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
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewThe liquid touched the tip of my tongue, making me appreciate it slowly. The Scotch Whiskey was acceptable for me that morning. After all, only drinking could I endure the nuisance of having to watch Camila amidst her work. The Latina supervised every little detail of the process of the arrangement of the art works that would be exhibited in her gallery tonight. Along with her best friend, Dinah Jane. The two circled around the extensive hall, now properly filled with wooden boxes, which contained the paintings of a contemporary artist of great importance. A good team of employees accommodated the art works in the places where both women ordered. According to them, everything needed to be of the public's taste, even the illumination would have to favor the art works.-A little more to the left! Let's put another painting towards that column.Camila was giving orders to two men who were now on top of an aluminum ladder right in front of her. One of the L
I flashed a small smile and walked away, heading towards the counter again. I took some dollars from my pocket, putting them under the cup of cappuccino that I had ordered. I glanced one last time at Clarice, who was staring at me intently from the back of the establishment. She waved briefly, with a suppressed smile. I didn't expect to find her there, not that something incriminated her. But having her presence in a suspicious place was just another point, among thousands in this investigation. Before leaving the place I waved to her, flashing a forced smile.-Do you really have to go?Vero asked as she opened the door of our apartment. I held firmly the countless folders that we had gotten from the precinct. The woman turned the key in the lock, and the door opened.-Yes. Mr. Collins dismissed the other security guards.-I can't believe we came to New York for you to play personal security.I dropped the folders on the kitchen counter. While Vero opened the fridge, grabbing one of
Camila Collins' Point Of ViewThe Rolls Royce Phantom drove through the huge gates of my house slowly, being properly searched by the security guards at the gate. Christopher rested his hand on my thigh in a soft caress. I looked at his face, he was carrying a tired smile. The man looked at me, before yawning for the fourth time in less than 10 minutes. I smiled at him before turning my eyes to the woman who was sitting on the other side. Lauren didn't look me in the eye. Probably too nervous about the situation. And I wasn't any different, after all, that was the first time I drugged Christopher. That was the first time I would cheat on him inside our own home.-We've arrived. – the man said.Carlos quickly approached the door, opening it so that we could get out. Christopher got out of the car and gently extended his hand to me, and then to Lauren. We went up the stairs towards the front door. In a complete silence.-Finally, I was exhausted. - he said as he unbuttoned his blazer.-
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI left the bathroom, as I removed the excess water from my hair. A cold shower after that exhausting day was all I needed. I rubbed the small towel on my head, having my body covered by a thick and white robe. The guest room of the Collins mansion looked more like a luxury suite in an expensive hotel. I looked at the huge double bed in the center of the room, and the image of Camila lying on it took over my thoughts. I shook my head quickly, trying to push away that sight so...-No, Lauren.Camila was a provocative demon. I even thought that she would dare invade my bedroom tonight. But it has been a good while, and not even one sign of the very hot Latina. I dropped the towel on a thick wood dresser, which was right under the glass window. I wouldn't take off the robe, because I wasn't wearing anything underneath. Camila's idea caught me completely by surprise, not giving me a chance to grab some clothes. I would sleep wearing the robe, and in the mor
My now extremely wet fingers, slid on that woman's hot pussy. I felt my body vibrate, every cell on fire by the colossal desire. I wanted her. I wet my fingers at the entrance of her wet sex, and slid back up with three fingers to rub the Latina's clit. Camila pulled me.to her, taking my lips in a desperate kiss. I didn't dare stop the movements, I continued kissing her fervently as my fingers rubbed intensely in that area. The Latina started to move her hips a little, as if she wanted to feel me more.-You are so hot. - I whispered between her lips.-I am? You think?- her voice came out dragged amid that mismatching breath.-Yes, very hot, Karla. My God.I wrapped her waist with my arm, holding her body close to mine, while with the other hand rubbed my fingers on her pussy. Karla sighed heavily, which made my body tremble. I went down with two of my fingers to her wet entrance, causing Camila to open more. It was noticeable how much the brunette needed to feel me inside her. I thr
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI kept my eyes closed, while Camila distributed small kisses all over my stomach, heading towards my head. It must have been the third orgasm that night, I was completely fucking exhausted. My chest rose and fell in a panting and mismatching breath.Camila accommodated her body on mine, making me feel the gentle touch of her sweaty skin. I opened my eyes, staring at that pair of brown eyes facing me. Karla expanded her lips into a satisfied smile, showing of her white teeth. We were lying on the carpet of the lounge room, completely naked. I stretched my arm, letting my hand slide up the brunette's back, following the line of her spine until reaching her neck.The Latina brought one of her hands up to her hair, throwing it to one side, leaving the other totally free. The little illumination that bathed the brunette's body highlighted her most striking features.-I had forgotten how you were so good, Karla.She smiled and then bit her lower lip.-I can s
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