A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

Camilla's POV

I was surprised when I walked into yet another mansion in my few days of being Ariana. This one dazzled even more than Blaine's. I was quick to catch his warning gaze. I lowered my head instinctively. He grasped me strongly by my upper arm and pulled me thisclose but not close enough for our bodies to touch.

“This is my whole extended family we'll be meeting tonight. I don't want you blowing our cover. You're a high profile business owner. Eat, drink, speak and laugh like one. Understood?"

I looked up at him out of the corner of my eyes. He had made his point. When I am in the confines of my room, I still have my hearty laughter. It's just that I feel somewhat insulted by this singular act.

“Have they met Ariana before?"

He let go of my arm and stuffed his hands into his pockets. If only he could touch me with the amount of kindness and respect that I desired.

“Yes, a couple of times, and attitude-wise, you're nothing like her. You don't know how to put up a cold front,