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Andrew's POV I nearly choked on my food when Emily; well….. My stepmom asked me to invite Brielle for dinner again. I don't know why she is trying so hard. If it's to win me over then she should stop disturbing herself. It will never happen.I glanced at Camilla to see her mindlessly staring at her food without eating. She doesn't look happy when her mom said I should invite Brielle over. I smirked thinking of how I will taunt her with it so I decided to play along. “Sure, she would really love it. I will let her know.” her eyes darted around the room trying so hard not to look at me.Then she pushed her plate and announced that she was going to study. I thought she won't be job hunting now, not unless she is going to read. Now I am curious as to what type of books she loves to read. Immediately she left the table, I also pushed my plate away since I am almost done anyway.“Ohhh, Andrew; you are done? You don't want more?” Emily asked while my dad was just staring me down. “No Emi… M
Andrew's POV I took a really long shower and I almost feel like not going out anymore but sadly, Brielle doesn't take a no for an answer. She practically organized it.Or should I say she and Derek organized it before I was informed about it. She kept on and on about how I haven't made time to see Derek since I came back and frankly, it's not as if I don't want to see him. I just feel like everyone got their shit going on and I know Derek like the water I drink. There's no way we'll meet and not argue about who's dad is richer or how I am flaunting my dad's wealth. And honestly I don't have time for that.But there's no escaping it today. I came out of the bathroom, started drying my hair after drying my body in the bathroom. I rub my Nivea cream and spray some fragrance on my body and clothes before heading out.When I got downstairs, there's no one around, not even the new maid or the old ones. I was right earlier about the lovebirds then. I remembered that I didn't tell Camilla I w
Camilla's POV “Mmm, touch me there. Yes. Yes Daddy.” I was grounding my pelvis on his sinful mouth while I slurped his cock like it's my last supper. And he is rock hard with precum licking from his opening.“Ahhhh, FUCK. OHHHH MY GOD. YES YES YES. I AM CUMINGGGGGGG.” I am now stroking his cock fast and I am sure he is also close with the way his hips are buckling. He came with a guttural growl and I swallowed all his seeds. He came back up to kiss me. “I need you now. Hold the headboard.” He instructed while turning me around so I am on my knees. He started penetrating slowly. ‘Damn! He is so big. And…… is he vibrating?’“Why is your dick vibrating?” I asked him.He looked at me like a psycho. “Because I am not real.” He started laughing till he started fading off. I screamed, jolted awake and fell from the bed with sweat dripping down my forehead. I crawled to the bedside table, got some leftover water and gulped it down. That's when I came back to my senses. Only to discover tha
Camilla's POV I woke up late today because I didn't sleep early. I was trying to finish the book I started. My mom came back late yesterday from an outing with my stepdad.I was already drifting off when she came to my room to check up on me. She just kissed me on my forehead when she saw that I was already asleep.Today just happens to be the day Brielle would be coming to have dinner with us. I don't know why I feel so jealous of her. It can't be because of my obsession with Andrew. It's not going to happen anyway. I tried to assure myself that I would grow out of it.I slipped out of bed to do my morning ritual so I can go back to read my book. Today's weekend, with the way everywhere, is quiet. I am sure they are still sleeping so I will just settle for reading. Hopefully I will be done with the second book before I am called down for breakfast or lunch…. Anyone.I started with THE RITUAL and just a few pages into it and I am already glued. Fuck me if I don't go back for more.I
Camilla's POV I have been in my room all day reading after I left the dining room. I am in the third book now and I am almost done. After my mom came to the room earlier to ask if I wanted to join in the kitchen, I declined. I decided to sleep a little before dinner time.I woke up just now to see that it was almost Six PM. I was wondering if the guest had arrived. But surely my mom would have sent for me. I took a shower then settled for a short pink gown for the evening.I came downstairs just in time for Andrew to walk in with his girlfriend. Ahhhhh… fuck me, it's too late to go back because they have seen me so I pretended that I didn't see them and went straight to the dining table.Our parents are already there waiting for us. I plucked my behind on the chair. They walked in and my Mom stood up to hug Brielle. I just rolled my eyes at them.She has never shown interest in my love life. And she should because she is my mother. I will talk to her about it tomorrow.She started i
Andrew's POV Camilla left the table immediately our parents did like she was being pursued by something or someone.I tried calling her back but she didn't answer me so I excused myself and told Brielle to go wait for me in the car without even waiting for her reply.I took the stairs two to three steps at a time. When I got to her room, I knocked while calling her name but she was still not responding and her room was locked. I kept knocking for ten minutes but no response before I left.I met Brielle in the car and she doesn't look happy at all. “Babe, what's wrong? Why is your face so gloomy?” I go to kiss her but she turned her head which she has never done before so I was surprised.I settled for a forehead kiss while still pestering her to tell me what's wrong but she is not ready to talk and I don't really have all day. I went to the driver's seat, got in and started the car waiting for her to get in.She finally did when she felt like it. We didn't say a word to each other al
Camilla's POV It's been exactly two months since my mom got married and two weeks since the last time I saw Andrew. Except for the times I hear him leaving his room or coming back from God knows where. I have heard him knocking on my door sometimes but I don't bother opening because I do not want to talk to him. The first time he came knocking, he said he wanted to apologize for what his girlfriend did but I don't care about him nor her so they can both go to hell.His friend came one certain time and I could hear them from my room talking about the women he has dated and all that.I always make sure I do everything I need to do downstairs before he gets back or sees me and if he is at home I don't go downstairs. I remember one evening. Five days into my self isolation, my stepdad came knocking. When I opened the door, he was holding a plate of food. My stomach rumbles at the sight of it and my mouth watered.I moved back so he could come in and take the food from him. There's no n
Camilla's POV What he did next surprised the hell out of me. He kissed me and I liked it. It happened so sudden that I didn't even know how to react.I ran and left him in the hallway. My lips were still tingling from the kiss that I had to lick my lips and also touch them to make sure I wasn't dreaming.Ohhh my God, this is going to be awkward and here I was thinking about how to tolerate his overbearing ass then this happened.I almost bumped into my mom on the stairs when she was coming upstairs. I was still absentminded with my hand on my lip. I am pretty sure she was saying something but I can't make it out because I wasn't paying attention. She shook me and that jolted me out of my haziness. She asked if I was okay. I assured her that I am fine and then she repeated what she said. “I know I promised you a movie night but we could do that because of your isolation and I didn't want to disturb you. But I promise we will do it when I get back. Okay?” She kissed me on the forehead
Camilla's POV I made sure to lock my door, then hit my bed not bothering to change, even though I slept all the way through California and I still need more sleep. My eyes droop and I let my body take over. Andrew's POV She left the dining table angrily and she didn't even turn when I was calling her. She's definitely angry. I rack my brain for something I said that made her angry but I couldn't come up with anything.I left the dining table and headed upstairs. Her room was my first stop, after knocking for five times and no response. I held onto the handle trying to open the door but it won't budge. It dawned on me that she locked it.I started struggling to force it but it's not working. “Camilla, Camilla.” The door jiggled from the pressure as I kept on yelling her name but no response.Maybe she's doing it on purpose, I know she can hear me.My ringing tone halted me from what I was doing. I checked and it was f****ng Brielle. Ohhh for the love of God. Can't she take a hint?
Camilla's POV We got to the airport and Andrew was telling me how he had planned a surprise for me but the artist guy ruined it.“Well, what is the surprise?” I asked him, to know if I can convince him to go back so we can do the surprise.“It doesn't matter now because we are going back home.” He tried to brush it off but I am not having it.“Just tell me, alright? If it's worth going back for, then we will go back and why didn't you tell me earlier?”He looked amused by my question, I don't get what's amusing about it. “If I had told you then it won't be a surprise anymore and we are not going back.”With the tone he said that— I know I can't convince him. “Alright, we are not going back but you have to tell me what it is.”He held the small of my back, pushing me to get inside the plane, a male attendant greeted us. And I turned to Andrew, looking at him in question.He dragged me to my seat, placing me in a cubicle that looks like a room but it's not. And that's when I noticed, th
Camilla's POV After what he said, the silence in the car was deafening and I could cut through it with a knife.The driver came back with the food, and handed it to Andrew through the divider. We started eating in silence. I focused on my food till I was done. I was also thankful that he didn't press more on the conversation.He also finished eating just in time for the driver to inform us that we've reached our destination. I looked down at my outfit and I just felt self conscious. “Do you need to change?” Andrew asked, as he was also eyeing my already squeezed outfit.“Yes, can you wait for me outside. You can come back in when I am done.” He nodded and stepped out of the car. I start doing light makeup while still pondering on what to wear.He opened the door again and handed me a set of clothes and shoes. I held it up to inspect it. It was a maroon dress, with a back open and a slit that runs up to my thighs. The shoe was also maroon and it fit.I changed into it asap, and stepp
Camilla's POV We settle down and buckle up just like the captain instructed, but what running through my head right now is when he referred to us as Mr and Mrs Reynolds. Andrew was still staring at me expecting me to say something. I didn't know what to feel or say to him, I mean on one hand mom's angry because I didn't tell her I was going anywhere and that's his fault. But on the other hand, he's apologizing and I can't stay angry at him.I always wonder why, and it hits me like a rock, my eyes growing the size of a saucer as realization dawns on me. I AM IN LOVE WITH ANDREW FREAKING REYNOLDS. ohhhh my goodness. “Here, let me help you.” His voice broke me out of my reverie, I looked up to see that he's offering me his hand.I took it and he helped me up, we moved to the door, he pressed some buttons and it started descending. We walked out of the plane and a car was waiting for us.I remember our luggage, and was about to ask Andrew for it but he beat me to it, “they will take ca
Andrew's POV I watched her as she drifted off to sleep, I smiled as my eyes trailed down to her lips. I inch closer and peck them a little. My little trouble maker.I finished my glass and poured another one while I played a game on my phone to kill time. Talking about time; we have been traveling for two hours now and Camilla is fast asleep.What amazes me with her is she doesn't even get tired of sleeping. I saw the attendant coming from my peripheral sight. I focused on my phone not wanting to have any discussion with her.“Sir, do you need anything?” I looked up to her, staring at her from head all the way to her neck before my eyes landed on her shirt that's unbuttoned down to her bra and her boobs were visible. She's wearing a black bra. She cleared her throat which got my attention.“What are you trying to do? Huh?” She starts fidgeting under my scrutinizing gaze, not being able to answer.“Trying to seduce me?” She licks her lips, casting a glance at Camilla's sleeping figur
Camilla's POV “What do you want to know?” His question came as a surprise because I thought he would lash out because of how silent he was.I turned to face him, tucking my legs under one another, “I don't know; anything you would want me to know.”He did just like I did, tucking his legs on one another, before he started talking. “My mother left when I was eight, it's been me and my dad all along, I still don't understand why she did —-,” he sigh and was silent for few seconds before he continues, “last I heard of her, she got married to her lover and that's like seven years ago.”“ That's where my lack of trust stems from because no one would love you for real but because of what you can offer them so I choose to use them just like they used me.” “My dad has been in and out of relationships but most of the women mostly want him for his money and not him. Your mom has been the only one who hasn't shown that trait.” His eyes were filled with tears as he blinked and bit hard on his l
Camilla's POV The sun peeking through my window woke me up, I threw the duvet off me, yawning before my eyes caught sight of the wall clock reading five PM isshh, I jumped down from my bed and rushed to the bathroom for a quick shower. I came out of the bathroom and walked straight to my closet to get something on. I settled for a white floral dress, that's just above my knees before grabbing my phone and walking downstairs. I checked Andrew's room but he's not there so I figured he would be downstairs.But when I got down, he wasn't there either, wondering where he might have gone. I decided to explore the whole house. My first stop was the backyard when Andrew said the maid was residing. The mansion was indeed a big one because just the building at the back was a huge one. A maid I don't recognize stepped out but she stopped in her tracks, eyeing me suspiciously.I shyly waved at her but she rushed back inside and came back with Aaren, the chef. Who smiled when she saw it was me.
Camilla's POV I took a long shower, allowing the warm water to hit my whole body, soaking my sensitive part. I was afraid of touching myself down there.After I was done, I dried myself and walked to my closet. I wore a hoodie and bum shot before arranging my bed, my eyes landed on Max as I recall what happened. Diving into my bed, I got comfortable before searching for my phone. I found it under the bed and I saw a ton of missed calls from Mom. I called back but she wasn't picking so I kept it closer to know when she called again.I remembered the tickets Andrew gave me earlier. I hop down from my bed to check it. I retrieved it from where I kept it and it was a ticket to an art gallery. I was so excited and was about to run to his room when I remembered that he told me to get some sleep. Moreover, the dates on the date and time tickets say it's being held tomorrow. I will thank him later when I see him for dinner.I checked my phone again but there was no call from Mom, keeping th
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