Chapter 9: What Happened When Samantha and Akib Walked Together at Night. Romance Thriller Web Novel "I Love You Even More" by Abrar Nayeem Chowdhury. The Best Thriller Novel



Samantha glanced at her watch. The evening had stretched longer than she had anticipated. She let out a soft sigh and looked at Akib with a smile.

"Okay, it's time to leave. Let's go."  

Akib nodded, took out his phone, and paid the bill via PayPal. The digital beep confirmed the transaction, and they both stepped out of CafΓ© Bonheur, nestled in Seoul, South Korea. 

The city was alive, glowing under the streetlights. Neon signs flickered in rhythmic patterns, and the hum of life surrounded them. Couples walked hand in hand, laughter spilling into the cool air. The aroma of fresh tteokbokki and grilled meat lingered from nearby street vendors, mixing with the faint scent of autumn leaves. A musician played a slow, soulful melody on a saxophone by the sidewalk, his notes blending seamlessly into the Seoul night.

As they walked side by side, Akib broke the silence.

"If you don't mind, can I ask you a question?"

Samantha tilted her head, a playful glint in her eyes. "Still formality?"

Akib chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "No, I'm just... okay." He smiled again, his eyes twinkling under the streetlights. "Where is your home? I mean, your home address?"

Samantha glanced at him for a moment before replying, "I live in Gangnam-gu, Seoul, near Dosan Park."

Akib’s eyes widened slightly. "Oh! That’s close to my place. We can walk together."

Samantha’s lips curled into a smile. "Okay, let's go then."

They walked side by side, the sound of their footsteps blending with the city’s rhythm. After a moment, Akib spoke again, his voice softer this time.

"I am younger than you. Is it a problem for you?"

Samantha turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with something unreadable. A soft breeze played with her hair. "It doesn’t matter to me," she said finally. "You are man enough—mature, gentlemanly, and your charm speaks for itself."

Akib exhaled a small laugh. "You too."

Samantha raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Akib turned his head slightly, his eyes meeting hers as they walked. His voice was confident but laced with something deeper. "More than charming. Precious."

Samantha’s breath caught for a second. A delicate pink hue spread across her cheeks, though she tried to suppress it. She quickly looked away, smiling. "Here is my home," she said, stopping in front of a modern, minimalistic apartment building.

Akib nodded, taking a mental note of the place. "Bye then."

Before Samantha could open the door, Akib suddenly said, "Tomorrow is Friday. What’s your plan?"

Samantha rested her hand on the doorknob and smiled. "Nothing much. Just family time with my kid. You?"

Akib shrugged. "Part-time job. Then I'll come back home, blog a little, and maybe watch some movies."

Samantha leaned slightly against the door. "When will you be back?"

"Around 3 o’clock. Lunchtime."

She hesitated for a fraction of a second before softly saying, "Give me a phone call then?"

Akib grinned. "Okay."

With one last glance at him, Samantha opened the door, stepped inside, and locked it behind her. She leaned against the wood, her heart pounding against her ribs. She closed her eyes and whispered,

"Oh, Akib... How could I say that I love you?"

To Be Continued...



Chapter 8: I Wish I Had Known Sooner -  https://webnovelbyabrar.blogspot.com/2025/03/chapter-8-i-wish-i-had-known-sooner.html

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