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Camilla disconnected the call from Allen because of his allegations. Why was he so angry? Why would he shout at her for something completely outside her control? Would he have been happier if they were attacked in his apartment and killed? He probably didn't understand the situation well enough, she told herself.“Seems someone finally got herself a boyfriend.” Camilla heard the familiar feminine voice again and knew immediately that it was Ruby. She had eavesdropped on the entire conversation between Allen and Camilla.“What the hell do you want now? Are you not sick of this childish drama?” Camilla asked her, her facial features not holding an inch of a smile.“You call me childish? You are the one being childish here. Get off my boyfriend's skin! You have yours!” Ruby narrowed her eyes at her, and Camilla palmed her face in exasperation.“Honestly, Ruby, I'm exhausted of all this drama. I'm not after your boyfriend. You are free to enjoy him to your heart's content. Even I want a c
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“What is it?” Camilla breathed in anticipation.“Can you please sleep in my room?” Alessandro dropped the bomb of a question, and it exploded in Camilla's face.“What? Why? Why will I sleep in your room?” She stammered, eyes the size of saucers. Immediately, she shook her head at him. Sleeping in the same room with a guy who was as devilishly handsome as Alessandro was like presenting to a cat a golden bowl of tuna and telling it not to eat it.“It's not possible.” Camilla told him matter-of-factly.Alessandro inhaled a deep breath, his shoulders feeling heavier than normal. He locked his gaze back on Camilla and began to explain.“The agonising pain of the wound comes and goes, so I'll need someone beside me to help with painkillers and massaging of the pain-reducing creams into my torso.”Even though Camilla wanted to help him because he saved her life and from a lot of pain if she had managed to survive. She wanted to give herself space from Alessandro; he seemed like a playboy, so
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Salvatore in a grey suit marched menacingly to his study with two armed bodyguards in black suits striding closely behind him.“Dorothy will take you to your room. I'll catch up with you later.” Alessandro told Camilla with a firm nod, and then he began to descend the flight of stairs, following his uncle's tracks to his study. Soon he was in front of the gleaming, towering mahogany door. He knocked, but the air around him was filled with silence, so he let himself in. He walked into the room and saw his uncle sitting majestically in a deep brown armchair behind his large desk. Salvatore sat cross-legged, his eyes narrowed to slits. He dragged and puffed the brown cigar in his right hand with a glass of black rum in the other. He had his two bodyguards standing at Akimbo slightly behind his chair, their eyes clad with black glasses. He walked closer to Salvatore with clenched teeth, stepping on the red plush burgundy rug at the centre of the room; the study had a traditional feel to
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Alessandro's eyes, following her every movement, were not helping her nerves at all. With trembling hands, she opened the cream and spread it on both of her palms.Staring at his glistening torso, her heart jumped. Her throat dried. Her core throbbed. She began with his washboard stomach. She rubbed every muscle. Every abdominal muscle. Every ripple. Every rough edge and side, until she started to feel a pleasant heat build up in her core.Her hands transcended to his chest, and she didn't know when she squeezed her legs together and let out a non-silent moan. Alessandro heard it and nearly burst into laughter. Her cheeks nearly burnt in embarrassment.“What did I just hear?” Alessandro asked with a stupid smile on his face, which made Camilla wonder if he was actually sick.“You heard nothing." Camilla rolled her eyes at him, slapping his chest. “Turn around so I can rub your back.” Alessandro eyed her with a smirk on his face before turning around.Her hands, soft as velvet, moved o
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She took her bath and came out of the shower bare and dripping water. Alessandro had not yet brought the clothes. She limped to the door and opened it slightly. Alessandro, the cloth,” she called and poked out her dripping hand, and soon after she heard the sound of incoming footsteps and then felt clothes stuffed in her hand.She retracted her hand from the door and looked at her hand and saw a fresh white towel, a checked white and black boxer, and a big, sky-blue shirt. They smell new, and from the looks of it, they have never been used or worn before.She locked the door, dried her body, and put on the clothes. The shirt was enormous. It almost touched her knees, so she folded the sleeves to her elbows.She unlocked the door, wondering what she looked like in Alessandro's clothes. She stepped out of the bathroom, fiddling her hands in front of the shirt, and saw Alessandro cleaning the floor, which now sparkled. Alessandro raised his gaze to her and burst into laughter, and Ca
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