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"You've got to be kidding me," Camille laughed mirthlessly, her eyes wide in disbelief. "There's no way I'm apologizing to that tramp!""Camille," I called as she walked away. She ignored me.Crap. I probably deserved that. I had been pissed when I walked in to see her fighting with the receptionist. We had people from all over the world, visiting the Donovan industries. Knowing that some of them had seen my employees fight like cats in heat was not pleasing.Knowing that my woman was one of those employees was also very fucking annoying."Thank you Mr Donovan," Miss Jenkins muttered, batting her lashes at me as she tried to arrange her hair."You are in just as much trouble, Miss Jenkins," I snarled. "If the CCTV footage reveals that you did instigate the fight, you're fired. D
Camille's POVI sat, trembling in excitement as I watched Gavriel clean up the kitchen. His eyes were furrowed in concentration as if wiping the counter was so important. I couldn't decide which was hotter.The way he had fed me, or the words he had said to me...."I hunger for something else aside from food"...The way his eyes stared ate so pointedly as if saying, "You,"I ran my eyes over the way his muscles contracted and relaxed through his shirt. The way his shoulders rolled. Was there any man even remotely sexy as Gav?I didn't think I had seen any.He rinsed his hands and dried them with a towel. He then walked over to where I sat, serenading me with his eyes. Thick fingers slipped into my hair, gripping handfuls and tilted my hea
Gavriel's POVI woke up to a light giggle. I wasn't sure if I had dreamed it up or if I actually heard someone giggle.Something- someone moved beside me. The covers that I was certain I had over me when we had gone to bed last night were being pushed aside.We?I frowned, trying to shake off the folds of sleep that enveloped me. Something warm and soft tickled my thighs and I could feel my morning wood rising in attention.Another giggle, a warm breath over my cock head and then the most amazing feeling when something hot and wet pressed against it shot through my veins.“Oh fuck!” I groaned, my eyes parting to see the sexiest vision I had ever seen in all of my mornings. “Oh a man could get used to this,”A sexy
Camille's POV“Done,” Gavriel announced, giving me a lopsided smile.We had just finished up all the work I had left for the day. In an hour. If it were just me, I probably would have had three hours more. I hadn't expected him to help out with my work. I had thought he would tell me to finish up at home or continue tomorrow.I watched the hulk of a man assess the mails he had helped me with and nod in satisfaction. He must have had his share of back breaking work for the day. But he still took on mine in a blink.Just how sweet could a man be?“So, Mr Donovan,” I said, turning off the systems and packing up. “Do you make it a habit to help all your assistants? Or am I simply the lucky girl?”“Oh you're lucky,” he murmured, rising to stand behind me. &ldquo
Camille's POV"Megan, stop whatever you're doing!" I screamed as I walked into Megan's apartment.She sat in her living room with half a cupcake and her laptop, staring at me with a lazy smile on her lips."Hello to you too, Camille. Unfortunately, you have a deadline-""Who cares?! Just tell them your cat died or something," I said, rushing towards her, dragging her off the chair."I don't even have a cat!" Megan whined as I yanked her towards her bedroom door."Your clients don't know that. And please change those sweatpants, we're going shopping!""Ooh, where are we going?" She teased as we stepped into her cottage core bedroom.There was a log of wooden furniture. From the bed frames to the shelves, cabinets and stools. Hell, even the floor was wooden. Megan ha
Camille's POV"I-It's nothing," I muttered, avoiding his gaze."There's a bruise, the size of a fucking fist on your face, Camille. I'm not stupid!"Crap. I had thought I had managed to conceal it properly. I stole a look at the window of the car beside us. I couldn't even make out the bruise. To any one, it shouldn't be visible.Anyone who didn't have eagle eyes, that is. Gavriel's eyes narrowed in slits. He tilted my face up, inspecting where Jordan had punched me. It still hurts as hell so when he grazed his fingers against it, I winced in pain."What happened Camille?""Nothing!" I snapped. I could not tell him what happened. Jordan had to remain a secret. Until I could figure out what to do about the greedy asshole, I could not have Gavriel stepping in and ruining things for me.
Gavriel's POVCamille stepped out of the bathroom, a smug look on her face. "Hello there,""Oh sweet fuck," I groaned. She had my shirt on, plastered to her wet, naked body underneath. I had never seen anything sexier.It had been hard enough to ignore that she was in the shower.All I could think about was the water running over places I wanted to run my hand.But she had stormed into the bathroom angry that I had ignored her warning until it was too late.Well sue me. I wasn't stupid, I knew when a woman was flirting. And women were always flirting with me. The money, the fame, it attracted them like bees to fucking honey."You like?" She purred, walking towards me. I sat on a chair in the bedroom. I have been going through my speech for the conference tomorrow.&n
Camille's POV"Really?" I gasped suddenly, recalling that I had seen that folder on the desk in our suite. I had just assumed he would pick it up as go. But then we got carried away in the shower and had to rush out of the suite when we saw the time."And now we welcome Mr Donovan to the high table, our CEO extraordinaire...""Shit," Gav cursed, striding towards the high table. I couldn't follow because I wasn't exactly invited to the high table.What was he going to do? He had to give the opening speech, and well, it was partially my fault. He was right, I had seduced him.I was ushered to a front seat, not so far from the high table. Gavriel looked totally calm and collected while I resisted the urge to bite my nails, thinking of a solution.The master of ceremony read Gavriel's citat
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