Camila's P.O.V
"It's always lovely seeing you Camila" Mrs Porters smiles, her wrinkled cheeks forming a beautiful dimple in each.
I've never noticed them before.
"You too, you look stunning as always" I grinned, looking at her lavender jacket and skirt suit.
"Oh stop, I just threw some close on, but you....you look teasingly radiant, trying to make the husband mad?" she asks bumping my hip with hers.
My short burgandy silk dress showed off just enough of my curves, I already caught the eyes of many thirsty men, and Elijah was slightly annoyed.
"Indeed" I smile and her eyes lit up with joy.
"Isn't that evil, I love it" she laughed nodding her head.
"Let's have a drink" I suggested, taking her arm and linking it with mine.
Mrs Porters was now my favorite person at events like this, I will look forward to seeing her and talking to her.
My night was better than expected, Mira couldn't ma
Elijah's P.O.V "Your coffee" I turn in my chair to look at Camila. Her low voice gets me every time, I don't know he her voice is so calm all the time and barely audible. She stood by my desk, dressed in an oversized grey dress shirt, with only a few buttons open, revealing her cresent moon necklace, a pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and by the height she's standing, I'm guessing ankle boots. Her hair was cascading down her shoulders in amazing curls as she displayed her beautiful taunting smile. "What're you doing here?" I ask, pulling my chair up to the desk. "Can't I be nice to you for one day?" Camila asks with a pout. I eye her skeptically, something was up. "I don't know, you wouldn't be your usual self in that department" I replied while leaning back in my chair. "Wow, I guess I'll just take my treats and go then" she says, shaking the two large cups she was holding in both hand
Camila's P.O.V "Is he really going to do that?" I ask Rosa, Josh's grandmother. She laughed as we watched Josh attempt to cooking us dinner. I was at his house for dinner tonight, I haven't been around his grandparents for a very long time now. Josh lived in a three story house near Venice Beach, it was a great view from his back porch, he really made his own name and I was proud of him. Rosa smiled at Josh, as did I. Rosa and Josh resembled each other, she had a pixie cut, grey hair but she still looked like she was in her late fortys, Rosa Bassett was beautiful, she was everything to Josh and to me as well, she was the mother I never had, no matter what. "Oh Rosie, you let the boy around the stove again" Martin says to his wife, shaking his head in disapproval. Martin Bassett was a pretty handsome man, he still wore surfer shirts and beach trunks, sandals, the works, he owned a surf shop on the b
Camila's P.O.V Elijah and Emilio made eye contact, they had a silent conversation with their eyes and Emilio nodded. He walked over to us and took my bag from my shoulder. "I'll take that" Emilio says slinging my bag on his shoulder, he gave his brother a pat on the shouder and then walked away. "Eli, you're home early" Judie says with a happy smile on her face. "And I'm wondering why I wasn't informed that we had company, this is my house after all, isn't it" Elijah says smugly, adjusting his tie, yep, he's gonna get a little hostile. My Dad always did stuff like this. Whenever he wanted me to co-operate with him, he would call Devon .Devon was the only person he could use to get to me. Devon Ramirez, he was a year older than Elijah, he was as tall as Elijah was but instead of black hair and green eyes, Devon had brown hair and blue eyes, he was handsome indded. He worked in his father's company, has his own departmen
Camila's P.O.V Dinner just ended and I was in the kitchen, trying not to correspond with anyone. They were all in the sitting room talking, my Dad and Luca were more than interested in the Clair contract than anything else that was said tonight and it was no surprise. Devon didn't say much about it to them, it was all they were interested in tonight, I'm guessing they only wanted to know how they could get on board, everything passes through me, Marcel and then Clair, I highly doubt they could get on board anything with Clair, he knew too much about their way of business. "So, you really married that kid?", my eyes turned to look at Devon, he stood a few feet away from me as I was seated at the island. "That's not of your business" I reply, looking down at my bowl of cereal. I just had to come in here and have something else, I needed the energy right now. My heart was beating in my chest, anymore surprises for
Camila's P.O.V "How do you even know what I' m going to say before I say it?" Emilio asks me, he was being his usual self and I shut him down as always. "Because I know once you open your mouth, nothing goods come from it" I shrugged, causing Elijah to laugh at his brother. We were seated in the kicthen, just ate breakfast and had nothing to do for the rest of the day, Elijah said he didn't have to go to work and Emilio had no club or party plans. It was morning now, but he was Emilio, he always ahd club plans or party plans, I was impressed. "You guys look cozy" Quinn says walking into the kitchen, she took a seat next to Elijah and started smiling. She was dressed for the pool, she never swims, so I don't see why she bothers to go out there, she just liked to show off her skinny arms and her skinng long legs. Quinn was not the original barbie, but she would love to be, it was more than obvious how she paraded around the plac
Elijah's P.O.VWhy I allow Camila to have her way is beyond me, she just bats her lashes and smiles, that's all she needed to get me tp do whatever she wanted. And that was exactly what she did to get me here in Paris.She was being extra sweet and using her soft voice, she didn't even ask, she only told me to get dressed and we're going somewhere nice, thousand miles across the globe. And complaining was something I never liked to do, I never had to complain a day in my life."I hope you know what you're doing" Dorian says, taking a seat next to on the chair out on the balcony."Mind elaborating?" I ask, already feeling the tension that was now in the air.Why was it that whenever two guys were sat in a room with a female they both cared about, there had to be so much tension?."Okay pretty boy" Dorian says, taking a deep breath and putting his glass cup on the coffee table.Here we go, whenever they started a
Camila's P.O.V"Okay, I'm off" Judie smiles at me from my room doorway.She was all dressed up, wearing a brown coat over her attire, I didn't ask to get a look at her outfit because I just know she's dressed for some work thing."Oh, off to New Zealand already?" I ask, sitting up and placing my iPad on the bed next to my many papers and pillows."Yes, the boss demands it" she chuckles, her eyes looked at me longily after a few seconds."What?" I ask confused, touching my face to see if there was something on it."Oh nothing dear, I just find it charming how much you've put into helping Elijah with his work, it seems you two have grown on each other already" Judie smiles, brushing some hair from her face.You sweet lady, she had the personailty of a sweet grandma and a loving aunt, I don't know how she does it, but she does it. She's always saying stuff like this, so sweet and caring."You people underestimate
Camila's P.O.VAfter I agreed to help Emilio, he skpped out of the kitchen with a glowing face. Leaving only me, Elijah and Chef alone, the duo were busy with their thoughts while I was busy eating my food, I don't have time for them to steal any more meals from me."Can I ask a favor also?" Elijah asks with his hand raised."I suppose, I will never live this down" I say with an eye roll and in a haha tone.Elijah chuckles and pulls my chair closer to him, Chef pushed my food toward me with a smile as he admired us being so close. Chef always admired me and Elijah being so close."Nope, so you might as well say yes" Elijah replies eyeing me, his eyes were glued to me as he stared.I turn my head while chewing the remainder of my sandwich. Our eyes locked and the atmosphere changed as it always did, he removed his jacket and tie and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt. I could see his chest, still buff as I r
Present Day>>>> Elijah's P.O.V Emilio walked into my office with a bottle of champagne in his right hand and a donut in the left hand. He looked great except the scowl on his face and his ruffled hair, he wore casual black jeans and a light blue t-shirt, he's been walking around with a bottle of champagne for the last week. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Emilio asks taking a seat in one of the empty chairs at my desk. "You know why I'm looking at you like this Emilio" I answer, "you've been wallowing in your feelings for a week now, I'm waiting on you to tell me what's going on". He takes in a deep breath, puts the bottle to his head and just drinks. I watch him, there's nothing I can do to stop him from feeling however he's feeling, mainly because I have no idea what the problem even is. "I'm fighting the urge to tell you, so I'm drinking it away" he says with his eyes closed and n
The night before Camila's accident Elijah's P.O.V "For some reason I believe you two are up to something" Dad says striding over to my bed. I don't look up at him for a second, I've tried staying out of his way countless times, I don't feel the need anymore to please him. "If we were up to something, do you think I'd be here and not with my wife?" I ask. "Your wife!?" he shouts making me look up at him, "since when has she been your wife, this is all a game Elijah, I've told you many times not to mix business with pleasure" he snares. "She's been my wife since that day we had a big meaningless wedding, she's been my wife since we signed our lives over to each other, she's been my wife for months, so mixing business with pleasure was never an issue for me, her needs are my top priority now, it was your own fault for putting me in this mess" I replied getting up to face him. After he invited Broo
Joshua BassettI stared at the coffee brown casket as it sat above the six feet hole, my best friend's body supposedly laying inside, the cruelty this world brings was out of many questions I had.My emotionless being stared at the box, unaware what to feel in this exact moment, just thinking about losing Camila made me numb, she was one of the best things I had in my life, I never dreamed of standing by her casket, knowing there was nothing I could have done to stop her from driving into that plan.Camila knew about Nick's plan for months, she knew he would try to kill her after he got what he really wanted. He knew Camila and Elijah would eventually conspire against their families, it was no secret how the two felt about each other.Even if they had no feelings toward each other, Camila would have found a way to get Elijah on her side, she always wanted to see the best in everyone and would tried her best to help them.She
Xavier Clair "They already tried emptying her accounts" I tell my father over the chat. He scratched his grey bearded face and let out a sigh, he was stressed enough after Camila's accident and now to find out they tried to empty her bank accounts twice, there was no way they could do that no matter what or who they get help from. That was the best thing about being a Clair, is that nothing you have can be accessed easily, no matter what resources the person uses to take you down. "Everything is secure" he replies kind of relieved, "are you going to the funeral?" he asks with a smile. "Are you?" I ask tilting my head, he gave me a look before we both burst out l
Emilio's P.O.VMy mother looked between Zoe and I, reflecting my same feelings, I didn't want to be here as much as she did but we had work to do.Camila left us a lot to uncover and to unpack, it needed more than two people to do the job and my Mom just happened to be the extra hand I needed."What was she trying to gain from this?" Mom asks in a hushed tone."Camila has her ways Mom, I couldn't tell you" I answer, "but there's no way she actually wanted us to get back together" I say glancing at Zoe.I don't think Zoe really understands that it was all a set up, she hurt Camila, so Camila hurt her. Everyone was just stabbing each other in their backs, going against each other day by day. I've been working with Camila for a while now, over three years, we had to pretend we weren't acquainted.She was a great person and she knew how to get her way, she knew Nick had his plans and what they all planned to do with her. She was
Quinn's P.O.V"At least she won't be a bother anymore" Mom says over the phone.She just informed me about Camila's accident, it was no shock to me, Dad said he was going to get rid of her because she was a major setback in his future plans.It made me sick just how easily they would kill off their own blood just for money, I've been dealt with many cards and I kept my cool with ever single one, even when it was tearing me apart, I tried my best to at least believe it will be over soon."You of all people would be happy" I muttered with an eyeroll, "I didn't expect anything less or more" I tell her honestly.She has never been a mother figure to neither me nor Camila, for all the games we had play for them we could have at least gotten a little love.Holding onto someone's innocence can make them lose their minds, I'm glad Camila escaped them. She was always the one who called them out on their bull shit and wa
Camila's P.O.V"You want us to get a divorce?" I ask my father in disbelief, even though I expected it."I'm not asking you to, I'm telling you to get a divorce, it won't be so hard Camila" he replies twirling his cigar in between his fingers.He really came all the way over here just to tell me to get a divorce. All because he's signed with Marcell Clair now and doesn't need the Camorra contract, poor guy just keeps selling himself short for more riches.The Camorra contract could have been the best thing ever, but he's so greedy, I don't blame him for wanting more for himself."And what if I don't want to?" I challenged.His eyes looked at me, inspecting my face before he squinted at me. His usual way of saying I dare you, but I've gotten used to it way too much these days."You don't want to do that" he replies with a sly chuckle."Why not?" I ask trying to reel as much as I can fro
Camila's P.O.V"You look different" Devon comments as his eyes watched me from across the table."Is that so?" I ask glancing up at him but refusing to meet his eyes.Devon and Elijah had business to take care of for Clair, but I had to dragged into it because I know more about what they're doing than they did. I didn't want to get involved because ever since I sat down outside with them, the tension has been thick.Neither of them spoke unless it was necessary and it was killing me."Yes, there's definitely something different about you" Devon acknowledged sitting up to look at me better."When you find what it is please inform me" I chuckled looking up with a smile."You're smiling, there's definitely something different" he says putting his papers down and giving me his full attention."Maybe I'm happier" I shrugged glancing at Elijah, who was trying so hard not to intervene.Devon looked at Elijah bu
Camila's P.O.V"That's great news!" Clair beams over the video chat.I called him and told him about the pregnancy and he's apparently taking it well, he'd always been so protective of me, it was his job anyway."I used him" I remind and he let's out a laugh."Sweetheart, we've all used people in our time, trust me, he'll get over it" he chuckles.I look over at Elijah asleep on my bed, after we talked for three whole hours he decided he wanted to just sleep in here for the night. His mother was the one who convinced him to tell me everything that was going on.Judie knew and I knew, but she told him that if he really cared for me then he would tell me the truth and get it out of the way. I appreciate Elijah for coming to me straight away rather than wait until some appointed time where he asked me out on a date just to tell me about it."I hope so" I say looking at the screen again, capturing a smile fr