The Vixen who seduced him

Gavriel's POV

Camille 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. 

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