Camila's P.O.V
My eyes stayed on the back of Elijah, just glaring, I so wanted to smack him in the back of his head. He just had to agree with them.
fter we walked into the sitting room, his father proposed that we needed to go on a honeymoon. Just to make the marriage seemingly more real, it was just a stupid contract, why did I have to get stuck with him for two weeks, alone!.
I was already dreading being stuck here in this house, I just wanted everything to be done and over with. I wanted them to their contract over with, why did most of these things always involve ruining somebody's life?. They could've just gone another way, but they Seniors wanted to make sure it was a real marriage, or their million dollar deal was off.
Both families already had billions of dollars, why did we have to get dragged into it. Especially me, I could do so much better off without this crap.
And now, as Elijah stood in front of me, talking to my father, I wanted to kick him in his backside and tackle him to the floor, beating every living cell until he wasn't able to walk, better yet, breathe.
"Elijah"I say tapping his shoulder, he turned to look at me slowly, it's the first I've ever actually said his name. "Are you sure?" I ask trying not to go against my father, because I knew the I'd never hear the end of it.
"I'm sure"Elijah says nodding his head in approval.
I nod my head and turned away, I walked up the staircase and tried so hard not to let out a scream. I just wanted everything to be done and over with. Instead of throwing a tantrum, I grew to be patient and let them have their end until the time is right.
My room greeted me with the warmth and comfort I needed, I locked it then let out a sigh as I walked to my bed. Just as I was about to drift into a world of darkness and sleep, my phone went off.
Groaning, I took it up from the bedside table and looked at it, Mira.
"Hey"I say once I answered the call.
"Hey, my Mom just told me about the honeymoon"Mira says causing me to sit up straight.
"Geez, couldn't they wait five minutes?" I ask crossing my legs on the bed.
"I'm sorry you have to go through all this"Mira says as I put a strand of hair behind my ear.
"It's not your fault Em, plus, I survive whatever life throws at me"I say with a smile etching my face.
I hear Mira's laugh, I really don't look at life as if I won't survive, yeah, I may fall and lose my way but I'll always survive no matter what.
"You're always so positive, even though I know sometimes you wanna punch everyone"Mira says with a chuckle.
"Yeah, but you know what grandpa always said"I say remembering the words of my grandfather.
"It's your reality, confuse life with your intentions and watch it give you what it thought you had"Mira says then laughs out.
"What?" I ask getting up to unlock my door that was being knocked on.
"I just saw Josh, he made a funny face"Mira says with a giggle.
Elijah walked into my room and closed the door, he stood there admiring each and every detail of the room. I tried my best to ignore his presence, I was already annoyed with the fact that I'd have to spend two weeks with him in Italy, him being here wasn't making me less annoyed.
"We're leaving tomorrow"Elijah announced once his eyes settled on me.
My eyes squinted at him in annoyance and he noticed, he gave me a little smile, causing me to roll my eyes and cross my legs again. Elijah stood there awaiting my answer, but he saw me on the phone so he couldn't possibly want me to answer him right away.
"Did you hear me?" Elijah asks pointing to his ear.
"Is that all?" I ask cocking an eyebrow at him.
He chuckles shaking his head in disbelief, no one said I had to pretend I liked him behind closed doors. So I will not pretend, when he annoyed me I'd let him know, and when I'm beyond irritated I will let him know. And until this whole things blows over, I will continue to be irritated by him.
"You are something, Camila Brinx" Elijah says more to himself than me.
"And you would know"I retort glancing at him.
"Is that my cousin?" Mira asks as I hear her car come to a sudden stop.
"Yes"I replied, my voice laced with venom.
"I'll talk to you later, Josh just jumped in front of my car"Mira says and I laughed, Josh can be so childish sometimes.
With Mira off the phone, and Elijah staring at me. I had no other option than to give him my full attention, he was already annoying me with his presence, I don't know how women fall at his feet, I've never actually looked at him fully with eyes of admiration, definitely not the way Quinn did.
"What time?" I ask propping my hands up on my thighs and putting my face in my palms.
"Precisely noon"he replies nodding his head after a thought.
"Fine, that gives me enough time to pack and put my knives away"I say tapping my chin with my fingers.
My eyes drift up to his face and I saw that he was just gazing at me, I let him have his look, he just stood there, gazing, he looked like he was thinking. I hope he was regretting every decision he's made in his life, including this one.
"You can go now"I say snapping my fingers, it caused him to step back a little, eyes watching me and then he turned and walked to the door.
I watch him leave and close the door behind him. I got up and locked it, walked to my bed and have it welcome me happily, a nice long nap will help my nerves to calm for a long journey.
"It's only been two days, can you at least smile?" Elijah asks with an annoyed look on his face.
"I will not smile, what's there to smile for?" I ask crossing my arms and taking a seat on the chair on the balcony, outside our suite.
We arrived in Italy two days ago, Elijah has had a change of heart, he's tried to have a full on conversation with me a few times but I shut him down completely with total silence, or a witty comeback. He was definitely annoyed by it but tried his best to keep his cool.
"Camila, the sun is out and we could be doing so much, than sitting in our hotel room, being remorseful" he replied motioning over the beautiful scenery.
Sighing, I looked over the scene, he was partly right, it wasn't all that bad being here, at least we both got a break from our families for two weeks. I could maybe give him a little bit more remorse, he was also dragged into this too, but he doesn't seem sorry, he seemed totally fine marrying a person he knew nothing about, the world of business and money, I tell yah.
"Fine, I'll get changed" I say getting up and walking into the suite.
"Thank you" Elijah says throwing his hands up in relief.
Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust. As I sat under an umbrella scene, I gazed at the couples enjoying their trip, they looked in love, there was even one couple feeding each other. There was feeling inside me that so wanted one of them to choke, lucky bastards. I was stuck here with a man I rarely even liked, let alone to be in love with and they're just flaunting their love in the air. Italy was definit
Camila "Stop"I laughed trying to push Elijah away from me as we entered the house. He has been bugging me and trying to annoy me since we landed and the car came to pick us up. Mind, there was a lot of paparazzi when we landed, to say it was unexpected would be a lie. And to see us laughing, that only gave them more gossip, so we'll expect new magazine covers by tomorrow morning. "Come on, it couldn't have been that bad Cam"he says chucking and taking my suitcase. I shook head with a smile, he started calling me Cam ever since that dinner, after we got drunk and went back to our room, some very interesting things happened that we decided to never speak of again. Now, he was asking m
Elijah I walked into the kitchen smelling waffles again, two days in a row I've been smelling waffles and each time I come into the kitchen, Camila was seated at the island. Except this time, she was seated on top of the island with her earphones in and her legs crossed, her eyes closed and she looked calm and peaceful. Chef was by the waffle maker, he was already dressed in his uniform, he never spoke to anyone, just cooked and served. I've heard Camila laughing and snickering whenever she was with him alone, but he never smiled to anyone else or talked to to anyone else, she really had her way with others. I haven't been able to look at Camila from the night before because she always trie
Camila"I can't believe your Dad had him inside your house"Josh says over the Skype call.He and Mira called me right after I told them who was here earlier. I don't think he's gone yet because Elijah hadn't come calling me. I couldn't believe he was here either, all those things my father made me do just so he could make more money and be at the top.He never once used Quinn for his work purposes, he always used me. And I couldn't do anything about it because he'd most likely kill me if I went against his words."I believe he would, after all he's done and is still doing, he will stop at nothing to get what he wants"Mira says skipping through her textbook pages.
Camila "Thanks Josh, I'll email you the rest of the information"I say to the blonde boy staring at me through the my laptop. "Sure, we'll talk later"he says waving his hand with a smile. I smile then ended the Skype video call. I rubbed my eyes and winced at the pain in my right arm, I rolled up my sleeve and looked at the black and blue bruise that once was red, it covered almost half of arm. I had to wear hoodies and long sleeved shirts around the house. My mother indeed got her revenge, she couldn't wait until it was just us in the house. I wanted to go out but my father ordered me not to, I really knew better than to go against his orders.
Camila "You know that it is mandatory for us to attend this gala"Dad says to me, trying his best to not yell all because I told him didn't feel well to go. We go every year, if we miss one year I'm sure it won't be a problem. I don't have to go, if they want to then they can. But I really wasn't up for the challenge. "She says she's not feeling well Nick, at least let her sit this one out"Judie says rubbing my arm in comfort. I knew she wasn't like the rest of them, ever since she's been here, she's tried to be on my side as much as possible. I appreciate that, but my father would always get his way, no matter how hard we try and plea with him to let me stay home.
Camila The faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air as I sat inside the bar, awaiting Josh's return from the bathroom. I didn't plan on going out tonight, but he convinced me to the comfort of my own room, just so I could watch him flirt with girls all night. The night was hot enough already, and the last thing I really needed was a room full of drunk people rubbing up on each other. The last time I was out at a club was seven months ago, when I first found out that I would be married off to Elijah. It wasn't a planned night, but it did end fairly. Josh and Mira had to take me back to Josh's place just so I could sleep off everything and then they made sure to take me home in the morning. That was the first time I had ever let myself go lik
Camila "You've been staring at your phone since we sat down, is there something wrong?" Elijah asks picking up the glass of lemonade. "Sorry, I'm expecting a very important message, but I guess I have to be a little bit more patient"I say locking my phone and putting it inside my bag. Elijah leaned back into his chair and looked me over, I leaned back and matched his gaze. He convinced me to go to lunch with him, I refused to go right after breakfast was over but he persuaded me and so did Emilio, it was something in the way he started to care and wanted to spend time with me these days. "I'm sure it will come up soon, in the mean time, you never finished telling me about yourself"he says m
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