Camille's POV
Well, that was hurtful. A little bit too painful especially when it came from a man whom I had seen as a father for about a year.
I hadn't meant for Mr Martins to hear. I'd just wanted to scare Chad so he could be against the marriage as well. Our parents couldn't possibly force two unwilling parties to get married, could they?
"Mr. Martins, I'm so-"
"Save it, Camille," he interrupted, his voice cold and cutting. "I may be bedridden, but my ears still work just fine. I never would have imagined you could be so callous and disrespectful. When I heard Caldwell's daughter was a brat, I didn't know how true that was. And you have shown me."
Well, shit.
I hadn't expected it all to bounce back on my father.
My cheeks burned with shame as I struggled to find the right words to apologize.
Gavriel's POV“You were eavesdropping?”I frowned at the device I held in my hands, and glanced down at the boner in my sweatpants and the novel I had been reading to get settled for bed.Damn, it would seem our rendezvous had been brought to an end.What if this Chad tried to blackmail her some shit?I tried to replay our conversation in my head. Had she mentioned my name? Was there anything that could implicate her?Fuck. I had to go over there to help her if there was one.“Camille?” I called the phone.“Hi, I'll call you later,” she replied, not sounding particularly afraid, and ended the call.Did that mean she was okay?I sent a text to her telling her to tell me imm
Camille's POV“I-I wasn't eavesdropping,” Chad stuttered, holding his hands up in defense. “I didn't mean to. I hadn't… I didn't know you came to the U-U until I heard your voice on the call.”“Then why didn't you say something then?!” I yelled accusingly, glaring at him.“Oh, I don't know. Maybe because I was afraid you'd be like this?”I almost gave myself a whiplash from rearing my head up in shock. My eyes rounded and for a minute I was speechless.“Camille?” Gav called through the phone.”Hi, I'll call you later,” I told him and ended the call before facing Chad. “Did you just get all sassy with me?”He blushed, all bright red under the light.“Sure n
Camille's POV“It's probably just work,” I mumbled, ending the call. “See, I'm doing well at work. Stop trying to marry me off. I'm young.”“Right, you are,” Dad sighed and stepped out of the car. “You’re making dinner,”“What why?” I groaned, rapidly texting Gavriel that I was fine before following suit.“Because it was all your fault that the Martins did not invite us to eat with them. It's either that or your old man starves.” He replied and walked away.“Humans can survive two weeks without food. You'll be fine.” I called after him.I was kidding. I made us some pasta for dinner and tried to appease him with the sauce but I got criticized instead. But overall, the night ended in success.
Camille's POV"I'm surprised you can remember what he smells like," I murmured, keeping a straight face. "Last I checked, he hasn't visited your country in twenty years. Must be a desert down there."The only way to deal with a bitch, was to be one. And frankly, I had lots of experience. I did not need to look at Victoria to know she was surprised. I heard her gasp loud and clear."My, you're quite the brash one aren't you?"I ignored her and kept my focus on Gavriel who spoke on stage. I tried to hide the anger and well fear of what was happening. I had just indirectly admitted to her that I did have a sexual relationship with Gavriel.What if she revealed that to everyone? To anyone?"I'm talking to you, girl,"I pretended not to hear her. I had to find a way ou
Camille's POV“Are you sure you do not want to come home with me?” Gav asked when the sedan swerved beside a fiber not so far from Megan's.I had texted her to meet me at the diner when we left the conference. Frankly I wanted to talk. I had a lot to let out and while Gavriel could be a good listener, he was more of a fixer.Whenever I ranted about an issue, he simply tried to fix it immediately. Hell I had just told him about his ex wife threatening me and what had he promised to do?Fix it, of course.“No Gav, besides I'll have to go home anyway.” I told him, placing a kiss on his jaw before pulling away. “I'll see you, Monday?”A stricken look crossed his face but it disappeared so quickly, I almost thought I had imagined it.&
Camille's POV"You are?" He asked, chuckling. "I knew you couldn't resist,"I laughed along, hailing a cab. "Yeah well, I'm on my way. See you soon.""Soon,” Gavriel repeated gruffly and ended the call.I had to come up with an excuse for my Dad. I couldn't tell him I had more work. I didn't want him building resentment that Gavriel was 'overworking' me. I giggled at the thought. Oh, I was working alright. But half the time, the extra hours and trips were me trying to work Gavriel's cock in my pussy.I could not tell Dad that.I dialed his number, running through the available excuses I had in my head. "Hey princess," Dad said in a very excited tone."Oooh, someone is in a good mood,""You could tell?" He laughed.
Camille's POV“We hit a roadblock last week, but it's going pretty well now, “ Dad spoke from the phone animatedly.I was on a video call with him. He had flown to Geneva this morning to smoothen out a few things with the convention organizers. It had been two weeks since his gamepad got approved and he was pretty excited about it. I made a mental note to ask Gav if we could go to the convention to support Dad. He would never expect it. I hadn't attended any of his conventions because I thought they were too nerdy.But now that I thought about it, I would be taking over the company and I ought to have an idea at least of what exactly went on at events like this.“Well done, Dad,” I cheered. I had arrived from work not quite long ago and I was exhausted. I had been on my feet for a good pa
Gavriel's POVI raised my hand to pound on the door one more time.“Sir,” one of Caldwell's security guards approached, a wary look on his face. He had let my car in through the gate because he knew me and because I had threatened to run it down when he said he wanted to ask Camille if she could let me in.“Is everything okay?”“Yes, it is,” I tried to keep my voice even. What the hell was that bloke doing with my woman?And it didn't help that Caldwell wasn't home dammit. I thought she hated his guts. Or at least disliked him enough.The door opened then and Camille opened the door with a timid smile on her face.“Hi Gav,”I arched my brow, “Where is he?”