Gavriel's POV
"What is it?" I demanded, trying to keep a level head.
Nolan hadn't exactly had a normal childhood. His mother had dropped him off like he was a hot potato when he was barely two years old. She had been having an affair with my boss and when I found out, she figured she didn't have to spare my feelings anymore and filed for a divorce.
She had done everything to avoid gaining custody of our son. An unnecessary move, because there was no way I would leave Nolan with her. She was crazy, controlling, and manipulative. I didn't want my son to end up like her or even worse.
"Well, we checked with Dr. Peterson first," The PI spoke, obviously taking his time in delivering whatever awful news he had coming. I tried not to lose my patience. "She says Nolan has been doing fine and he doesn't need the sessions anymore."
Camille's POVI counted to ten in my head before unclasping my bra. My breasts bounced free jiggling against my shirt and I giggled at the thought of the elevator sliding open. I could get caught.Besides I was fairly certain that Gav was steaming mad in there. Five seconds had gone by. And I was sure the proud man would not step out of his office. He would wait it out until I caved in.And yes I would cave in, dammit. I needed him. I didn't send him those saucy pictures only to mess with him. I considered taking off my panties and decided I wanted him to work a little.When I walked into his office, Gavriel looked every bit like the brooding dangerous man he was. He stood behind his desk, the glass walls behind him overlooked the city, and his eyes blazed as they watched me draw closer. His shirt was gone revealing his taut olive skin and the m
Camille's POV"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He gritted in a low voice, those eyes glaring daggers at Victoria.I heaved a sigh of relief and maybe I shouldn't feel so satisfied that he'd come to my rescue, but I did. An angry vein popped in his neck, as he glared down at the intruder.Her dark eyes remained steely for a while, then her face softened as of a few seconds ago, she wasn't about to maul me."Gavriel, hi," She said in a falsetto, tipping her head towards the basket she carried. "I thought I'd bring you something to eat. I made all of your favorite dishes. You work so hard and-""I told you to stay the fuck away from me," He spat, and I watched her wince, he must have squeezed her hand too tight.But I had to give it to her, Victoria did not budge. She simply held her head up
Camille's POV"Camille the least you can do is cheer up,""Cheer up?" I gave him a sullen look. The worst one I could pull. A pouty upper lip, with brows narrowed in anger and a glare. "You told me I only had to marry Chad if I failed at my job with Gavriel!"Dad laughed, that silly good natured sound as if my words were silly. It was things like this that had me going off in a rebellious streak when I was younger. He assumed he knew what I wanted, how I wanted, when and fucking where I wanted it.I was so done."I've been good at my job," I defended. There was no way Gavriel had told him otherwise. Hell, after getting the call from Dad this afternoon, I had begged Gavriel to call my Dad and tell him I had been good at my job. I did not want to marry Chad.I didn't have to beg Gavriel twice.
Camille's POVWell, that was hurtful. A little bit too painful especially when it came from a man whom I had seen as a father for about a year.I hadn't meant for Mr Martins to hear. I'd just wanted to scare Chad so he could be against the marriage as well. Our parents couldn't possibly force two unwilling parties to get married, could they?"Mr. Martins, I'm so-""Save it, Camille," he interrupted, his voice cold and cutting. "I may be bedridden, but my ears still work just fine. I never would have imagined you could be so callous and disrespectful. When I heard Caldwell's daughter was a brat, I didn't know how true that was. And you have shown me."Well, shit.I hadn't expected it all to bounce back on my father.My cheeks burned with shame as I struggled to find the right words to apologize.
Gavriel's POV“You were eavesdropping?”I frowned at the device I held in my hands, and glanced down at the boner in my sweatpants and the novel I had been reading to get settled for bed.Damn, it would seem our rendezvous had been brought to an end.What if this Chad tried to blackmail her some shit?I tried to replay our conversation in my head. Had she mentioned my name? Was there anything that could implicate her?Fuck. I had to go over there to help her if there was one.“Camille?” I called the phone.“Hi, I'll call you later,” she replied, not sounding particularly afraid, and ended the call.Did that mean she was okay?I sent a text to her telling her to tell me imm
Camille's POV“I-I wasn't eavesdropping,” Chad stuttered, holding his hands up in defense. “I didn't mean to. I hadn't… I didn't know you came to the U-U until I heard your voice on the call.”“Then why didn't you say something then?!” I yelled accusingly, glaring at him.“Oh, I don't know. Maybe because I was afraid you'd be like this?”I almost gave myself a whiplash from rearing my head up in shock. My eyes rounded and for a minute I was speechless.“Camille?” Gav called through the phone.”Hi, I'll call you later,” I told him and ended the call before facing Chad. “Did you just get all sassy with me?”He blushed, all bright red under the light.“Sure n
Camille's POV“It's probably just work,” I mumbled, ending the call. “See, I'm doing well at work. Stop trying to marry me off. I'm young.”“Right, you are,” Dad sighed and stepped out of the car. “You’re making dinner,”“What why?” I groaned, rapidly texting Gavriel that I was fine before following suit.“Because it was all your fault that the Martins did not invite us to eat with them. It's either that or your old man starves.” He replied and walked away.“Humans can survive two weeks without food. You'll be fine.” I called after him.I was kidding. I made us some pasta for dinner and tried to appease him with the sauce but I got criticized instead. But overall, the night ended in success.
Camille's POV"I'm surprised you can remember what he smells like," I murmured, keeping a straight face. "Last I checked, he hasn't visited your country in twenty years. Must be a desert down there."The only way to deal with a bitch, was to be one. And frankly, I had lots of experience. I did not need to look at Victoria to know she was surprised. I heard her gasp loud and clear."My, you're quite the brash one aren't you?"I ignored her and kept my focus on Gavriel who spoke on stage. I tried to hide the anger and well fear of what was happening. I had just indirectly admitted to her that I did have a sexual relationship with Gavriel.What if she revealed that to everyone? To anyone?"I'm talking to you, girl,"I pretended not to hear her. I had to find a way ou
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