CAMILLA'S POVI sat on one of the window seats and checked my phone again only to see several missed calls from Ruby. Why was she calling me frantically as though soomeone was dead?I hope nothing bad had happend. And i couldn't call while we were still on flight. I hope my mother was till fine. I sent her a message, so immediately we land and I turn off my phone airplane mode, the messages can send. I was reading a book while Alessandro worked on something on his laptop. After two hours, we decided to take a break. To see a movie.He told me to wait for him in the bedroom while he gets something. I lay down on the bed and I covered myself with a duvet while I waited for him. Soon, he returned with the TV remote, bags of chips and cashewnuts. Thoughtful. something to munch on while we are seeing the movie.“What movie will you like to watch?” He asked me while gesturing for what snack I want and I reached for the cashew nuts and he handed them to me.“I'll watch whatever you want to
“Now it's your turn. I'm going to pleasure you.” He promised. He lifted me from the ground and placed my back on the bed. He parted my legs with his knees and took off my panties slowly, wetting his lips.He ran his hands on my pussy lips and I sucked in a sharp breath, when his fingers brushed through the middle. “Always clean and shaven just the way I like it.” He mumbled and bent to his knees and flicked his tongue on my clitoriss and I moaned, jerking my lady bits toward his mouth for more contact. Unconsciously my hands fly to my breast to try to control the massive ripple of pleasure that swept through me. That familiar heat building up inside me.“Uhh, Alessandro,” I moaned hard, when he sucked hard at my clittoris. I tried to push my pussy away from his mouth as that heat within me intensified but with his hands he held me down. Forcing his tongue deeper into me. With his tongue he flicked, licked and pressurised my clittoris. “Fuck Alessandro!” I squirted as he pushed me
CAMILLA'S POVAlessandro's face suddenly lost colour when I asked about what he had wanted to tell me. This must be very serious.“Please sit down.” Alessandro gestured that I sit on the three-seater white sofa in the living room. Wary, I sat down carefully and saw a bead of sweat on his forehead as he sat beside me. What was wrong? Why is Alessandro so nervous? That was very unlike him.“I don't know how you are going to take this… but,” Alessandro began speaking in a low voice, “I want you to know that I am very sorry and I didn't plan to hold onto this for long. Please forgive me.” He went down on his knees and I gasped.“Alessandro, you are scaring me. Get up please!” I raised him to his feet but he resisted, “Tell me what is wrong.” I begged.He dragged in a deep breath and spoke, “I'm a mafia.” And I subconsciously Jerked back. His statement ringing like th4 Big Ben in my ear.“What did you say?” I asked again with wide eyes. I couldn't have heard what I heard. There must have b
Another hot tear slipped from my face and I shook my head, “No you have not.” I whispered in a broken voice.“I have never failed you, and I'll not start now. I'll stand with you till the end.” he promised me wiping my tears with his thumb and that only caused more tears to stream from my eyes. A dilemma. Trust the man I've grown to love or trust history that has rarely failed in replicating itself. Could there be a chance that we are the minute one percent that might survive this together?“I'll protect you with my life.” He said in a firm voice and I didn't even have an iota of doubt. I remembered the day he took a bullet for me. Maybe he could protect me.“Alessandro, you need to give me time to think this through.”He drew in a deep breath,“OK. I'll be waiting for your answer.”“Can I go now?” I asked again knowing he would most likely block my path again if I moved.“No. Not yet. I'm currently working on brand awareness and advertising at the bakery before we could open it again.
ALESSANDRO'S POVWith slouched shoulders, I left the room. With clenched fists I trudged towards the elevator. In as much as my chest weighed heavily with pain, there was a gentle rustling of inner peace I got because I showed her the only skeleton in my cupboard. Maybe I should have told her from the onset and then maybe dhr could have forgiven me since… but now?I just hope she finds a place in her heart to forgive me. I know it is not going to be easy, but I'll wait if I have to. And it would be worth all the waiting. The elevator dinged as we got to the ground floorI entered my car and my driver drove me back to the mansion. The drive to the mansion was a blur, completely consumed by the thoughts of how to amend Camilla's trust in me.Soon we were at the mansion and as soon as I got down from the car, I saw the rugged, burly profile of Jax, who immediately stood at attention, saluting me immediately he saw me. I saluted him back with a smile and he went at ease.“You are Welcome
“I'm faring well,” she swirled the wine in her glass with fidgety hands. “What about you?”“Bad.” I said, leaning in to the table, and saw her face go blank. She might decide to hide her feelings, but I'm not about to hide mine.“May I know why?” She asked, setting her glass on the table after taking a sip.“Because I missed you.” I told her and saw surprise splash across her face before she masked it in careful indifference.“How did the advertisement for the bakery go?” she asked carefully, and I leaned back on my chair.“Yes, I'm done with it.” I said, taking a quick gulp of my wine to lubricate my dry throat, “We can open tomorrow and start preparing for the next few days and weeks because it will be such an intense period of growth.”“You are so confident in your strategies.” She said, and I smiled, looking up at the dazzling star-filled sky and inhaling a deep breath.“Of course. I have been doing this for years, so I kind of have a knack for things like this. I already know how
CAMILLA'S POVTears slipped from my eyes immediately as the elevator shut against Alessandro and I let myself collapse to the floor of the elevator as it descended. The cold of the metal floor seeping through my dress, a mirror to the cold world we live in.Loneliness clothed me like a thick cloth. With no one to rest my shoulder and cry on except the one I couldn't let myself go to. He was my only true ally. Ruby was too busy plotting new tricks, and my mother doesn't give a rat's ass if I was dead or alive. Alone. Maybe I was a true workaholic, like Ruby always said. How can a full-grown woman like me not have friends? Could it have been because I didn't go to college?The ding of the elevator pulled me out of my daydream, and I scrambled to my feet immediately so I didn't leave the security personnel wondering if I was mentally stable.Once the elevator opened fully, I trudged out of the elevator into the hallway, where a few couples were dining and laughing. I looked at the main d
CHAPTER 98CAMILLA POVI winced, snuggling more into the soft pillow. My hands flew to my head immediately when I felt a sharp headache from hell. My head was throbbing so much as though there were invincible hands pressing my head together to squish out juice from it.Even with my heavy eyelid closed I could feel the full sunlight filtering through the curtains into the apartment. The apartment?How did I get to the apartment? I was at the club. Then I left with someone… Jeez. WHO THE HELL DID I LEAVE WITH??The question forced my heavy eyelids Open, sitting up immediately and backing myself against the headboard. I felt a presence beside me and when I looked I saw Alessandro and immediately a sudden calm settled around like a cold blanket of warmth. I hurled in a deep breath, slowly closing my eyes and opening it to catch myself. “Thank God, I wasn't picked up by some psycho.” I looked down at myself and a gasp escaped my lips when I realized I was wearing one of my night wears. Ho
After finishing my meeting with the board of directors of the company I just bought, I called Camilla but she was not picking my calls. That was quite unusual. I called her about five more times but she still didn't pick up. Maybe she was swamped by work. I went back to the mansion after the meeting. After undressing and putting on something more simple I walked straight to my study to do more work. As I sat on the swivel chair in my study I checked my phone.I had missed calls from Santino. He must have been calling to plead for the release of his father and uncle but that is one of the last things I cared about at this moment. I'll make him suffer for his sins. I called Camilla back and she still didn't pick up.I decided to do some work before calling her again. After about one hour of working, I tried her number again. And this time it was not going through at all. I grew restless and worried, so I drove down to the bakery myself. Once I walked in, the store was brewing with a l
It has been four days since we opened the bakery. I had about a hundred thousand dollars sitting pretty in my bank account. Even though the money still belonged to Alessandro I couldn't help the feeling of pride that swelled within me at having that amount of money in my account. The same person who barely had a thousand dollars to her name eight months ago now has about fifty five thousand dollars which Is mine and a total of a hundred thousand dollars in my account. That is growth in my definition. I dreamt sweet dreams with these thoughts in my head. I woke up the next day feeling so fly and happy. Who says money doesn't buy happiness? I felt as though I could buy the world with just fifty five thousand dollars in my name. And people say that money doesn't buy happiness. What would happen when I have a million dollars to my name? I might as well walk on water.I stood from my bed. I put on the sound system and connected it to my phone and began to play music.I swayed my body f
CAMILLA'S POV“Ruby?” I answered with wide eyes.“What is she doing here?” Alessandro asked the question that was in my mind.“I don't know if she had mentioned that she had something to tell me. I guess that's why she is here.” I explained to Alessandro and I saw a frown crease his face. His face became suddenly distant. “Please let her in.” I told clara who immediately left the office. Probably not wanting to be tagged as a gossip, but it was people most likely like her were the greatest gossips of all time.“Why do you look so annoyed? you obviously don't want to see her, what did she do?”“Nothing really.” he shrugged, “I'm just no5 fond of her anymore.”“Does she still stay at your house?” I asked my eyes swimming in curiosity and he grimaced at me.“Gossip,” he teased and inlaughed “Oh please, Alessandro, just tell me. Why are you eating like a Saint now as though you don't ask me personal questions about people too. And by the way this is just my first time.”“I'm just doing
CHAPTER 98CAMILLA POVI winced, snuggling more into the soft pillow. My hands flew to my head immediately when I felt a sharp headache from hell. My head was throbbing so much as though there were invincible hands pressing my head together to squish out juice from it.Even with my heavy eyelid closed I could feel the full sunlight filtering through the curtains into the apartment. The apartment?How did I get to the apartment? I was at the club. Then I left with someone… Jeez. WHO THE HELL DID I LEAVE WITH??The question forced my heavy eyelids Open, sitting up immediately and backing myself against the headboard. I felt a presence beside me and when I looked I saw Alessandro and immediately a sudden calm settled around like a cold blanket of warmth. I hurled in a deep breath, slowly closing my eyes and opening it to catch myself. “Thank God, I wasn't picked up by some psycho.” I looked down at myself and a gasp escaped my lips when I realized I was wearing one of my night wears. Ho
CAMILLA'S POVTears slipped from my eyes immediately as the elevator shut against Alessandro and I let myself collapse to the floor of the elevator as it descended. The cold of the metal floor seeping through my dress, a mirror to the cold world we live in.Loneliness clothed me like a thick cloth. With no one to rest my shoulder and cry on except the one I couldn't let myself go to. He was my only true ally. Ruby was too busy plotting new tricks, and my mother doesn't give a rat's ass if I was dead or alive. Alone. Maybe I was a true workaholic, like Ruby always said. How can a full-grown woman like me not have friends? Could it have been because I didn't go to college?The ding of the elevator pulled me out of my daydream, and I scrambled to my feet immediately so I didn't leave the security personnel wondering if I was mentally stable.Once the elevator opened fully, I trudged out of the elevator into the hallway, where a few couples were dining and laughing. I looked at the main d
“I'm faring well,” she swirled the wine in her glass with fidgety hands. “What about you?”“Bad.” I said, leaning in to the table, and saw her face go blank. She might decide to hide her feelings, but I'm not about to hide mine.“May I know why?” She asked, setting her glass on the table after taking a sip.“Because I missed you.” I told her and saw surprise splash across her face before she masked it in careful indifference.“How did the advertisement for the bakery go?” she asked carefully, and I leaned back on my chair.“Yes, I'm done with it.” I said, taking a quick gulp of my wine to lubricate my dry throat, “We can open tomorrow and start preparing for the next few days and weeks because it will be such an intense period of growth.”“You are so confident in your strategies.” She said, and I smiled, looking up at the dazzling star-filled sky and inhaling a deep breath.“Of course. I have been doing this for years, so I kind of have a knack for things like this. I already know how
ALESSANDRO'S POVWith slouched shoulders, I left the room. With clenched fists I trudged towards the elevator. In as much as my chest weighed heavily with pain, there was a gentle rustling of inner peace I got because I showed her the only skeleton in my cupboard. Maybe I should have told her from the onset and then maybe dhr could have forgiven me since… but now?I just hope she finds a place in her heart to forgive me. I know it is not going to be easy, but I'll wait if I have to. And it would be worth all the waiting. The elevator dinged as we got to the ground floorI entered my car and my driver drove me back to the mansion. The drive to the mansion was a blur, completely consumed by the thoughts of how to amend Camilla's trust in me.Soon we were at the mansion and as soon as I got down from the car, I saw the rugged, burly profile of Jax, who immediately stood at attention, saluting me immediately he saw me. I saluted him back with a smile and he went at ease.“You are Welcome
Another hot tear slipped from my face and I shook my head, “No you have not.” I whispered in a broken voice.“I have never failed you, and I'll not start now. I'll stand with you till the end.” he promised me wiping my tears with his thumb and that only caused more tears to stream from my eyes. A dilemma. Trust the man I've grown to love or trust history that has rarely failed in replicating itself. Could there be a chance that we are the minute one percent that might survive this together?“I'll protect you with my life.” He said in a firm voice and I didn't even have an iota of doubt. I remembered the day he took a bullet for me. Maybe he could protect me.“Alessandro, you need to give me time to think this through.”He drew in a deep breath,“OK. I'll be waiting for your answer.”“Can I go now?” I asked again knowing he would most likely block my path again if I moved.“No. Not yet. I'm currently working on brand awareness and advertising at the bakery before we could open it again.
CAMILLA'S POVAlessandro's face suddenly lost colour when I asked about what he had wanted to tell me. This must be very serious.“Please sit down.” Alessandro gestured that I sit on the three-seater white sofa in the living room. Wary, I sat down carefully and saw a bead of sweat on his forehead as he sat beside me. What was wrong? Why is Alessandro so nervous? That was very unlike him.“I don't know how you are going to take this… but,” Alessandro began speaking in a low voice, “I want you to know that I am very sorry and I didn't plan to hold onto this for long. Please forgive me.” He went down on his knees and I gasped.“Alessandro, you are scaring me. Get up please!” I raised him to his feet but he resisted, “Tell me what is wrong.” I begged.He dragged in a deep breath and spoke, “I'm a mafia.” And I subconsciously Jerked back. His statement ringing like th4 Big Ben in my ear.“What did you say?” I asked again with wide eyes. I couldn't have heard what I heard. There must have b