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
Camille's POV"Hi Camille," Gavriel's son tossed me a smile. He looked so relaxed as if it was natural that he was supposed to be in my house."Donovan's son, can you believe it?" Dad cheered. "The last time I saw him, he was so small and skinny. Now he's just as tall as his father!"A part of me wanted to ask why he never told me Gav had a son right from the beginning.Or a wife, too.I gave them both a stiff smile and was ready to walk away when Nolan spoke up."It was nice meeting you today, Camille,"He had moved away from my Dad and walked towards me. He smelled of chicken and potatoes. His gray eyes watched me warily, and I felt bad for him.He probably didn't have anyone else to visit in New York aside from Dad. Gav must
Gavriel's POVIt exploded. A power plant at one of my labs had exploded.It had never happened. I have run my company for almost twenty years. I went to great lengths to make sure no hazards occurred. None.And yet this morning, I had gotten calls informing me that a power plant in my lab leaked, exploded, and had a worker badly battered and bruised."Gav?"Camille's voice breached through the noise in my head. She stood beside me now, her eyes watching me fearfully. "What's wrong? What happened?"Her scent, sweet and soothing, filled my nose. I pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her waist and burying my face in her heaving bosom. I groaned when her fingers reached into my hair, hesitan