Andrew's POV Someone started hitting me from the back, screaming bloody murder but I didn't relent in my punch. I flunge my hand and the person went quiet. When I am satisfied with my artwork on his face, I pick my keys and phone, without glancing at any of them. I left the house.It wasn't until I left the vicinity that I noticed my hands were bleeding, I didn't mind it, I just want to forget about what happened today.I remembered there used to be a clubhouse in the area. I drove to where I knew it used to be and it was still there. I scanned the surroundings before I got down from my car. I walked inside the club to see it fully active but from outside it looks like a normal club but inside is something else.I got to the bar. “I need a drink.” The bartender turned to me from the man he was talking to. “what would you like?”“I need something strong.” “How strong?” He asked again.I looked at him frustrated from the questions. “Just give me anything you have that is strong.”He
Camilla's POV I heard mom talking on the phone as she made her way downstairs and sat on one of the couches in the living room. From what she was saying, I just knew who she was talking to. I went to sit by side and put my ear on the back of her phone so I could hear what he's saying.And that's when I heard the last statement he made before ending the call. ‘“I am still talking, Emily. Stop acting like you care. You lot are all the same. I don't like you and I never will. Don't ever interfere in my life again.” This dude got to be kidding me. Is it my mom he was speaking to like that? I kept mauling his statement in my head as I wonder if he's okay up there or something is wrong with him.‘No, No, something is definitely wrong with him.’ I muttered under my breath.Mom who had been quiet after the call turned to look at me. “Did you say something?” “No mom, I didn't.” I was already planning how I am going to go off on him this time around. Mom looked at me skeptically like she d
Camilla's POV I decided to cut the chase so we don't waste each other's time. “ Now listen, you might not respect your mother because of whatever bullshit she did to you. I get it and you have every right to be angry but what you don't have right to do is transfer your aggression to others who are innocent. I won't sit back and allow you to disrespect my mom…” I took a deep breath before continuing. “and your mom left for so long now, it's time for you to move on and suck it up like a man. STOP ACTING LIKE A DAMN CHILD!”He was looking at me, his eyes red and jaws on the floor in bewilderment. I turned to go but he snatched my bicep, dragging me back and caging me between his body.“Who gave you the right to talk to me about my mother?” He snarled, I was scared shitless from his changed demeanor but I didn't let it show.“Well darling, someone has to tell you the hard truth.” That angered him even more. “YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TELL ME HOW TO REACT TO WHAT MY MOTHER DID.” I looked him
Camilla's POV I walked to my room, my legs still jelly that I had to hold onto a cabinet for support. I faced a plant on my bed and I was out like light.~~~~~~~~I woke up to my phone alarm ringing, my eyes still groggy from sleep, I switched off the alarm and saw that it was late, I jumped off my bed and lifted the cotton to see that it's evening already.damn, I wonder why didn't Andrew wake me up Wait… ‘what if he's still sleeping?’ I checked his room and it's empty. My eyes landed on his bed and I remembered what happened between us earlier. I felt blush crept in on my cheek. I made my way downstairs. I checked the kitchen first for food because I was hungry. Thank God, there's some leftovers, I don't think it's from breakfast because that's not what I ate with Mom. ‘speaking of Mom, I should probably call her’ I warm up the food and scarf it down immediately, I dawned it with water before heading towards the living room. I started hearing different voices I am not familiar wit
Camilla's POV RAVEN BAR…He found a parking spot and asked me to wait for him as he left. I wonder where he's going? He came back after a few minutes and handed me something. “Here.”“What's this?” I was examining the card-like sticker.“The ticket, without it we can't get in and out. So keep yours safe.” He held the door open for me and I hopped off.We sauntered to the entrance and the bouncer sized us up and down before asking for a ticket. Andrew showed him his as I was busy imagining what it'll look like if he were to be in a fight with Andrew..I tilted my head to the side still analyzing the kind of damage he would probably do to Andrew. It wasn't until Andrew nudged me that I came back to my senses.“What? Why are you always pushing me around?” I hissed at him as I massage where he pushed.“Give him your ticket—” “Ohh sorry Sir.” I handed the ticket to the bouncer who was eyeing me suspiciously.He examined it before letting us in.“Why are you always like that?” Andrew ask
Andrew's POV The slight ray of sunshine peeking through my window was what woke me up, I checked my time to see it's slightly past seven and we don't go for training until ten or eleven, which means I still have time to sleep. And off I went.~~~~~~The sound of something or someone crashing was what startled me awake. The sky is brighter now, so I rushed out of my bedroom to see one of the maids struggling to get on her feet. “What are you doing?”My voice startled her as she jumped and fell down again, this time there was a crack and she winch. “Good morning sir, I was —- trying to clean the hallway but I thought I saw something and it —-.” She was breathing heavily. I waited patiently for her to continue her explanation. “It scares the hell out of me and I fall down. I think my ankle is sprained.” I moved towards her to examine the ankle and it did sprain. “Do you have pain anywhere apart from this place?” I asked as I felt the bone that shifted.Her face was contorted in pain as
I was still in the same spot since I entered my room, until I heard his voice again. “Camilla, I will be waiting for you downstairs. Don't— I repeat don't make me come back for you.” He warned before I heard his footsteps fading away. I know he wasn't playing with that tone. I walked into my closet, after rummaging for what to wear; I decided to go with a gray sweatshirt and sweatpant. I made sure to wear enough shade of sunscreen both for my body and face. I took my phone and begrudgingly headed downstairs to see him engrossed in his phone and smiling. Wonder what he's smiling at.I stood right in front of him, “I am ready.”He looked at me up and down before standing and walking out of the house. I followed behind him slowly. I saw the maids still outside working. I thought they should have gone home by now. I made a mental note to ask Andrew later about where they live.I was still in my little world when I heard his voice, again as he handed me the key “here, you are driving us o
Camilla's POV I was still resting and already feeling sleepy when Andrew barged into my room. I scrambled up to get something to cover myself. “What the fuck Andrew?” I snapped at him God, forgive me for thinking he has changed cause he is clearly still the same. What am I thinking?He was staring at me amused and he went on to tease me, “What? I have seen everything. What are you trying to hide?”My fist clenched in anger. “No, you have not seen anything and this should be the last time you are barging into my room without knocking, to think I thought you've changed but you are still the same.” “Well, technically people don't change so easily so— I am still me. The same person that wants to bend you over the reading table and have you say my name over and over again as I finally claimed you as mine.” The look on his face as he said that did something to my inside as I felt my legs turned jelly and my stomach flustered with a burning sensation. How can just his words affect me like