Camille's POV
My heart twinged in guilt.
He was right. Because he had lied about being with Victoria, I had doubted every word that came after that. I chose to believe the police speculations and forgot all about the man I loved.
And yet he had stuck to my side. I treated him like dirt and he stuck around anyway. I felt like such a bitch.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled, wiping my face and slipping my hands over Gavriel's. "I am so sorry. I was so hurt and pained and angry. I wanted to blame Dad's death on someone -"
"And I was fine being a scapegoat," He shrugged, giving me a small smile. "And in a way, you're right. If I had told Caldwell about us, things could have turned out for the better."
I nodded. "If I had told Dad too. I'm sure you felt so bad. And I didn't make it any better. I am so sorry Gav. I was s
Camille's POVI found Gavriel in the kitchen, shirtless as always, and in a tiny apron that did nothing but flatter his wonderful physique.His muscles bunched, contracting and relaxing as he moved around the counter. There was the delicious aroma of food in the air.I approached him quietly, sliding my arms around him from behind."You're home,""I am," I hummed, burying my face in his back. His hot gorgeous back. I could smell the faint scent of his cologne and like an addict, I took a deep breath, taking him in.How on earth did he manage to come here to make dinner while his company was still settling in California?He washed his hands and turned around, pinning me against him for a kiss. I eagerly accepted his kisses, standing on my tiptoe, as his mouth p
Camille's POV“You're going to take my cock, like a good girl,” Gavriel groaned, pushing his meat past my lips. “You'll make me cum, and then clean it all up. Understood?”I moaned in response and got smacked on the tits. His cock moved deeper, forcing me to part my mouth wider.“I said, understood? Use your words, pet,”“Yes sir,” I slurred around his dick, choking when he hit the back of my throat.Oh fuck yes.My pussy creamed at how naughty and dirty this was. He was so deliciously sour, I could taste the combination of both our cums and I wanted more.My hands reached up to cup his balls while my mouth devoured his dick, taking him deeper, loving how crammed my throat felt.G
Camille's POVThe room made me shudder with delight. It had a warm glow from the soft golden lights on the walls. Canopies dropped around it in a lush romantic style, but that was the only soft thing in the room.I walked in, a soft sight eluding my lips. The bed frames had chains dangling on the metal poles. At the end of the chains were clamps. Right on a bed side shelf were several bottles of lube and a familiar box.I gasped, strutting over quickly. My hands lifted the box's lid and I looked back at Gavriel in disbelief."You had this shipped?"There was a teasing smile on his lips as he closed the dungeon door and covered the distance between us in three long strides."What do you think?"I glanced at the toy box, the very one he had used on me when I was a stripper.&n
Gavriel's POVI watched Camille stiffen and then the smile dropped off her face.Ah hell, what now?The day had started perfectly. I should have known Roberts didn't have any good news wrapped up his sleeve. I should have stopped her from receiving that call. Whatever it was, we could deal with it later. After tonight perhaps. I'd like to take Camille to the dungeon again. The things I wanted to do to her. To try with her.Try on her. "What do you mean we're on the news?"The news? Was something wrong with the company again? Her eyes darted towards me and they looked wider with each passing second."Oh no," she gasped. "No. Uncle Robert, please get the publicity team on. That's wrong, Gavriel did not force me to be with him!"
Camille's POVIt happened like a dream.A very annoyingly bad dream. I had known we would have to appear before the public one day, flaunt our relationship and all. And yes I expected a little rowdiness on the internet. A bunch of people were going to sit in their homes, type, or make some video about how my relationship with Gavriel was just not right.What I had not expected was a full blowout."Gavriel Donovan is a pervert. That's what he is. Perving on a dead man's daughter is wrong!" The lady in the video spat and I gave my phone a look of disgust.Really? Her make-up was wrong! Her face was wrong. Hell, the funny username handle, Alimagines? It was wrong.I scoffed and swiped up to the next video. Same thing. More yelling about me and Gavriel. He was some sort of monster who was supposed
Gavriel's POVI caught the name of the at the top of the messages.Nolan.My son.Without hesitation, I reached for the phone. Camille flinched, trying to hide the device, but I was faster. Way faster than she predicted. I snatched the phone out of her hands and my brows nearly flew off my face at what he sent.How could he? I gripped the device tighter, staring at the picture of I and Camille. What the hell was he thinking?"Gav,"Camille's face was pale as she looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears and I could feel my chest squeezing in the pain.This was my fault. All my fault. I should have ensured we were safer. I should have made sure she was safe."He's going to upload them," She
Camille's POV"The rumors about Gavriel Donovan are false," My voice rang loud and clear from the video playing on my phone screen. "We can attest to that. With me are people who have known Gavriel Donovan for almost as long as I have."The camera pans to Chad and Megan who look rather stiff as they defend Gav."Mr Donovan values work ethic and..."I sighed, burying my face further on the sofa. We made that video just this morning in my office. Chad and Megan were as shy as bats in daylight. Getting them to agree to make a video was one thing, getting them to relax while making a video was another. Smithens did not think uploading the video was a good idea. I should have listened to him. But I was tired of the negative attention fixed on Gavriel. No one was berating me. Everyone seemed to think I was a silly naive girl who
Camille's POVGav wasn't in bed when I woke up. He must have woken up a while ago. I rose from the bed, sighing. Today already felt like a good day. Wonderful.I rose from the bed, stretching my limbs. The covers slid down and draped around my waist."I want to wake up to this sight every morning," Gavriel's voice startled me.I gasped, laughing when I saw him standing by the bathroom door. His hair is damp from the shower and droplets of water roll down the span of his chest. I followed a particular droplet and watched it disappear somewhere underneath the towel around his waist."Good morning," I murmured, pursing my lips. I eyed the tent forming under the towel and gave a coy smile. "You look very happy to see me,"He stepped away from the bathroom d
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