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Last Warning, Camillé
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Camillé’s P.O.V"That bastard!" I yelled, smashing the glass cup in my hand across the room in anger.I couldn't stop myself from pacing the length of my bedroom, my fingers curled into tight fists as the conversation between me and Damien replayed in my head.I can't believe it. He had defended her. Damien had actually defended that bitch.It all felt weird and unbelievable because the Damien I knew never defended anyone, let alone a mere captive who was supposed to be just an insignificante puttana.Yet, somehow she had managed to make Damien turn against me."Argggghhhhh" I bursted out loud, unable to hide my frustration.I couldn't even place what she was doinghere in the first place. No one had said a word about her to me, even when I asked, nobody seemed to want to say a thing.I should have known Tracey was trouble from the first day I laid eyes on her. The way she hovered too close, staring at him when she thought no one was watching. Playing innocent, like she wasn’t just
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Tracey P.O.VAfter everything that had happened, I thought it was best to stay out of sight, away from any more trouble. And by trouble, I meant Damien and his so- called 'fiancée' Camillé.I had enough drama the moment I stepped foot in this house.Staying locked in my room was supposed to be a safe choice. But after hours of doing nothing, I was bored beyond wits and counting the ceiling was no longer helping.My mind ran in circles,I couldn't take it anymore. I paced my room, staring at the ceiling, as it was the only possible way to distract myself from suffocating. But today, it didn't work. “Argghh” I groaned, seating on the bed and standing up almost immediately. This was it. I need to leave the room, even just for a little while. I'd run nuts if I remain here for a second longer. Maybe a movie would be a distraction.With a sigh, I walked downstairs, moving past the hallway to the parlor. The house was extremely quiet. Even the guards stationed at the corners barely acknowl
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Damien P.O.VI can't help but, sigh in frustration.Tracey was gone from my sight and I was left to deal with Camillé."Are you okay?" I turned my attention back to Camillé, who was still caressing her wrist, sniffling like I didn't know the damn truth.Tracey could be stubborn and a handful to deal with, but, she'd never do such.She couldn't even bear to see someone else hurt.Camillé nodded weakly. "I just— I didn’t expect her to react that way, Damien. I was only trying to be nice."Nice? That was the last thing I’d call Camillé when it came to Tracey. “Oh cut with the bullshit, Camillé.“ I snapped, irritated by her false act. "Go upstairs. I'll have the doctor check your wrist." I ordered and she nodded, her face all paled with embarrassment mI watched her sneak a glance toward the hallway where Tracey had vanished. There was something smug hidden beneath her glassy-eyed expression as she walked away, but I didn't have time to analyze it.Instead, I wheeled away, my grip tigh
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