Camille's POV
I pushed my shirt down in a rush, struggling to catch my breath and ignore my pussy throbbing. Gav grabbed a magazine off Dad's desk, hiding his boner while Dad yanked his headphones off, turning to face him.
"What do you say? The pad works pretty sweet yeah? There are a couple of snags here and there, but if all goes well then by the end of the year, there'll be a holographic gamepad in the hands of every gamer- "Oh Camille, you're here, didn't hear you come in."
I gave my dad a sheepish smile, wishing he could have played for longer. The feel of that thick, long shaft, grinding against my poor hungry cunt, I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted more. I wanted all that length buried in my pussy, pounding it to mush.
"Sounds good," Gav replied, clearing his throat when his voice came out way too hoarse and sexy.
Camille's POVGavriel looked like he had swallowed a bug. He had a blank face on but I saw his right eye twitch."It's not important," He replied gruffly.I took a step closer, surprised that I hadn't known a thing about his birthday coming up and the air of nonchalance that surrounded him."I didn't know your birthday was coming up,"Gav shrugged. "It's not important.""What do you mean it's not important, it's your birthday!" I scoffed, walking towards him then halted when my Dad spoke. I had almost forgotten he was in the room."Ah, classic Donovan. He has always been like that Camille. I'll bet his plans include a nice bottle of whiskey and nothing more.""There's nothing wrong with that," Gav grumbled, tossing my dad a scathing look. "As lo
Gavriel's POVA TikTok account?Camille looked up at me with those naive blue eyes, nodding her head. "Yes. It'll be perfect -""It's an app for skits and dances and shit," I said. "How is it perfect?"She gave me a sour look. "Will you at least let me explain? If you keep cutting me off, then we won't exactly get anywhere,""The problem is unacceptance of our new fabrics, and you're suggesting some juvenile app? Camille, I am trying to see the point,""Gav-" I gave her a steely look, and she cleared her throat, correcting herself. "Mr Donovan, I think it is unfair that you're already concluding when you haven't heard my idea yet."She wasn't wrong.Perhaps I was just a bit disappointed. The eighteen percent unacceptance didn't bother me much, but of course
Camille's POV"Gav?"I hadn't meant to whisper. I was rather exhausted. I doubted I had ever cum so hard. I may have purposely thought about all those naughty things just so he would touch me.Cheeky? Yeah, I knew that.Now I sat on his desk, staring at him beneath my lids. He seemed engrossed with his phone."I have to take this call," He said gruffly and I nodded.Gav walked out of the office then and I frowned. What was that about? The call must be private if he had to walk out to receive the call.Or, my mind quipped, he probably just doesn't want to disturb me with his calls and all. The man could be a brute when he wanted to. But he could also be overbearingly protective. I had learned that much over the past months anyway.
Gavriel's POV"What's next on my schedule?"I tugged at my tie once I slid into the backseat of my car. I was exhausted. Considering it was just a few minutes past twelve, I had a really long day ahead.I turned to Camille to see her tapping rapidly on her phone. Her golden hair was tied up in a bun, and while it made her look elegant, I preferred to see them spilling over her shoulders.I would also prefer that her little black dress would disappear, but that was a bit too much to ask.She bit her lip, frowning, and I realized then she hadn't heard my question."Camille?"Big blue eyes blinked up at me in confusion."What's next on my schedule?""Oh yeah, right," she muttered, swiping at her phone's screen before whipping out
Camille's POVAh, crap. I should have known he would notice. I could not have him finding out about this.Not yet at least."Gav, you're overreacting-""I'd rather I overreact," he growled behind me, his huge presence lurking above me. I should be intimidated. Anyone else would probably be. But I wasn't. I knew he wouldn't hurt me and besides, I could feel the heat radiating off him and it was sexy as hell."The last time I didn't overreact, you got kidnapped," He continued.Ah right, that was why he was doing this. He was worried. I shifted under his hold but he held on tighter."Gav?""Speak Camille,""Can I at least face you when I do? It's not like I'm going to run away," I chuckled.
Gavriel's POV"What the hell are you wearing?"I stared at the sexy apparition before me, stunned as hell. I had to be dreaming. There was no way Camille was standing by her desk, with absolutely next to nothing on."Relax Gav," She purred in that soft tone that always had my cock spurring to life.It wasn't even the fact that she was almost naked that had me rock hard. It was the outfit. The tiny piece of clothing she had on. So fucking tiny it left nothing to the imagination and that was a huge fucking problem because now all I could do was imagine."Relax?" I fumed, storming over to her.We had tons of things to do today. She knew I could barely keep my hands off her, why the hell was she wearing that?It was a pink thong and a matching bra. Her tits looked
Gavriel's POVI lapped at her pussy, making her moan and squirm with pleasure. She tasted delicious, every lick driving me wild and causing her to press her slick pussy against my face. My fingers slid into her wetness, two then three, thrusting deep inside her, stretching her, preparing her for me.She moaned louder, her eyes rolling back as I replaced my fingers with my throbbing cock in one swift movement.“Oh!” She gasped. “OH FUCK!”Her screams echoed through the room. I savored every moment, watching her throw her head back, jaw slacked in pleasure as I took her roughly, my hips slapping against her wet pussy."Oh fuck, yes, Gavriel. Fuck me harder, Daddy," she begged, her tone breathy and desperate for more. Her body arched, begging for more as I slammed into her.“Good girl. You'll take it
Camille's POVThe look on Gavriel's face was worth it. His eyes were wide in what looked more like horror and for a minute while everyone laughed, he just stood still, frozen, trying to process what was going on."Surprise?" I drawled, strutting towards him happily. I had never managed to surprise him and with the wide-eyed look on his face, I had scored big time."What is this?" He murmured when he finally recovered from the shock."Happy birthday man!" My father cheered, clapping him hard on the back."Caldwell?" Gav called looking confused then slid those hazel eyes back at me. "What's going on Camille?""Really?" I scoffed, flailing my arms in excitement. "You still haven't figured it out yet? I threw you a birthday party, Gav! I understand it can be a bit overwhelming. It was when I star
Gavriel's POV"Oof!" I grunted when Camille threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and sobbing into my chest.Her tears made me feel like an asshole. I heard her. All while I was stuck in the damned coma, I heard her talk to me. Her voice was mostly muted and I could barely hear the words properly. But I heard enough snippets that made me ache desperately to see her again."Miss, give us a minute and you can hog him to yourself later," The doctor examining me said with a chuckle, trying to pry Camille off.She refused to let go and I grinned. I feared I would never see her again. That somehow I would lose her. With my free hand, I brushed her hair, murmuring in her ears."I'm sorry darling. I should have woken sooner,""No, no," She sniffed, looking up at me with red-rimm
Camille's POV"Miss Caldwell, what would you say about the current health situation of Mr Donovan?"Oh great, the press was here. I hadn't noticed them gathering in clusters until I was out of the car. I had gone out to get something to eat. It was noon and I hadn't eaten since noon the previous day. I hadn't wanted to leave Gavriel's side. It wasn't until my eyes felt dizzy and I was certain I would pass out that I had tried to find a diner.Two burgers later and a diet coke in the parcel bag clutched tightly between my fingers, I was standing before some twenty reporters waving their microphones and cameras at me.I had almost forgotten they existed. "What are your remarks on the scandal?""Did you know Gavriel Donovan had a twin brother?"My eyes widened on the
Third POVVictoria Harrington was done.Done with holding back. Done with keeping up with the mess in her head. She was a dripping mess. It had taken a few trial and error to escape the policemen. They could be incredibly dumb when it came to handling a woman who wanted to pee.Sure she ended up shooting a policeman in the leg and got slammed against the van that was supposed to transport her, but it was just a mere sacrifice she had to make.Right before her was the bane of her existence. Two of them. Gavriel, her ex-husband, and his young stupid lover. Anger surged through Victoria and she gripped the gun tighter, pointing it right at Camille."Victoria," Gavriel's deep voice filled the quiet wardroom. "Put down the gun,"If Nolan hadn't come to pick her up while she escaped the police van, she probably
Camille's POV"Are you sure you will be fine on your own?"The woman who helped me the night before was Faye. She had heard my screams while she was in her home and had looked out the window to see what was going on. She hadn't wasted time rushing out of the house and driving down the road like she was some passerby.I would always be grateful to her. She didn't just drop me off at the police station and be on her merry way. She dropped a witness statement that I had been kidnapped and a team of police was sent to retrieve Nolan while I gave my report and the recordings of what had happened with Gavriel.We stayed overnight at the station. The team sent after Nolan returned empty-handed stating that the building had been abandoned. Of course, he ran away. Faye had stayed with me today until the evening. She had been a darling. 
Gavriel's POVThe first time I felt hunger in the true sense of it, was when I was sixteen. It had been two days after my birthday and I had escaped one of the foster homes the government had tossed me in. I spent the night in an alley. Found a spot behind a pillar to rest and woke the next morning to some barman chasing me away with a stick.That morning, my stomach felt empty. It growled and grumbled but I couldn't get anything to eat. Not in the trash cans and certainly not from the kindness of strangers. By noon, my mouth was dry, my insides were hot. The next day, my arms and legs were useless, my tongue was stuck to the roof of my tongue. I had a maddening headache and everything started to look tasty.That was hunger. Sixteen-year-old me would not have survived if Old Robert hadn't found me.
Third POVGerard Donovan drove his car over the uneven road and let out a series of curses as his car dipped into a pothole and then crossed over a tree root. He would never for the life of him understand why Victoria had picked the warehouse hidden in the woods when one of Gavriel's safe houses would have worked just fine.His brother had to have safe houses right? Didn't rich people with so much money invest in that type of shit? Gerard wouldn't know seeing that his entire adulthood had been ripped away from him.By his parents. By his brother. And by the two policemen who stuffed him in their car at the age of fifteen and carted him off to jail. His life had changed after that.While in prison, he had heard news about his brother. Gavriel considered himself too holy to visit him and so for thirty years, Gerard watched his brother grow on TV in the
Camille's POVWhen I regained consciousness, my head felt so heavy. There was a loud pounding sound that filled my entire head and had me groaning in pain. Opening my eyes burned. It felt as though someone had taped them shut and rippling the eyelids apart was pure hell.When I managed to open them, I breathed heavily. Everything was a blur due to the tears that had gathered from the pain. I blinked them away rapidly, trying to focus.There was a ceiling. White ceilings that connected to green walls and then some rustic brown rug. It wasn't my taste, but it wasn't bad to look at. I rubbed my forehead, trying to ease the headache that threatened to pound my brain to mush. Where was I?What happened? The last thing I remembered was... Shit!Nolan had hit me! The bastard rammed my car lik
Camille's POVI clasped a hand over my mouth.Gavriel had a brother? I had never... I would never have thought that was possible until now. Until I saw Gerard. He never told me.I don't think Dad knew about it. Dad never mentioned Gav had a brother, but at least he knew about Victoria's existence."That's a bit cold coming from his twin brother," Victoria chuckled as if she just told a funny joke.Gerard snorted.Twin brothers. Now it made a bit more sense.At first glance, Gerard and Gavriel look exactly alike. Anyone could confuse the two of them. But I knew everything about Gavriel like the palm of my hand. That had to be why Gerard kept me shut out by the security.He didn't want me to discover this.He drove past the company,
Camille's POVHe cocked his head to the side, his eyes grazing my entire frame, from my clothes to the makeup on my face. There was no heat behind his gaze. There used to be so much behind his gaze. Was it so simple for him to turn it off and on?"I would ask how you got past security, but that would be redundant no?"I gave an airy laugh and dropped on the seat before him. "I had to. You wouldn't see me."He shrugged then resumed scanning through the document on his desk. "I believe I have made myself clear. Are you always this clingy and clueless?"The insults stung. At least now I knew how he felt when I insulted and accused him of murdering Dad."I am. You used to love it,"He scoffed. "Of course. Well I don't love it now, Miss Caldwell. And I am trying to work. See yourself out, will