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
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"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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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