Camille's POV
I was up before four am.
My bedroom had a large window and I'd often drag a chair and sit there by the window sill, staring into nothing.
What was there to see in Silicon Valley aside from the ridiculously pretty buildings? Perhaps a lot more but I couldn't care less.
I had seen them all. With my father. And staying at the sight made me lonelier by the minute.
My phone pinged with a text. It was on the bed and it felt yards away. It was probably just a notification from an app or something. Another ping had me moving with a groan.
Who was it? It was barely four in the morning and it better not be Harley grinding on my neck, whining about all the tasks I had ahead of myself. I had spent a week as CEO of Caldwell Industries and frankly, I had my work cut out for me.
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Camille's POVThere was silence when Harley walked out of the seminar room. I held my breath until I heard the door close before sighing in relief."So, what was this meeting about?" I asked, taking a seat at the head of the desk. I didn't know half of the men before me. There had to be about forty of them. Forty stakeholders among the hundred and forty. This was not a regular meeting.The men cleared their throats and then one of them whom I remembered from the first meeting I had with the stakeholders spoke.I needed to learn their names."Mrs Mathers was right, you are a spoiled child,"Well, that wasn't what I wanted to hear."Why would you assume that?" I asked, trying to pretend I wasn't hurt by his words."You ca
Gavriel's POV"Good morning, Mr Donovan!"I considered turning around, stepping back on the elevator, and never coming back to work. Anything to avoid the annoying pitchy voice that just filled my ears."I hope you had a lovely night,"I dragged a hand down my face, glaring at my new assistant. "Henry, what did I say about your voice?""It's Harry, sir," He said in a lower tone, thankfully. "And you told me you didn't want to hear my voice unless I was doing my job.""Good, keep that in mind or you won't last longer than those before you," I grumbled, marching past him into my office.The large desk had never looked more gloomier. I was a practical man. Workplaces weren't supposed to be fun, they were supposed to be functional and stuff like that. &n
Camille's POV"The meeting is slated for ten am tomorrow," Corduroy informed me. "All stakeholders have been informed."I nodded, massaging my forehead. "Thank you,"Now what?I had called a meeting. What next dammit? Where was Robert when I needed him?My shoulders slumped, and while I wanted to drop my head on the table, I would not appear like I didn't know what I was doing before my employees.But I also had to figure out how to make all the stakeholders stay with me. At least the ones that hadn't left yet.And how would I do that? I hadn't known we had stock issues because Harley didn't bother informing me about them. The crazy witch had kept me as a figurehead while she bossed around the company.I wasn't mad that she was helping the company. What I was mad abo
Camille's POV"Why are you here?" I grumbled, walking past her to take my seat. Because of the large number of stakeholders, the boardroom was built differently.It was more like a hall with a platform. As CEO, I sat on the platform with a few chairs flunking my side and a table before me while facing several tens of chairs before me where the investors sat.Harley walked behind me, dropped on a chair beside me, looking rather pleased for someone whom I had fired."Helping the company out," She shrugged."You were fired,"She laughed. "I didn't get the documents cementing that, so I'd say I still pretty much remain COO. Besides, if you're going to win them over, you need me. Who do you think convinced them all to come?"I glanced at the unsmiling faces of the investors. Even Gavr
Gavriel's POVProbation?Hell no. What the hell had she been thinking? Offering a knife to a pack of men who wanted her gone was like placing a knife in the hand of a murderer.They were bound to stab her anyway.I watched the men around cheer in approval. Damn! When Caldwell had wanted to hire a COO because he wanted to move back to New York fully and be with Camille, I had told him it wasn't a great idea. Mostly because I had thought he would be at the mercy of his employees that way. He would only know whatever they deemed fit to tell him.And James was too damned trusting.Yeah, a snarky voice in my head said. That's exactly why you were able to take his daughter right under his-"No," I snapped at myself, trying to put a rein on my thoughts. None of that ma
Camille's POVI watched Gavriel walk out and heaved a sigh of relief when the elevator moved up to the top floor. If he had stayed a minute longer, I could have given in to the crazy urge to touch his face.He had shaved this morning. I could smell the aftershave when he pinned me against the wall and I'd been hooked.It was shameful being turned on by the man suspected to have killed your father. But how could I help it? Gav was the only man who made my insides melt and quiver at the same time.When he'd grabbed my jaw, all I could think about was dropping on my knees, prying at his zipper until...The elevator doors opened.I pressed my thighs together as I wobbled to my office, trying to ease the ache that grew between them. I hadn't seen Gav in a while. I hadn't been touched, kissed, pinned down
Camille's POVThe cookout had to be one of the most amazing ideas I ever had. I hosted all the employees in a rather gigantic hall that weekend. Each department picked a recipe out of one of my father's recipe books and we had a cooking competition.It was fun. I got the chance to blend in with them. And there was nothing better than food to join people together.I got the respect I wanted. At least the guards did not sneer at me every time I drove in. I added a suggestion box as well to the mix so I could get all their various suggestions on what they thought would make their departments better.Some suggestions were terrible but most were pretty reasonable.Not everyone was happy with the changes though. Harley had not exactly been on board, no surprise there. She hung around criticizing every move.
Camille's POVI sat in my office, sobbing in my seat. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I didn't bother fighting or hiding them. I deserved to cry dammit. No one worked harder than I did in the past four weeks.I had to juggle my duties as CEO and still work in all the departments as any other worker would. I stressed so hard every night to brainstorm new ways to make working better for everyone."I did everything I could," I sobbed, placing my head on the desk, feeling exhausted. "What do they want from me, Dad? I did everything. I am so tired. I am so tired Dad."The door handle to my office turned but it didn't budge open. I had locked it because I wasn't sure I could face anyone at the moment.And I was feeling low. I needed a good cry. I would figure out what to do later, but now, all I wanted was a hug from my dad.
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