Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI could hear that soft voice speak in the background, but I couldn't understand absolutely anything of that was said. I found myself completely heavy with the drowsiness and exhaustion. I shifted my body slowly on the soft bed sheets of Collins' bed, and tried to open my eyes. It was still night, because there was no sign of the sun.That's when I spotted Camila standing on the balcony of her room. She was only wearing a thin robe and she was partially leaning forward, resting her arms on the iron edge of the small balcony. Between her fingers, a cigarette, maybe, due to the lit tip it couldn't be anything else. My sight was a bit blurry and my brain slower because of my exhaustion. Was she talking to someone? No, it was the middle of the night. I rested my head on the soft pillow, closing my eyes again. And then I heard a noise, and opened them again, feeling my eyelids heavy.-I thought you were sleeping. - she murmured quietly as she left some object
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewAfter a quick shower and change of clothes, I drove to the police station as fast as I could, The news that the girls found the number of the account to where the stolen money was transferred brought more excitement and joy to my day, which by the way was already much more tranquil thanks to Camila. I didn't know how to explain it, but something that night had been different. The Latina not only gave me a wonderful and satisfying night of sex, but she also made me relax, and consequently forget my problems. The divinely delicious dinner brought a sort of calmness to me. I confess that having that side of the Latina was somewhat different, however, good.-Good Morning, Agent. - one of the police officers said as soon as I entered the precinct.-Good Morning.I crossed the precinct's reception quickly, heading towards the elevators. My head began to work faster, bringing with it anxiety. I pressed the button of the floor where my office was twice, in a f
Camila and I had a good connection from the first moment we laid eyes on each other, however, it was clear how that was restricted to desire and arousal. Since she and I didn't have the least possibility of having some kind of emotional involvement. Getting involved with the Latina was already being one of the mnost risky and mindless things in my life. I had the biggest case of my entire career in hand, and she was one of the pieces that could knock me down easily. -But if no one finds out, we are fine... - I whispered as I grabbed the paper with the account number, which was on the desk.My eyes scanned number by number, and right after the other report with the data of the agency location. Switzerland was the perfect place to hide a large sum of money, since it was much more difficult to get the information about the account owner. But I wouldn't give up so easily, I would discover something, even if for that I'd have to have the trouble of going over there.-Let's analyze a littl
We talked for a few minutes about random things, about plans and all that we could catch up on. I missed my family, the affection when they greeted me at the end of the day, Mike's and Taylor's smile every time I got home. But things couldn't always remain the same, when you wanted to evolve and change your life to an opposite side of comfortable and safe, in which I found myself, everything needed to be different. Changes always have a high price to pay.-Don't forget to call me.-I won't. When you move to Miami let me know.-I will. Take care, Laur. I love yOu.-I love you too, tell dad that I love him.-I will! Bye.-Bye.I ended the call with Taylor, dropping the phone aside. I walked over to the center table in the living room, grabbing the folder with all the documents, photos and investigation files. I decided that I would re-assemble the organizational chart again, now in the board I had at home, Here I didn't fear that anyone could see, since only Vero and I frequented the ap
Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI opened my eyes as soon as I heard the captain's voice sound through the jet's speakers. He was informing that in a few minutes we'd land on swiss soil, and that we should keep our seatbelts buckled. I looked to my left side, having the image of Camila in a deep and peaceful sleep. She was exhausted after so many hours of flight, and ended up falling asleep. I checked if her seatbelt was properly buckled, when I felt the aircraft descending gradually. Camila prepared everything last minute, since the idea came completely by surprise to her, but it wasn't a very hard task, of course; with the amount of money she possessed, she only had to make a few calls and everything was ready for her. At first I thought about declining the proposition, since it wasn't the right thing to do. However, the thirst for more information consumed me, making me put aside my principles to get any information by a mean metaphorically illicit. If I followed the normal procedu
-We have to book the rooms. - I said as soon as Camila stopped beside me.-I already booked, don't worry. Shall we go?-I don't know if I want to stay here.-Lauren, if it's about money... You are my private security guard, you have to stay with me at all times. So you'll have to stay here. It's on me.I huffed impatiently and she smiled. We walked together towards the elevator that was located on the side of the hotel lobby. We were staying in one of the upper floors, at least that's what the panel of the metal box indicated. Once we got out of the elevator, we walked towards the door of the room 212. Camila ran the card that served as a room key, and then entered.-Where's my card? - I asked standing next to the door.The brunette promptly extended one towards me. I grabbed it and noticed the number present there. 212.-Wait, but this is the same room and she expanded her lips into a devilish smile, almost perverse, and walked towards me, stopping a few centimeters from me. Our bodi
After ordering dinner, I accommodated myself in the bed under the covers in search of warmth. Despite having the heaters on, the Swiss cold still mistreated me. I was trying to organize my thoughts and find a way to ask Camila to stay here for two more days. I knew that there was a good chance of the woman denying, since her husband would arrive soon to New York. But I needed those days, I needed to return to the US with the criminal's record. I heard the shrill sound of my phone on the dresser of the room and quickly got up to get it. Vero's name was flashing on the device's screen.-If I don't call you, you don't call me, you bitch.I let out a laugh as soon as I heard the annoyed tone of my best friend.-I'm sorry, I was busy.-I hope you are solving our case, and not having sex.-I spent the whole afternoon at the bank, so shut your mouth. -I grumbled as I walked away from the room, going towards the balcony.-And how was it there? Did you get any information?-I handed the police
-It would be even more exciting to arrest you.-It would? You like the idea of having me handcuffed?She whispered hoarsely, dragging her words in an arousing way. My eyes were quickly drawn by the soft skin that gradually was getting exposed. Camila was now wearing only panties on top of me. My heart jumped in my chest, and that heat spread throughout my body, but soon concentrated on my sex. I felt the urge to kiss her, touch her all over. Karla had a slightly tanned skin, her body was thin, however, perfectly divided, showing that the brunette lost a few hours in the gym, because everything had the perfect proportion in that woman.-I confess that the idea is very attractive, you know? Having you in my precinct with those handcuffs on your wrists.Camila moved her hips again, now dragging the thin fabric of her panties on my gray sweatpants. She had her bottom lip trapped between her white teeth, as her hands slid up my arms until reaching mny hands that were resting on the mattres
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