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Camille's POV
I waited as Gavriel ran his eyes down my body, mostly ogling my tits. I had known they were his weaknesses.
"Of course I do, get over here,"
Grinning, I made my way over to him and in flash found myself bent over the desk. Jordan had called asking for his money as usual.
His money. I wish I could break that bastard's head. I owed him nothing. But if I didn't play my cards right, I would end up with public disgrace and that would break Dad's heart terribly. I hadn't caused any scandals recently and I would love to keep it that way.
Technically though, this was his fault. If he hadn't seized my pocket money, I would have been able to pay Jordan his stupid meager amount and breathe easy. As long as he got enough cash to gamble with and buy his stupid drugs, he would be fine.
Could
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