"Who is Samantha?" I asked again, soaked in a pool of worry. 

"I trusted you to not mention her name. Please leave." Hames drew his lips into a snarl. 

"So you're sending me out of your house? Wow." Amamda snorted, glared at him from head to toe then angrily left the terrace.

"Hames, tell me who Samantha is right now." I ordered. 

He gazed at me, anger was still burning in his eyes. Without another word, he walked away and left the terrace, letting my mouth drop to the ground. 

I tried to let the fact that he was hiding a woman's identity sink into my head before leaving the...