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?”
Camille's POV“Sure thing Caldwell,”I stirred at the sound of that voice. And those words. What was going on?“No, everything is fine now,” Gavriel said. “Camille is fine.”My eyes flew open then. The room was dimly lit. The clock on my beside read 4:03 in the morning. I tried to move but I was spooned in by Gavriel. His chest was hot and pressed flat against my back. I could feel his heat on my skin despite the robe I had on.Wait a minute. I did but remember changing into a robe. Or climbing the stairs. I must have fallen asleep downstairs while playing games with Megan and Chad.Aww, that meant Gav had carried me up to my room. I reached up to stroke his neck when he spoke again.“I'll tell her to call you when she wakes. Yes.
Camille's POV“Sleeping beauty's finally awake,” Chad taunted me when I descended the stairs.“Careful with the stairs, Aurora,” Megan joined him in his taunt. They laughed, shared a high five and I frowned.“Since when did you two get all chummy with each other?”“Since you slept off on us while playing charades,” Megan said, giving me a pointed look. “You snored like a horse before Mr Donovan picked you up and took you to bed.”“You guys were still awake then?” I had been crazy exhausted. I wasn't surprised that I had fallen asleep. I glanced around the living room.There was no sign of Gavriel either.“He left,” I looked up at Megan to see the knowing look on her face. “But not without
Gavriel's POVI stared at Camille in disbelief."I'm sorry," She said very quickly, rising on her feet. I watched her walk round the desk towards me, her doe eyes pleading. "I thought it could be fun. I miss clubbing Gav,""What's there to miss?" I snapped, feeling angry that she would suggest canceling dinner so she could go with some people from nowhere- "Wait a fucking minute. Are you going with Norman? That kid?""He's not a kid," She defended."Exactly. I'll bet it's all a fucking excuse to get you to himself." I growled.The jackass had gone as far as starting a fan club in Camille's name. I knew he wanted her. Damn him.Fuck I didn't need this. Just how many men would I have to fend off to make sure she remained mine? I dragged a hand through my hair, t
Camille's POVThings had started well.I had texted Linda and Norman with the news that I really would be going clubbing with them. They sent the club address and Linda said everyone was going for a black theme so I had to wear a black dress.And I had been fine with that. Black dresses were my thing. I had a lot of them.When Dane dropped me off at home, I'd first spent a good thirty minutes in the bath. I didn't want any stress lines on my face or skin and with all the frowning at the computer screen that I had done today, I needed a nice warm bath.I texted Megan asking if she would like to come along but she refused saying something about having a deadline to meet.When I finally shoved on my dress, I knew there was no way Gav would say yes to it.It was a b
Gavriel's POVI pinned the piece of shit against the wall, driving my fist into his stomach repeatedly. I had arrived to see his dirty hands on Camille. On my woman.I always knew he was up to no good. I hadn't expected that he would have a death wish as well. The sight of Camille struggling to get out of his hands while he groped at her breasts was burned in my memory."How dare you!" I snarled."Hey man, calm down! Calm down!" Someone yelled, trying to pull Norman from my grip.I tightened my hold on him, ready to pummel the screaming fool to tiny bits when Camille wrapped her arms around me, sobbing against my back as the sound tore at my chest. I dropped Norman to the ground and turned to her, pulling her to my chest."Hey, it's okay. It's okay," I whispered, stroking her hair lightly. People still d
Camille's POV"Will you be okay?"Uncle Robert stood before the cabin door, staring at me with pity in his eyes.It was the same look most people had on their faces when they attended Dad's burial earlier today. I could imagine what they all thought in their heads.The poor kid just lost her father. She's an orphan now. Others attended with a rather snobbish look on their face. Robert had told me who they were.My father's business associates. They were investors in Dad's company. And I could imagine what went on in their heads.To them, I was the new head of the company. And I didn't exactly have experience or a good reputation to run a company. I was the wild puny daughter, who only knew how to spend my father's money and had no clue how hard he worked for it."I'll be fine," I mumbled
Camille's POV"Hello, is my father in?"I looked up to see a young man standing before the desk. His gray eyes watched me warily, slowly scrutinizing my face. He looked somewhat familiar, yet I was sure I had never seen him before. I hadn't realized how long I sat there staring at him until he cleared his throat awkwardly."Oh, excuse me," I replied, rising on my feet. I blushed when his eyes fell on my heaving chest. I had worn a very low-cut top, and so my boobs strained against the fabric. "How can I help you?"He gaped at me for a minute before blinking and clearing his throat several times. "I... I'm here to see my father. Mr Donovan."My eyes widened when I finally processed what he had just said.Was he Nolan Donovan? Gav's son?Holy smokes!"N
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