Camilla's POVHe almost choked on the very air he breathed. My satisfaction knew no bounds. I guess he could finally have a taste of his own medicine and be in my shoes. His face turned white with mixed emotions.“What did you say?" He asked in a hoarse near-whisper when he finally found his voice.I had a smug smile on my face. Who sis he thinks he was anyway? King of the universe?“You heard me right; you better start speaking."He edged closer to me, almost entering my room. I barred the way with one arm, and kept him at a reasonable distance away from me with the other.“Who are you?" He asked with anxiety eating deep into his voice.“Just Camilla George", I replied, feeling all the more powerful. “Not Ariana Bernado."His apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. His eyes became vicious.“I know you are Camilla, but who do you work for?"I laughed a short laugh that was more of insulting.“I work for you. I'm sure the Bernados have no idea of your family's dirty history and dubiously ac
Camilla's POVSomeone was chasing me, and catching up pretty fast. The whole area was so dark and wide that I didn't have the slightest idea where I was going. And this person seemed powerful too. When I felt that the heat had gone off a bit, I turned to look back, in attempt to get a glimpse of his face but I slipped and fell hard to the floor but when I opened my eyes, Blaine was beneath me, cushioning me from the fall.I jolted awake, panting from the dream and turned on the lights. I was breathing and perspiring like I had actually been in a race. I took my phone. It was just one am.“Oh, God!"I got out of bed and headed quietly downstairs to the kitchen to get some water. My throat felt parched. As I poured some water into the glass, I decided that a cup of ice cream would be helpful. I wonder what would happen when I had exhausted the whole supply of it. I took a cup of strawberry flavor ice cream and picked a spoon from the drawer. That's how I sat down to an early dessert.I
Camilla's POVI noticed the way his eyes carefully avoided my mid section. He had his glasses off so I couldn't get a hint of what he was watching on his computer. He had finally given me word that no harm would come to me or my mother, and that he would carry out investigations where necessary if wind of the scandal got out, before taking any action. Another go for me. I thanked him and returned to my room.Back in the comfort and privacy of my room, a new hatred sprang up in my heart towards him. From the look of things, his family had a way of getting out of disastrous situations. Why should I even consider being lenient or faint of heart in dealing with him. Somebody somewhere and somehow had to buy whatever it was I was going to sell about the Sanders.Yes! Ariana's mother would. She would buy it - hook, line and sinker. This way, I'd be able to take home some more money even after the contract was over. I could go to see her later today and discuss a little about the family her
Camilla's POVI traipsed to the glass door panel and rang the doorbell. I was eager to spill all the tea I had ready. Since she already knew I wasn't her precious Ariana, she could at least bear to listen to the vital information I had for her. She hurried to the door with so much excitement that I had to turn and look around to be sure that she was really happy to see me, or if there was someone else behind me - possibly Ariana.She opened the door and embraced me ever so warmly.“Good afternoon…”"Mother. Just call me mother. Your fiancé’s half brother is here. I just left him in the kitchen. So let's act like we're just mother and daughter who are catching up with each other.”Half brother? Did she mean Karl? What was he doing here by the way? I didn't realize when my face twisted into a scowl."Alright, mother. Thanks for the prompt.”We disengaged from the hug and she led me by the hand into the kitchen, still maintaining her excited front."Karl, my baby just stopped by to see m
Mr Charles' POVMy eyes widened as I listened to the conversation going on between Ms George and Mrs Bernado. Truly, we underestimated her. She seemed quite simple on the outside but there was more to her than met the eye. I needed the call when my ears couldn't take any more.I waited for a few minutes for Karl's call, to finally thank him for his compliance. And he did call in a jiffy.“Thank you so much, Karl Sanders. I really appreciate your cooperation and time. Because of you today, I've been able to make sure that Ms Bernado is in good hands, and is safe wherever she goes. Once again, thanks for your cooperation."“You're welcome, Mr Charles. Anytime."“What happened? You sound less excited than you were at the beginning. Did someone do something to water down your ego?"“I hate it when Ariana is cold to me. I'm quite surprised that she's cold to me on all fronts. It was hard for me to believe at first but now I think it's clear. She really made me feel less of myself."“You're
Blaine's POVAs she walked into the study, I tried to keep my nerves at bay. I alone knew the plans I had for her tonight. She had given me the upper hand in this case. She needed someone to guide her while she followed, as she seemed to make twisted decisions at every turn. I had gotten a call from Mrs Bernado, warning to be careful with my family secrets. Mr Charles had played the recorded call to me. It was all there.There's only one way to punish an erring young woman who seemed to have her head high up in the clouds, and that is the way I'm going to punish her this night.“Camilla, go back and lock the door behind you."I watched her figure very carefully, already envisioning where I would place my hands. As she approached the from tof my desk again, I could already feel my member awaken to the occasion.“You said I should come at midnight, Mr Sanders. Here I am."Indeed. And here, you will learn.“What happens when you make mistakes?"“I get punished, Mr Sanders. Why?"“I want
Camilla's POVWhen I stirred from my slumber the following day, pain wracked my body to an extent that had always seemed unimaginable. Waves of recollection surged forth from the previous evening, igniting new streams of tears in my eyes. Despite attempts at motion, muscles screamed out against all movement and even drawing breath felt like a herculean task. Shifting minutely, Blaine was revealed in his pensive stance by the window with his back facing me."My voice barely a whisper," I croaked, "Blaine." His face was unreadable as he turned around."Looks like you're up," he observed, strolling towards the bed. Lowering himself onto the mattress that jostled slightly under his weight, he carefully appraised my countenance and inquired, "How are you feeling?""I feel as though a truck has run me over," I answered truthfully. "May I know the reason behind your actions?"Camilla's recklessness forced him to take action, and now his expression had hardened. He told her firmly that she al
Blaine's POVAs Camilla and I made our way down the majestic staircase, a peculiar blend of sentiments overwhelmed me. While I had exercised power over her just last night, embarking on this challenging mission required her faith in me. It was ironic how trust could be so fragile and complicated to mend once broken.Camilla's voice was steady, but it had an underlying tension to it as she asked, "Where should we begin?""Let's head to my study," I suggested, as we discussed the next steps. "Acquiring information is our priority at this point. Identifying Mrs. Bernado's associates could prove essential in resolving this situation completely and understanding their motives."I gestured for her to take a seat as we stepped into the study. I made my way to my desk and unlocked one of its drawers, retrieving a folder that contained various papers and pictures.I spread out the contents of my explanation across the desk and conveyed, "These are individuals that Mrs. Bernado has recently bee