The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Do you have time tonight?
That familiar sensation nearly pulled Sam into a whirlpool of desire.

It was akin to lying in a bathtub, where upon opening the tap, you’re immediately enveloped by a stream of warm and comfortable water, without the need for any heating process, directly experiencing the pleasure of enjoyment.

However, Sam didn’t want to succumb to such feelings. If a man can’t learn to restrain his desires, he isn’t truly mature.

“Snap.”

Sam grabbed Zoe’s hand, preventing her from holding on to his cock any longer.

The woman looked up somewhat bewildered, as if the haze of desire hadn’t fully dissipated yet.

Her eyes, filled with longing, were fixed on Sam, as if craving to press play on a paused movie, or like a sports car desiring to fully press the accelerator and speed off into an endless highway.

Sam suppressed the urge within him, feeling it inappropriate to flirt at this moment, and also finding the timing quite odd.

Was a simple agreement to help supposed to lead to this?

What next? Would a simple greeting lead to making love in the doorway?

Sam didn’t want his life to be shrouded entirely by desire. The life he yearned for should be filled with sunlight and rain, with easy laughter, and moments as tender as the sea breeze brushing against one’s face on a golden beach.

How could one be so engulfed in such desires that they can’t extricate themselves?

Thus, Sam shook his head at her seductive look.

“Zoe… I appreciate your gratitude, but remember, we haven’t even started yet. I’ve just agreed to your request.”

Seeing Sam’s gaze, Zoe seemed to realize she might have been a bit too impulsive, her eyes filled with a hint of affection and reluctance as she nodded.

“Um… I’m sorry, I got too excited just now and couldn’t control my emotions. Once this is all over, I’ll make sure to thank you properly~”

“Just treat me to a meal, and I’ll be content. Goodbye then.”

“Goodbye, Sam.”

“Bang.”

Sam left the room.

Zoe’s gaze seemed to freeze on the door, her eyes brimming with an almost tangible adoration.

Her legs trembled uncontrollably, as desire began to take over her body.

The hand that had touched Sam’s cock now had a completely different effect. Zoe was well aware of the mood she was in; she wanted to use this hand for her own pleasure.

The urge grew stronger.

Zoe removed her underwear and inserted her fingers into her vagina, imagining not her own fingers but Sam’s cock inside her at that moment.

“Thud.”

A soft sound echoed.

It was as if Zoe had lost her strength, or was immersed in the pleasure of self-stimulation, as she collapsed to the floor.

The hand that had touched Sam’s penis was now trembling rapidly. Her mind began to fantasize, imagining what it would feel like to make love to Sam…

Zoe’s eyes began to moisten.

It was as if the familiar figure from her fantasies had appeared before her.

Uncontrollably, like a plea, like a desire, she called out his name.

“Sam… When will you be mine…”

“I can’t wait… When will that day come…”

“Sam… You should be mine, shouldn’t you…”

“Ah~”

Zoe pleasured herself with her fingers, imagining Sam’s body in her mind and surprisingly coming to a climax that way.

—

Sam turned on the tap and washed his face.

It was another perfect morning, and Sam had slept wonderfully well last night.

It was probably the most comfortable sleep he had had in a while.

Without Angel, without Ava, and without Zoe, it was simply the perfect night!

Waking up in the morning, he found no issues; his body felt as if it had been remodeled, brimming with vitality, practically brand new.

Standing on the balcony, looking into the distance, Sam felt as if he could leap to the moon in a single bound… well, maybe not.

Although he was tempted to try a stylish jump from the balcony, like a scene straight out of Doctor Strange, he was wary of encountering pedestrians along the way and possibly making the news. He should be a low-key man.

Even Superman should take the elevator when needed.

…

“Huh? Am I seeing things? Eh! Could it be I’m still not awake and dreaming?!”

Mia rubbed her eyes repeatedly, almost smudging her eye makeup.

On this bright morning, Mia, as usual, came to handle the affairs of the convenience store.

She was dressed simply today, in a white, logo-emblazoned tight T-shirt that highlighted her impressive figure.

At this moment, she looked at Sam, now dressed in the employee’s uniform behind the cash register, with surprise and disbelief, as if uncertain whether what she was seeing was real or a fantasy.

How could he come back to work without any notice? Isn’t she the boss? How come she knew nothing about this?!

Sam calmly counted the change, meticulous in his work as always.

“I’ve already informed Mrs. Margaret in advance, didn’t you know?”

Mia looked at Sam in shock.

“I had no idea! No one told me, wait, am I still the boss? Has the ownership of this convenience store changed to your name?”

Sam smiled at Mia.

“Stop joking, boss. You just need to know I’ve started working here again today. There’s still a position for me here, right?”

Mia smiled, her eyes narrowing.

“Of course, there’s a position available~ But it all depends on your performance, you know. Every job in my store is highly sought after~”

“In that case, forget it. The last thing I like is competing with others for a position. I’d rather work somewhere else.”

“Hey, hey, hey! Can’t you take a joke? You come when you want and leave when you wish, can’t I have an opinion about it?”

Sam said with a smile.

“It’s not like I just come and go as I please. At least I told you in advance when I was leaving, though today was indeed a bit sudden. Mainly, I was just bored during the holiday break.”

Of course, the most important reason was that Sam was out of money now. He needed to use the summer break to earn some living expenses.

Mia nodded slightly.

“It’s rare to see young people who are so diligent and passionate about work… Could it be that Sam is a born workaholic?”

“You’re thinking too much. My efforts now are to avoid being a wage slave in the future.”

“Wow, that’s quite the statement. But you’ve just returned from your hometown, right?”

Sam nodded: “Yeah, I got back yesterday.”

Mia, looking at Sam’s handsome face, thought of something and her expression became somewhat awkward.

“How was your time back home?”

Sam didn’t seem to notice the change in her mood and casually said,

“It was okay, I guess. That’s how it is with hometowns, you start with a nostalgic feeling for the first couple of days, and then it gets annoying after a while.”

“Oh… I thought you’d stay until the school term started…”

Mia said this while observing Sam’s expression, thinking about the woman he had encountered… Why does Sam seem not at all curious?

Could it be that for Sam, these things aren’t really worth being curious about?

Thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, it’s just a place of work, and this convenience store isn’t anything special. Moreover, Sam is just a part-time student.

Sam shook his head, yet despite Mia’s interruptions, he counted the change flawlessly without missing a beat.

“There’s no need for that. After all, there’s rent to pay here, and missing a day feels like a big loss. I really can’t stand losing out.”

Mia forced a smile, her expression somewhat unnatural.

“That’s true… haha…”

Sam looked at her curiously.

“That odd expression of yours… is there something you want to say?”

Mia quickly diverted her gaze: “No, nothing…”

Sam frowned, his look turning suspicious: “You’re not thinking of docking my pay, are you?”

“Why would I do that for no reason! I may be a capitalist, but I’m not that heartless.”

Sam waved his hand dismissively with a laugh.

“Calling yourself a capitalist with this tiny operation? That’s setting the bar pretty low for capitalists.”

Mia glared at Sam fiercely.

“Is this how you speak to your boss? Even a dog wouldn’t despise its owner for being poor.”

“Alright, alright, you’re right.”

“Hmph~~~ Anyway, didn’t you… encounter any… strange, special people back in your hometown?”

Mia probed cautiously.

Although she still hoped Sam wouldn’t find out about her affairs, seeing his relaxed demeanor made her unable to resist asking.

Sam looked directly at Mia.

“Hmm? Are you talking about your sister?”

Mia was taken aback, unprepared for his straightforwardness. He didn’t even pretend or ask back a couple of questions?

That direct?

“Why do you ask so directly…”

Sam said calmly: “You’ve been squirming around like a maggot here, isn’t that what you wanted to ask? And since Aurora already told me, there’s nothing about being direct or not, right? Shouldn’t you have known about this?”

“I don’t want to know! That woman has nothing to do with me, and she’s not my sister.”

Mia immediately denied.

Sam nodded.

“Then why did you bring it up?”

Mia felt a sudden sweat break out, an inexplicable heat that she knew stemmed from her own guilt.

“Nothing, really. It’s just that woman is kind of strange, I was worried she might have said some bizarre things to you… She didn’t tell you anything, did she?”

“What are you referring to?”

“What do you mean ‘what’? Did you two talk a lot?”

“Quite a bit, yeah. We talked about the stuff between you two, and also some things about you.”

Sam’s tone was nonchalant, as if these were merely trivial details, nothing of significance.

Mia immediately felt a wave of shame, as if all her hidden secrets were laid bare, especially in front of Sam…

“Damn it… Why did she have to say everything…” Mia then looked nervously at Sam.

“So… what exactly did she say about me?”

Sam pondered for a moment.

“Seems like there was quite a bit… from your childhood up until now…”

“That much!”

“Don’t worry, she certainly didn’t mention any embarrassing stories like you wetting the bed at five.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t believe she would say such things!”

Mia’s face turned beet red.

Sam chuckled: “Relax, I just listened to those stories, I won’t spread them around or use them to make fun of you. After all, it’s your family matters, and as an outsider, I wouldn’t casually express any opinions or judgments.”

Hearing Sam say this, Mia breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, Sam was special, even more mature than she had thought.

But this kind of maturity and calmness, was it a sign of indifference to these matters, as if the things happening to her… didn’t really matter to him?

Wait.

Why was she even thinking about this?

Mia scratched her head in irritation.

“Alright… now that you know, just ignore her if she contacts you again.”

“Got it.”

Sam nodded. He watched as Mia, with her phone in hand and visibly agitated, walked into the back rest room.

He shrugged with a smile.

Indeed, these matters didn’t concern him much. There was no need to extend his sympathy, nor did he possess an abundance of unallocated kindness.

Just to continue on as normal, taking care of the matters at hand first.

Yes, just like that.

Just as Sam was about to start his mundane and simple workday.

“Bang.”

The door to the rest room opened again, and Sam looked up to see Mia with a slightly flushed face, appearing somewhat urgent as she quickly approached him.

Before Sam could even speak,

She leaned forward with both hands on the counter, closing the distance to his face, and looked at him intently.

“Sam, do you have time tonight?”