Camille's POV
"On your knees," Gav gestured to the bed, a shadow over his face.
Oh hell yes. If I had known all it would take to get him to touch me was going to the strip club, I would have done that days ago. I could hear his ragged breathing and I wet my lips wanting more.
I had barely dropped on the bed, when I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling. I clenched in anticipation. My panties were getting soaked by the minute and I was sure I would lose my mind.
"Do you know why you're being punished?" He growled, pushing my skirt up to expose my panties.
"No," I mumbled, pushing my ass farther into his hands, sighing as he caressed me. He gripped a handful of my ass cheeks and let out a groan before smacking me hard.
"Think again!"
The leather belt hit my supple as
Camille's POV"What are you doing?" I whispered, staring up at Gavriel in disbelief.He remained quiet, his face contorted as he withdrew slightly then rolled his hips, burying his cock to the hilt."OH FUCK!" I cried, my eyes rolled in my head. So big. So fucking huge. He filled me up entirely, the walls wrapped snugly around him.Gavriel remained still, our heavy breathing loud in the room."Language, Camille!" Dad yelled from behind the door and turned the handle.My breath ceased and only returned when the door didn't budge. Gav must have locked it because I could not remember locking it. "What are you doing?""Nothing!" I squealed when Gavriel began to move. He would withdraw his cock completely from my twitching cunt, watch the way
Gavriel's POVHeaven. Sweet warm heaven.My eyes snapped close and my jaw slacked as I struggled to remain in control. Her mouth was fucking warm and willing, it was hard not to buck my hips and shoot my load into that greedy throat of hers."Camille, oh hell," She felt so good. "More, take me deeper, love,"She hummed and my hips jerked in reflex as the vibrations from that naughty sound traveled up my cock.Her hair, gold and exquisite as always, fell across her face as she sunk her mouth farther, covering more inches of my shaft. The soft strands tickled my balls.I hissed, gathering the strands over her head. I didn't want this to be over too soon. Not yet. Who knew when I would have her like this, again? I had been gone for a while. Caldwell ought to have figured out why his daughter was makin
Camille's POVWarm water cascaded for the shower down my skin. I tilted my head to the side, trying to ease the tension in my neck. About thirty minutes ago, I had just had the best sex of my life.Of course, I was sore all over. It had taken a lot of effort to scoot my ass off the bed and step into the bathroom.I scrubbed at my skin, a silly smile playing on my lips. My sore pussy currently clamped tightly around a vibrator. Gavriel could play hard to get all he wanted, but we both knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.After a long shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and had half my body in a dress when a knock came in.Gavriel? Did he come back for me-"Young miss?" The voice of our maid reached my ears dashing my hopes to bits."What is it, Maria?"&
Gavriel's POVDamn Jonathan.He had been grating on my nerves since I'd seen him that night. I schooled my face into a blank slate. The man had a blabber mouth. He liked to talk. I doubt he would notice anything as long as I engaged him in a conversation."Oh you're here Gavriel,""I am," I said, walking towards him briskly so Camille could have a minute to adjust her dress. "Is that a new shirt?"That had to be the dumbest way to start a conversation.Thankfully, Jonathan liked to talk about himself and it worked."You noticed! I got it from one of your fashion companies," he grinned.That was a lie. I would know the products from my companies if I was blindfolded. I held my tongue though, pretending to be interested in how his wife had p
Camille's POV"Oh fuuuuck, you're splitting me apart!" I mewled.His cock parted my swollen pussy lips and pushed, cramming its way into my tight cunt."You can still take me baby," Gav encouraged, pushing my hips down, forcing me to take more of him. "Look at that, your juices running down my shaft. Make him a slippery baby. You can take him.""Yessss," I hissed, raising my hips and then impaling myself on his huge dick "Yes!"He let out a tortured groan, drew my mouth in for a kiss before whispering."Move Camille. Fuck that cock. Grind on it baby."I gasped as I raised my hips feeling his cock slide out of my pussy hot and wet then grunted when I dropped my hips.He filled me up in each slow thrust, those throbbing veins grating against the walls of
Camille's POVThe partners walked out two solid hours afterwards. If I hadn't studied business, I would have wondered what on earth they were discussing that took so long."Good bye Miss Caldwell," The men had teasing grins on their faces as they walked past me. I ignored them, tapping rapidly on my keyboard. I had a lot of emails to respond to and Gavriel had to sign a few documents before I sent them to the Human Resource Department.I waited until the elevator closed behind them, room a deep breath, counted to five before rising from my seat. Gavriel walked out of his office before I could reach the doors, a stern look on his face."Cancel all my meetings today,"I blinked, barely processing his words. Was that a new cologne? He smelled so good. He was also walking towards the eleva
Gavriel's POV"Why is your jet here?" Camille asked when Marcus swerved the car to a halt."Because we're going to Vegas," I replied and stepped out of the car. Walking round the vehicle, I pulled open the door and watched her step out, a look of awe on her face. "This evening? We're going to Vegas?""Yes. I promised to feed you, didn't I?" She was surprised. Good. I wanted to keep her that way."There are restaurants in California," she said, giving me a look of disbelief."You'll love this one," I said, holding out a hand.She slipped those dainty fingers in mine and for a minute I pictured them wrapped around my cock before mentally shaking myself.Food. I had to feed her.We got into the jet and
Camille's POV"Are you sure you don't want me to come along?" I pouted, watching Gavriel shrug on his suit jacket.My lips were swollen from his kisses. We had barely been able to keep our hands off each other. I didn't mind it one bit. I liked that he always wanted to touch me."I doubt I'd be able to think of anything else, if you're there," Gav chuckled, leaning down for another kiss. My shirt had thrown off while we were making out and so my tits were exposed. His large hands cupped them, kneading, seeking my nipples through the flimsy bra I had on. I reached into his hair, moaning as his tongue intruded every crevice of my mouth.He pulled away with a groan and stepped away. "See? I can't fucking think if you're near.""Aww," I cooed, standing up to fix
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