. ”

She still seemed somewhat insincere, but at least it proved she was somewhat satisfied with the location.

Angel took photos for a while, and Sam also took out his phone to snap a few, though he hadn’t decided who to send them to yet. He wasn’t in the habit of frequently posting on social media, so he decided to just keep them for now.

Eventually, Angel stopped and turned to see Sam sitting on a rock, aimlessly looking into the distance. He held a small white flower in his hand, absent-mindedly pinching and slightly twirling it. He seemed to be lost in thought.

The distant horizon, the white clouds, and the sunlight shining on him seemed to merge into one.

Sam’s expression was neutral, not smiling, just lost in thought. Yet, this scene compelled Angel to lift her camera and capture him in a photo without needing to adjust the angle or his pose.

Holding a flower, this was Sam of Cedarwood, the same Sam who stood out at school in Kuhang, but here, he seemed like a child favored by the land itself.

“Do you want to sit here for a while?”

Sam, noticing Angel approaching, shifted to make room for her.

But Angel frowned, “Put your jacket down for me.”

Sam laughed, “I’m only wearing this one piece. You want it as a cushion? Take it or leave it.”

It seemed Sam was particularly emboldened to refuse the girl now.

Angel walked straight over to Sam and sat down.

Not on the rock, but directly on Sam’s lap, like a cat curling up in its owner’s embrace. Yet, the Angel who tilted her head back and stretched her neck was not trying to appease like a pet cat.

Instead, her defiant gaze at Sam’s slightly astonished face bore a hint of triumph.

Sam felt Angel’s warm body against him, the delicate touch accelerating his heartbeat, a rush of blood making him feel alive.

“So, you like being this close to me?” Sam said with a smile.

Angel reached out, gently pinching Sam’s ear. “What if I wanted to embrace you and jump off here at this moment?”

Indeed, the rock was quite close to the edge. However, if Sam truly wished to resist, she likely wouldn’t have the chance.

“Then I’d still be at no loss. After all, you’re the Heiress, and I’m just a man from the countryside. Your life is far more valuable than mine in any consideration.”

Angel’s fingers gently caressed Sam’s ear, gazing closely at his face. “Is this what you meant by ‘people may be distinguished by rank, but love is never demeaning’?”

Sam nodded, “You could say that.”

Angel tilted her head slightly upwards, observing a cloud in the sky that resembled a fluffy sheep. “But what if the love I seek requires submission?”

Sam’s hand gently wrapped around Angel’s delicate waist, more as a precaution to prevent any accidental fall than a gesture of affection.

Angel, perceiving his subtle action, did not pull away. She listened as Sam spoke in a calm tone, “Bowing to you could be due to your power, your status, or many other things…

Of course, one might bow out of love, make concessions. But it’s not forever; if it’s always like this, do you think that’s love or something else?”

Sam seemed to have a way of making sense, but Angel was not ready to concede. She placed her hands on Sam’s face, looking down at him, her gaze reminiscent of a goddess bestowing grace upon a mortal.

“If that’s the case, then love isn’t the important thing.”

Sam looked up at her perfect cheeks, helplessly responding, “Then why bother testing me with these things?”

Angel scoffed, inching closer to Sam’s face, to the lips that had offended her in the morning.

“If I must share my life with a man… why not choose someone interesting, someone who keeps me entertained? To conquer and tame little by little… That’s the intriguing process, answering your question.”

As Angel neared, Sam seemed to realize something and gave up on arguing her persistence.

The surroundings were peaceful, and he didn’t want to argue. But just as Angel’s lips were about to meet Sam’s,

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the weather changed dramatically, interrupting their moment.

Sam looked up to see the sky suddenly overcast with dark clouds, the sun seemingly hiding in an instant.

“Looks like it’s going to rain?”

Angel frowned; they hadn’t brought an umbrella.

Sam nodded and quickly stood up. “The weather here is like this, especially in the summer. Thunderstorms are common. We should head down quickly. If it turns into a downpour, descending the hill will become difficult.”

Angel didn’t object, as she also disliked the sensation of rain-soaked clothes.

Despite their swift reaction, they still underestimated the capriciousness of the weather. In an instant, the rain poured down as if the sky had sprung a leak.

The sky darkened rapidly. The already uneven mountain path became even more rugged and muddy.

Sam led the way, hurrying down with Angel following.

Angel detested such situations; a sudden downpour was a disastrous interruption, not only ruining her mood but also making the return journey challenging.

She found herself missing Kuhang at that moment, where she wouldn’t have to walk such paths on foot.

Watching Sam’s back, Angel, feeling irritable, didn’t notice the slippery ground beneath her feet. Losing her balance, she couldn’t control her center of gravity.

“Ah!~”

With her vision blurred by the rain, she could still clearly see the steep slope ahead, along with the trees and bushes. What would be the result of a real fall? At best, minor injuries; at worst, death could be instant.

This was one of Angel’s rare moments of panic, a rare instance where she couldn’t find a way out. Just as she was about to close her eyes, bracing for the pain she detested, strong and warm arms embraced her, stabilizing her body from the fall.

Angel looked up to see Sam’s face drenched, his hair wet, and his body moist, with his clothes clinging tightly to his muscular frame.

Angel struggled to control her racing heart and the relief she felt, stubbornly lifting her face.

“I’m fine…”

But Sam squatted down with his back to Angel. “Regardless of whether you’re okay or not, I can’t afford the consequences if something happens to you here. Come on, I’ll carry you down.”

Was this statement driven by concern for her, or simply the fear of being responsible for an accident? Angel didn’t know; she just couldn’t resist this gesture.

So, she climbed onto his back without further ado. Sam, carrying Angel, descended the hill faster than before.

Angel seemed unaffected by the change in pace, her head buried in Sam’s shoulder to avoid the raindrops from entering her eyes.

But her heart was pounding so fiercely… could he feel it?

However, just before they successfully descended the hill and were about to reach Sam’s house, Angel said in a low voice, “I only let you carry me because I was too lazy to walk.”

Sam finally stopped under the eaves, where the dark sky seemed almost like night.

The rain continued, accompanied by the distant rumble of thunder. Smiling, he set Angel down, looking at her, drenched and in disarray, yet possessing a certain tragic beauty.

“No need to say more. It’s my honor to have carried the Heiress even once. Is that okay?”

Seeing Sam soaked, his clothes clinging to his body, and his smile, Angel inexplicably recalled the scene of them moving through the rain-drenched forest.

She kept telling herself it was just an accident, just a fleeting moment of excitement, denying any affection for Sam.

But… she was curious about the sensation of touching Sam’s rain-drenched body, the texture of his wet skin.

Gazing at Sam’s more pronounced Adam’s apple due to the wetness… Angel really felt the urge to bite it like a vampire.

Resisting the impulse, Angel stood up. “I’m going to take a shower.”

She quickly moved past Sam, her steps as if fleeing from something, an unprecedented behavior for her.

Sam shook his head, resigned, saying nothing.

Father was delayed coming home due to the heavy rain, planning to return later.

Mother initially worried about the two of them but relaxed upon seeing them safely home. As for Sam’s sister, the sight of Angel completely drenched amused her to no end.

Sam escorted Angel to the bathroom door, opening it for her. He instructed, “There are new towels in the cabinet you can use, never been used before. Don’t worry about shampoo or shower gel either; my dad and I usually shower downstairs, so these items have only been used by my mom and sister…”

Sam wanted to remind her of other things, but Angel looked at him impatiently and said, “Stop nagging.”

“…Alright, I’ll stop.” Sam was about to leave when Angel called him back, “Go to my room and bring me the black sealed bag from my suitcase.”

Sam looked at her, puzzled. “Why don’t you get it yourself first? What if I pick the wrong one?”

“Bang.”

Without answering, Angel closed the door on him. All Sam heard from inside the bathroom was the sound of the shower running.

Shaking his head resignedly, Sam thought taking care of the Heiress was quite the task, let alone the thought of spending a lifetime together… unthinkable.

Sam took a quick shower in the downstairs bathroom, cleaned up, and put on clean pants, opting to skip a shirt.

After the rain and a shower, he felt overheated, especially since he had nearly run down the mountain, sweating profusely.

Entering Angel’s room, Sam located the black sealed bag in her suitcase, clearly containing personal clothing.

However, Sam didn’t attempt to search for any peculiar items like Zoe might hide in her suitcase; his sense of mischief wasn’t that strong.

After obtaining the sealed bag, he headed towards the bathroom where Angel was showering…

Angel felt somewhat uncomfortable showering at someone else’s place. Compared to her own home, the amenities were rudimentary at best, though she could appreciate their cleanliness and orderliness.

But it seemed that was all she could expect, especially since it was her own insistence on accompanying Sam here…

Yet, could she really describe this journey as unpleasant, even if it was only the second day? Angel didn’t think so.

Her thoughts drifted to the night before, and then to this morning.

The passionate, almost forceful kiss, and the gentle, lingering one… perhaps it was the warmth of the water that flushed her cheeks with color.

Gently, she caressed her perfect figure with the flowing water, lightly biting her lower lip as Sam’s face involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

She was annoyed with herself for feeling this way, unaccustomed to her own reactions.

Why did she always lose her composure around him, even finding herself at a loss? Why did the sight of Sam incite a desire to control, to dominate him?

What, exactly, did Sam mean to her?

This was a new dilemma for Angel, pondering if her interest in Sam was merely a fleeting impulse…

Then, there was a knock at the door.

“Got your stuff here, just crack the door open and I’ll hand it to you,” Sam’s voice came through.

She turned, leaving the water running, and opened the door just a sliver.

Sam’s arm reached in, waving a black, sealed bag in the air.

Angel didn’t immediately take it, staring blankly at Sam’s arm instead, while Sam, growing impatient, shook his arm more vigorously.

“Come on, take it. It’s not like I can just toss it in, right?”

Hesitation was not in Angel’s nature; indecision was foreign to her. She lived by the motto that one should never regret their actions if they’re done by choice.

So, Sam was utterly unprepared.

For the door to suddenly swing wide open.

In that moment.

Her full breasts.

Her enticing vulva.

Her stunning thighs.

The scene Sam saw was unobstructed, with the shower behind her pouring down like an endless torrential downpour.

Sam was instantly parched, his mouth dry.

This was advancing way too…

Before Sam could fully recover from his shock, Angel grabbed his arm.

And then.

“Bang.”

The bathroom door shut again.

Sam, who should have been outside, was now gone.

The bathroom, which was meant for a proud and solitary girl, now contained two people…