Camille's POV
"So that would mean you have the conference by nine and a meeting with that tech company by twelve -"
"It's your dad's company, Camille," Gav interrupted, an amused look on his face. "Why are you calling it a tech company?"
"Because it is?" I shrugged, waving my tablet in the air. I stood before him in his office, reading off his schedule. We had quite a busy day ahead of us, but it would seem Gav wasn't in the mood to work. "The more time you spend interrupting me, the more we lose. You have the conference in thirty minutes."
Gav frowned. "Why are you so worked up?" He chuckled. "I'm not the key speaker, I'm only going there as a courtesy. If I get there a minute to the end of the program, you won't hear anyone complaining,"
I scoffed, shaking my head at him. "And my dad calls me arrogant?"
"I'm not arrogant, baby," he
Gavriel's POV"Yes I am, you stay where you are." I bellowed.I was not okay. The little minx kneeling before me drove me so fucking mad it was hard not to lose my damned mind.She lapped at my cock head like it was vanilla ice cream, ran her tongue down the throbbing shaft and took one of my balls in her mouth.I gripped the desk hard, feeling like I had died and gone to heaven."I... You don't look so good sir-""What do you want?" I tried to keep calm.Key word tried. Camille had my balls in her hands, massaging them and then she did that thing she always did that made me feel like I was going to have a seizure. She licked the thin skin between them.My heart fucking stopped, My cock lurched, more precum streaming down shamelessly. And
Gavriel's POV"Yes,"So pliant. So damned pliant. I stood behind Camille, gripped her hips for support and then sunk my cock right in that pussy.I groaned, closing my eyes as I got sheathed in her warmth. She was tighter with all the beads crammed up her ass. The rest of the beads dangled, bouncing off her butt lightly when I began thrusting. Camille's screams of pleasure filled the room. Her walls convulsed around my cock, threatening to milk every single last drop. My grip on her waist tightened. As I thrusted harder, against her tight walls."Oh baby," I rasped, the sound of skin slapping against skin repeatedly filled the room. "Fuck that's good. You feel so good,""You do too, Daddy," She sobbed with pleasure, moving her hips in rhythm with mine.I tried to t
Camille's POV"Come on,Dad, it's just three days," I groaned into my phone."Three weekend days," Dad mumbled. He had been stalling all week since I told him I was taking a trip with Gavriel. I had to make up some silly lie about work, but I think he bought it."Can't he go with someone else?"I rolled my eyes, taking a bite out of the chocolate doughnut I had picked up on the way. I had no idea where this cabin we were going to was. And I was in the mood for glazed doughnuts, so I had Dane stop by a coffee shop."Dad, the whole point of sending me to work for Gavriel and not for you was because you wanted me to learn responsibility. Are you suggesting I ditch my boss?"Ditch an opportunity to be cuddled up for three days in Gavriel's arms?No freaking way. I had prepped
Camille's POV"Gavriel," I whispered, taking in the sight before me.A dungeon. A sex dungeon.The room was lit up with red light, casting an erotic glow around it. There was a sturdy box-like platform in the middle of the room. Thick sturdy ropes and straps hung from hooks in the ceiling. Lube and oils hung on floating shelves nearby. On one side of the wall were the kinkiest toys I had ever seen. Dildos, whips, vibrators, beads-"Is that a-" I gaped at the dildo sticking out in the middle of a chair and looked back at Gavriel.His eyes were narrowed, searching my face, watching my every move."This was why you were being all nervous?" I mumbled, cocking my head to the side."Maybe," he grumbled. "I have never brought anyone here."
Gavriel's POVCamille placed her hand on the fingerprint reader, her eyes wide as they stared up at me.She was excited. I could tell from her harsh breaths and the soft sounds she made from time to time. I loved those sounds. I wanted to hear more, just how many more I could draw from those lips. The door whirred open and I led her in. My pet had a robe on. I had draped it on her after our shower together. It had taken every single strength in me not to give in to the urge to take her during the shower.I wanted her here, in this room. I wanted to break restraints and push her limits just a bit farther. She stopped, her eyes staring up at me. Good girl. She knew who was in charge here.I cupped her face, running my fingers over her cheeks, her chin, those beautiful lips. Her eyes fluttered close, warm breath spilled from h
Camille's POVMy body was on fire. Hunger curled deep in my belly, stroking, spreading like little flickers of fire all over my body."Please sir," I begged, staring up at Gav's hardened face. "I want your cock,"His grip on my hair tightened and he pushed his clothed cock against my face, running it across my face.I was wet as hell. My pussy clenched from the lack of his fingers. Three of them! He had stretched my poor pussy and I loved it so fucking much. I inhaled the scent of his cock, licking my lips in anticipation."You love my cock, don't you?" He said in a low tone, moving his hips so that he was rubbing his cock against my face in a rhythm."I do sir,""Cock loving slut, aren't you?" He growled. Precum stained his pants, and I licked at it.&nb
Camille's POVGav didn't say a word.He undid the straps, the ropes sliding off my wrists and ankles. My breasts rose and fell as I struggled to catch my breath. I watched him tuck his shaft back into his pants, unsure of what was happening.Was this another rule I had to follow? Was there a rule I had broken?I knelt there on the platform, shivering from being exposed and from the knot that had tightened in my lower belly, desperate to be unraveled.I needed to cum.The dildo in my pussy remained buried within my twitching walls."Y-You're leaving?" I murmured hoarsely. My eyes rounded when he turned on his hell to leave. "Gav, say something!"He turned, arching a brow.I flushed under his haug
Camille's POV"Stay still," Gav ordered, leaning down to squirt some lube over my thighs and ass. "Your lovely tits are getting all puckered,"The dildo in my pussy twitched when his finger smeared lube over my asshole."Does my little pet want her asshole defiled?" He rasped, pushing that finger in my ass.I held my breath, closing my eyes, feeling my ass get invaded until that sphincter popped.My breath ceased then came back in a rush. "Oh god,"More lube got squeezed into my ass. His finger moved until he was buried knuckle deep and frankly, that was way too deep in my opinion. And to think the dildo in his hand was way bigger than that finger."Mhmm," he hummed as more juices came streaming down my cunt to my asshole. "Does that feel good?"
Third POVThe city of New York had never felt such pomp or excitement in a long time. And that was such a profound statement because exciting things happened in New York all the time.However, there was nothing as exciting as seeing America's finest billionaire bachelor getting hitched. Gavriel Donovan had made waves in the fashion industry and even bigger waves in the media. From the scandal involving his ex-wife to his best friend's death, his exposed relationship with said best friend's daughter, and the kidnap incident he suffered some two months ago.For almost two years, the media never seemed to run out of things to discuss about Gavriel Donovan. And on that very day, before God, men and backbiters alike, Gavriel Donovan would be getting married to the love of his life.Camille Caldwell."This is bigger th
Camille's POV"Wake up, sleepy head,"I woke to murmuring in my ear, a lazy smile on my face."Good morning, baby girl," Came the deep guttural voice that teased my eyes. Hot kisses, trailed down my face, to my jaw, and then down my neck.I moaned lightly when he slid down the bed to brush his mouth against my exposed breasts."Good morning, Gavriel,"My eyes opened to see him staring up at me, his eyes bright and mischievous. The past few days had been bliss. Pure bliss."Well, look who is finally awake," He teased, holding my gaze while his tongue gave a slow hot lick over my nipples.I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks at the double entendre. We had barely gotten any sleep the night before. I didn't shy away from his gaze. Instea
Camille's POVI counted every second until Gavriel walked out of the asylum and slipped into the backseat with me. His eyes were rimmed red and fear gripped me.Had something happened with Nolan?Did he get into a fight and was killed?Crap, all I could think about were gory things. There had been so much death and blood in the past two weeks that I couldn't summon a simple positive thought.At first, I wasn't sure what to ask. And what to NOT ask. What did one say to a man who visited his son in a mental hospital? I wasn't sure. And frankly, I was horrid at this sort of thing.I stuck with calling his name and taking his hand in mine. He gave a wane smile, squeezed my hand, and returned his gaze to the window while Dane pulled out of the driveway.The d
Gavriel's POV"Okay," She whispered. "That's good. You should have seen him. He was very... distraught when he saw you dying."He was?That was relieving.After a hearty lunch with her, Chad and Megan went off to who knows where. Camille climbed into bed with me, her head on my chest, while her hands stroked my chest gently."You're thinking too deeply," I murmured when she sighed. "What is it?"Her blue eyes looked up at me, flickering with concern. "Do I have to go with you to see him?"Nolan. I smiled at her and pressed my lips to her forehead. "It's fine. You don't have to come with me.""Thank you,""Oh come on," I murmured. "I wasn't going to make you come with me either way.""Re
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.