Camila Cabello's Point Of View I passed for the last time the soft color lipstick on my lips, to then slide them on each other. It was almost 6PM, and soon Lauren would arrive to take me safely to Collins Enterprise. I could very well ask Carlos to take me to the company with one of Christopher's security guards, but I wanted Lauren to get used to my presence. I got up from the bench in front of the small mirror, to walk towards my walk-in-closet. In a row of meters, I chose a pair of beige high heels to complete. After putting them on I walked to the huge mirror, checking my clothes one last time. Today I was wearing a social blouse of light fabric, accompanied by a pair of pants of delicate fabric, with a plaid pattern, in white and light blue, almost in the same tone of the blouse. My hair was wavy, unlike the other days where it remained straight.-Do I look well, Eliza? – I asked the woman who stared at me with a serene smile.-Yes, ma'am, you look beautiful.I combed my fingers
Camila Cabello's Point Of ViewThe dinner proceeded slowly, in a sort of psychological torture for me. Christopher conversed politely with Thomas, who was smoking his Scottish cigar, letting out the puffs of smoke through his thick lips, amid fake and forced smiles. Business meetings were always like this, one wanting to swallow the other, to do better, to have the best offer, but in the end always closing a deal. The lack of patience that night made me remain quiet during the entire dinner, except for brief exchanges of words with my husband, who by the way seemed to have sensed my irritation. Christopher stared at me for brief seconds, and rested his hand on my thigh, caressing lightly. I didn't even move, I continued savoring the red wine that filled my glass of fine crystal.-This restaurant is very good, Collins. - Thomas spoke good-humored.-I love it too. It was here that I asked my wife to marry me, right baby?I flashed a wry smile, and lightly removed Christopher's hand fro
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI ended the call with Eliza, who informed me that Mrs. Collins strangely didn't need my services that morning. I found it strange that she didn't even want to hear me, nor give me the message herself.-Is there a problem? - Vero asked upon entering the room.I left the phone on my desk and stared at Veronica. She organized a stack of files on her desk, as she waited for my answer.-Camila said she doesn't need my services today.-Is that bad?-No, it's actually good. Staying away from her leaves my sanity in a balanced state.-And why are you with that face? - she asked when she sat on her swivel chair.-I just found it strange! That woman likes to tease me, and today she didn't even want to hear my voice.Vero remained silent, which made me stare at her in the attempt to see if she was listening to me.-Does it bother you that she doesn't want to talk to you, Jauregui? – her voice tone revealed the second intentions behind her words.-Don't even start!
Camila Cabello's Point Of View-One more drink, please. - I asked the bartender who smiled gallantly.-You'll get drunk this way! – Dinah laughed.-I don't care! I'm very stressed.-Forget about it, Mila.Dinah mumbled while swaying her body from one side to the other to the sound of the Jazz band that was playing in the background. The environment was crowded, and very excited. We were at the bar, sitting on the high stools that were stuck there. Christopher had gone out to watch a football game with his unbearable friends, and I promptly called Dinah to drink in Sky Room. It was one of my favorite places in Manhattan, whenever I could I was there.-I'm doing that, dear. – I said raising the glass to Dinah who smiled.-We can go to a nightclub after here.-No, I don't want to get home so late.-Worried about the husband? - she asked with her eyes fixed on me.-I'm just avoiding stress.-I honestly don't know why you put up with Christopher.I looked at her with an expression that sai
Camila Cabello's Point Of ViewI walked in slow steps next to Christopher to the entrance of Collins Enterprise. He looked at me from the corner of his eyes and flashed me a happy smile. Last night we made up right after I got home from the Sky Room. My husband was already home, lying in our bed as he watched the comments of the game he had gone out to see. And I, like a good wife, gave him the affection that he had asked so much the night before, which resulted in a good-humored man the next day, to the point of fulfilling a small request of mine.-Are you sure you don't want me to ask someone from HR to do it? - he asked as he waved to one of the employees.-I am, my love.We passed through the biometric identification system in the entrance, receiving some discreet looks. At C.E. the employees always kept a serious posture, without showing any apparent type of distraction. Everything thanks to the strict supervisors, who were under Christopher's command. We crossed the entrance's m
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI saw the black and luxurious car where Camila was driving away. The brunette had a serious posture, somewhat irritated. She didn't even bother to talk to me, but I wouldn't care. I wouldn't fall for the whims of a tease, she had had what she deserved. I sighed and went back to my car, when on the way I saw Clarice exiting C.E. She didn't have a good expression on her face, on the contrary.-Hey.I approached the blonde, who looked at me seriously.-What happened? - I asked worriedly.Clarice looked at me again, and sighed as she straightened her purse on her left shoulder.-I was fired.-What? What do you mean? Did something happen?She shook her head, bringing one of her hands up to her face to wipe a tear.-I arrived a little late today, but I don't know the real reason.For a moment I felt guilty, Clarice woke up late for having stayed in the hotel with me. Our night had been interesting, I wouldn't deny that the blonde knew very well how to give pl
Camila slid the tip of her tongue over my lower lip before sliding it into my mouth. I sighed, bringing one of my hands to the brunette's hair. And with the locks of her hair wrapped in some fingers, I pulled hard, forcing her to let go of my lips. Her eyes opened, giving me the chance to stare at her so intense brown iris' tone that swallowed me with pure mischievousness. Her lips were parted, reddened and hopelessly flashy. Camila's breathing was a bit altered, making her breath hit my face with certain force. She squeezed her fingers on my waist and pulled my body hard, and then I kissed her again.-I hate you. - I whispered against her lips.-I hate you too.I turned my attention back to Camila's full mouth, as I led the brunette's body to the couch of that office. In slow and clumsy steps we moved, I brought my hands to her navy blue blazer, removing it from her body with strength and speed. Camila turned her body, leaving my back turned to the couch. With both of her hands, sh
Unknown Person's Point Of ViewI stepped again on the car's gas pedal, which moved a few meters forward. The traffic in New York was as always a chaos. The line of cars in front of me took away all and any desire to cross the city to visit my favorite place. I turned the small stereo button linked to my car dashboard, listening to the music extend throughout the interior of the car. The noises of the cars and complaints outside were gradually ceasing with the driving of the vehicles. I put my forehead on the steering wheel when I noticed the red light turn on in the traffic light. The shrill sound of the horns around me made me realize that the signal was already green. I drove the car to the next corner, stopping in one of the best coffee shops in the neighborhood. Very close to where I used to always go. Collins Enterprises. I parked my car in the first spot, a Rav4 Toyota, right next to the entrance door. I looked around and grabbed the black backpack that was placed on the passen
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewI felt Lauren's arms Wrapping me carefully, as the rain fell over our heads. The car with the men had just gotten lost amid the darkness of that deserted field. I felt my body being lifted, causing me to sit."Camila? Look at me." I opened mny eyes and stared into that pair of so worried green eyes.Even with the darkness that surrounded us, I stared at her partially illuminated face by the lit headlights of her car, seeing the raindrops running down her white skin. Even knowing that none of that was real, and that I was never in danger, I felt incredibly safe in the arms of that woman, as if she could surface me from that quagmire of lies and rancor."Everything is okay, they are gone.""I'm sorry." I let out almost automatically, without realizing.Lauren frowned, joining her eyebrows in the center of her forehead. She stared at me with a confused expression, but soon took care of shaking her head. I felt my breath falter in pure fear."For what, Camila
Christopher shouted loud and clear, attracting the attention of everyone who was in that place. I felt my whole body boil, as if the hatred accumulated with all the other bad feelings that I suffered in the last hours were joining."I am to blame? You are the one to blame, you moron! I am responsible for covering your wife's safety and not yours! She would be safe if you were with your damn security guards, because I'd have taken her out of that damn car, and left you in the hands of those thugs!"He stared at me astonished at the audacity in which I regarded him. I didn't care about his economic level, or even his power over Brandon. I wouldn't let him throw on me the blame for something that wasn't in my hands to fix, not alone."I'm sure those guys wanted you! And not her! But now they saw a weak spot, and theyll abuse it!""You don't know anything! You're just a shitty little cop!" I balled my hands into fists, trying to control the urge I had to punch him in that instant."You sh
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI pounded hard on the door a few more times trying to get the men's attention on the other side, but none appeared. I just needed some new about Camila, her absence in the room where Christopher and I were made me more and more apprehensive. I felt my wrists aching due to the ropes that bounded them, but surely, I was way better than Christopher. The men even left me on an old mattress, and the ropes only wrapped my hands, but with the businessman it was totally different. He was thrown on the ground, with his body completely bound."Stop with that infernal noise. You'll end up irritating them!" The man muttered grumpily. "She should be fine!""You don't know anything! What kind of husband are you?" "The kind who's smart and doesn't want any of us to die due to insistence and rebellion.""She could be suffering in another room!"We heard noises coming from the door, and soon I quickly backed away when the men entered with masks on their faces. They wer
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewThe sound of our high heels echoed through the empty corridors of that warehouse. I wallked ahead, having Normani and Dinah following right behind. One of the men accompanied us to provide the services requested by us. I stared at both women as soon as we stopped before a thick metal door; they nodded briefly, and then I looked at the man."You can open it." I ordered."Yes, ma'am."The man approached the door, grabbing the ring of keys from his pocket, and quickly took care of unlocking the door, which creaked as it was being pushed slowly by me."You can go for a walk. We'll call you if we need." I murmured at the marn who alternated his gaze before the three women in front of him."As you wish." He said before leaving. Dinah entered the dark room, followed by Normani and then by me. The blonde was incredibly beautiful for that situation, as if for my best friend that plan was also an act to be celebrated and reveled in the best possible way. She gestu
Normani opened the way for me to enter the system freely and withdraw what I wanted. Dinah just waited for the amount, which would be sent to an account abroad. I started typing the numerical sequence in an out of the ordinary speed, as my eyes ran through the numbers that appeared on the luminous screen.-We don't have much time. The system is paralyzed.I heard Normani's voice in the back, as if I were several meters away.-I'm almost there... -I said without stop typing the numbers that would give me all the access.I could hear the beating of my heart, strong and frantic. In that moment, all my concentration was there. I typed the last number and clicked on the little button on the left, when a new window opened on the screen, showing the following sentence "Access to the Financial System granted". A smile escaped my lips, drawing Dinah's attention, who approached quickly.-I hope that that smile is a good thing. – Dinah murmured hopefully.-Keep focus, I'll transfer the amount. -
-Are you enjoying the life you deserve? -I asked as I released him again -Cuckold!I walked away from him, seeing his body fall to the side completely limp. I glanced at Lauren who remained the same way. Until I heard some knocks on the door.-Ma'am. - one of the men entered the room -They are already waiting for you in the other room.I just nodded at him who left right away. I glanced one last time at Christopher, and then approached Lauren again.-I'm going to solve some things, but don't worry. I'm here to protect you. -I whispered, depositing a kiss on her forehead.I got up again and straightened the dress in my body, and then ran one of my hands through my hair and walked out of that room. I saw the men on the first floor in an entertaining conversation, and walked back to the main room. Upon entering my room, I came across the people who were waiting for me.Tower. Bishop.-Were you visiting your detainees? - Dinah asked with a cynical smile - 0r should I say your lovers?I ro
I'm sorry about this, but I simply can't do it differently. -I whispered as I touched her so delicate face with the tip of my fingers- You were not in my plans, Lauren. I sighed, and slid my thumb down her cheek, until reaching the outline of her lips.-Maybe you're the only one who can make me fall in this game. -my hand slid over her hair, in a soft caress - But I can't let that happen.I held her head delicately, resting it on the floor slowly. I got up, and looked around the room. On the other side was Christopher, tied up and thrown on an old mattress. I approached him and pulled his heavy body with certain difficulty off the soft object; I dragged the mattress to Lauren's body. And with less difficulty, I placed the young woman's body on top of the relatively soft mattress; I untied the knot and removed the rope around her body, to then tie up only her wrists.-I think you're better this way. - I whispered to her, as if she could hear me -I won't let anyone hurt you again, okay
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewThe place was big, dimly lit, and totally away from the city. It was a perfect choice to execute my plan. Nothing could go wrong in that moment, nor in future events. Everything was thoroughly thought out, worked, and executed, so that nothing could hinder that move. After all, that wasn't a mere game of luck, but of strategy. Only the best and strongest players survived in the unequal jungle of that board game called real life. And I'd show that my entry in that game had only one goal: to win.-Put them in that room!*(Play song- Gangsta by Kehlani)*I heard the deep and masculine voice yelling in the background, echoing through the vast space of the abandoned warehouse. I walked slowly into one of the rooms, which was in a much better state than the rooms where the victims of my little game would be in. I heard heavy footsteps in the cold floor right behind me, taking care to serve me. I walked to the center of the huge room, where there was a table wit
As soon as I tried to get closer to Camila, we heard the shrill ring of her phone. She looked at me and walked towards the desk to grab the device that was there. I just watched her as I sat on the soft couch.-Hi, honey.I heard her say as soon as she answered the call. I rolled my eyes at that, receiving a soft chuckle from her.-Of course, I'll wait for you there then. She was silent for a few minutes, when she spoke again:-Lauren? Yes, she's here. Alright, I'll go with her to the restaurant. Camila said goodbye to her husband in an affectionate way before putting the phone on the desk.-He wants you to take me to a restaurant. We're going out to lunch.-Okay, I'll take you to the cuckold.Lunch went by slowly and tortuous. Camila and I maintained a trivial conversation while Christopher continued glued to his phone, alternating between some mouthfuls of his Italian pasta. The man seemed to be trying to divide himself into an army to take care of so many subjects. After some insi