Cameron sprinted toward the house, but as he reached the door and flung it open, a wave of flames surged out, knocking him back to the ground."Shit!" he muttered, wincing as he pushed himself up despite the pain in his back. He quickly realized that he couldn't enter through the door; the fire had completely engulfed it.Cameron began searching for another way into the house, but after walking around it, he found no doors or windows to enter.Suddenly, he was reminded of how Maya had died, and how he had felt powerless to save her until her last breath."No, I won't let her die. I must save her," Cameron mumbled, turning to head back to the door once more, but...He suddenly noticed a small hole in the wall and quickly moved closer to peek inside.Cameron's eyes widened in shock as he saw Rosalie tied to a chair in the middle of the room, unconscious after having screamed for help. The fire was rapidly approaching her."Thank goodness, at least the fire hasn't reached her. I need to
"I'm not telling you this because I'm scared of you, but I really want you to know that Rosalie is my daughter," the man said."They thought I was dead seven years ago, but I'm not," he continued, and Cameron recalled Athena mentioning something similar before—that Rosalie's father had died seven years ago."Is that all you know?" Cameron asked, struggling to believe it, yet it seemed the man was telling the truth."Of course, I know more," the man replied with a grin."Rosalie's mother fell ill after our eldest daughter died, and that's when the family fell apart—everything was ruined for them," he continued."Rosalie has an older sister who died? What was her name, and why are you still alive?" Cameron asked, curiosity evident on his face."That's when I might start to believe you a little," Cameron added, but the man merely scoffed."You think I'm going to tell you? You've heard enough, and I won't say anything else—except that my family deserves to die by my hand," the man replied
Rosalie woke up with a loud yawn, having spent the night in the hospital after talking and crying to Rebecca as if she could hear what she was saying.Having dozed off in the chair with her head resting on Rebecca's bed throughout the night, Rosalie was gazing at Rebecca's face when the door opened and a nurse walked in."Good morning, miss," the nurse greeted. Rosalie responded with a nod."I think you should rest as well; you look tired," the nurse said, concern etched on her face as she looked at Rosalie."I don't want to leave my mother. I should stay with her since I have nothing else to do," Rosalie mumbled, her voice weak."You don't need to worry about your mother. We'll take care of her as always, and we'll let you know as soon as she wakes up from the coma," the nurse reassured her. Rosalie hesitated for a moment before finally standing up from the chair."Okay, I'll leave, but please keep an eye on her," Rosalie said, and the nurse nodded before moving closer to Rebecca to
"Is he crazy? What kind of contract is this?" Rosalie mumbled before moving on to the next line."You'll start the training as soon as you move in with me.""You will no longer be a stripper for my customers..." it stated in the contract, and Rosalie hadn't read any further when she exhaled in relief."Thank goodness, I won't have to strip anymore. But how will I pay him back?" Rosalie mumbled, feeling confused as she began to read the rest of the contract."You'll be stripping exclusively for me." Rosalie's eyes widened in shock as she read that."What the hell is this?!" she gasped."Am I really expected to take off my clothes in front of him? No..." Rosalie shook her head vehemently."No, I can't do that. I can't live with him and also strip for him; my dignity would be ruined."Rosalie moved on to the next words. "Apart from paying your debt, you'll also be receiving a salary from me," she read and that caught her interest as her eyes moved to the signature."I've already signed i
"What the hell are you doing?" Rosalie asked, her expression a mix of surprise and disbelief. She had walked into the living room to find Cameron shirtless, and he was in the process of removing his trousers."What does it look like I'm doing?" Cameron replied, pulling down his trousers. Rosalie's eyes widened in shock, but then she noticed he was wearing shorts underneath."Thank goodness! I thought he was about to strip completely in front of me..." Rosalie exhaled, relief washing over her."But what the hell? Why did he still take off his clothes in the living room?" Rosalie thought, giving Cameron a bewildered look."If you're done staring, follow me," Cameron mumbled, turning to walk away slowly. Rosalie was left speechless."What? Why should I follow you? Even though I accepted stripping for you but it wouldn't be right now!" Rosalie exclaimed, and Cameron paused in his tracks, a smirk spreading across his face."Even if I asked you to start stripping for me right now, you can't
Next Day...Rosalie opened her eyes before sitting up in bed and her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment immediately memories of the last night flooded back into her mind."I must be going crazy for letting him kiss me—and for kissing him back, damn it!" she mumbled, recalling every detail of how passionately Cameron had kissed her last night.As she just woke up this morning, regret washed over her. "I can't let him do this to me. I came here just to strip for him, not for anything else...""I need to pull myself together and stop this foolishness," Rosalie warned herself, but the memory of their kiss lingered stubbornly in her mind.The kiss had lasted an hour, with Cameron taking his time to explore every sweetness of her mouth."Rosalie, get this damn thing out of your mind! You're not supposed to be thinking about it because you hate him, and you always will..." she yelled at herself."But I'm still happy. It's not more than kissing. What if he decided to sleep with me last ni
"Good morning, Godfather," Santiago greeted with a respectful bow when he entered the Godfather's study.He had been the Godfather's right-hand man since Godfather started his mafia clan."I have a job for you," the Godfather said, swinging back and forth in his chair and Santiago lifted his head."I'm ready to do anything, Godfather," Santiago replied, and the Godfather nodded with a smile."I want you to do this for me because you've done it before, and you did it without raising any suspicions," the Godfather continued, and Santiago smiled at the praise."I need you to start spying on Cameron again, just like you did years ago," the Godfather stated, and Santiago nodded."You need to find out what he’s been up to these days that might lead him to reject my clan. I'm handing it over to him soon, so I need to clear the way," the Godfather added, and Santiago nodded again."I'll do a thorough job, Godfather, and I won't let him suspect that I'm spying on him," Santiago replied."I tru
"Why did you bring me here? I never said I wanted to buy clothes," Rosalie hissed, turning to walk back to the car. But Cameron's words halted her in her tracks."Since you're my stripper, you can't go out with me dressed like this," he mumbled. Rosalie scoffed and turned back to face him."So you wanted to buy clothes for me? Well, I don't want any! All I wanted was to pay you back and leave your house. I'm not even your girlfriend—why would you buy clothes for me?" Rosalie said, disbelief lacing her voice as she tried to walk away again."What if I asked you to be my girlfriend? No, I don't need to ask. You're basically my girlfriend since you owe me money. Until you pay me back, you're mine," he replied."So stop being stubborn and follow me," Cameron added. Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked in, leaving Rosalie speechless with her mouth agape."His girlfriend? Did he just say I'm his girlfriend?" she asked herself, shock written all over her face."Is he crazy or
Rosalie's POV As soon as Cameron spoke, my eyes widened in shock. He wanted to sleep with me, despite being the one who had hesitated to touch me because of my wound. Could my thoughts be right? He looked aroused since the moment he entered the room."How... how will... sex ease your pain?" I stuttered, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me. I didn't understand why I felt shy; I thought my shyness had faded away by now.Cameron chuckled softly. "If you want to know how it’ll ease my pain, then let me make love to you. Or do you want me to stay in pain? Isn’t that going to make you feel bad?" He said this with a mischievous smile, clearly trying to change my mind."It's not that I don't want you..." I struggled to finish that sentence before I found myself speaking again."But what about my wound that you always care about?" I asked, unsure why I was even questioning it. This was what I had always wanted, and now I could feel my body heating up from his naughty words."I won't
Rosalie's POV Immediately I heard Cameron's voice behind me, and I turned around, standing up with a confused and shocked expression on my face.Could it really be a coincidence that Cameron's old girlfriend shares the same name as my sister? Not to mention, he used my sister's exact birthdate as the passcode for his safe locker, and both my sister and his ex-girlfriend are dead.I don't think those three events can be mere coincidences; there's definitely something fishy going on, and I need to get answers from Cameron right now.Cameron started walking closer to me, his expression soft yet slightly angry. I couldn't help but wonder what could possibly make him angry if there was nothing suspicious about the safe locker."I'm asking you what you were doing there," Cameron mumbled again, still approaching me. His voice was soft, but his expression told a different story.I began to back away until my back hit the wall, leaving me with nowhere to go."Why is my kitten being a little
Rosalie's POV "Ouch! Ohhhh, my lord! Please, fuck me harder!" Moans echoed from the kitchen, and I couldn't help but feel disgusted.It was obvious that the stranger, who called himself Maverick, was with the woman in the kitchen, whom he referred to as his "bitch." Their screams were already grating on my nerves.How can they not feel even a hint of shame as they can go into the bedroom to do whatever nonsense they're doing? Maverick knows I'm in this house, and he must realize how uncomfortable it is for me, yet he still went ahead and fucked that woman in the kitchen."If he's truly Cameron's best friend, then I don't think I can stand being in the same house with him. He's already so annoying," I mumbled, my voice laced with irritation."Cameron should hurry up; they're making this house a mess today, and it's driving me crazy. I think my meal is in the kitchen, but I can't go in there because of the unholy stuff they're doing," I mumbled, frustration evident on my face."Maybe I
Cameron's POV I rushed into the clan house as soon as I got out of the car. Today is the day—I’m going to end everything, and then I’ll confront the Godfather.I’m supposed to be living here with the gang members because of a case like this, but I can’t because of Rosalie. I just wanted us to be living alone, like I do, even though it’s the same house where Maya and I lived before she died, I’ve tried to keep my mind off that fact and have managed to live peacefully with Rosalie.As soon as I entered the training room, I found everyone there, including Jack. I nodded, impressed by how prepared they all were."Good, now let's get going. Remember everything I told you," I reminded them, addressing the group of twenty-five. Everything needed to go perfectly, especially since I knew Salvatore would have many guards and members."Yes, Boss," they all chorused, bowing in unison."I'll lead them outside," Jack said, and I nodded in agreement."Let's go," Jack said, leading the way while the
Rosalie's POV I was both surprised and scared when I saw a man behind me, leaving me confused about what was happening.What were they doing here? How did they get here? With Cameron already gone, did they come to hurt me? These questions raced through my mind.But if they were here to harm me, why would the lady in the kitchen be cooking? Despite that thought, I couldn't shake the fear that gripped me."I'm asking you, who are you?" I yelled again, struggling to keep my fear in check. I could feel it threatening to betray me at any moment, especially if these people turned out to be who I feared they were.The man wore a smile that annoyed me, though I couldn't quite understand why. When he refused to speak, I picked up a flower vase from the table and turned to face him. Despite the threatening look on my face and the vase in my hands, his expression remained unchanged."If you're here to hurt me again, you're mistaken this time—I'm not giving you a chance," I said, gripping the fl
Rosalie's POV Cameron started walking closer to me as soon as I asked the question. When he stopped in front of me, looking straight into my eyes, I couldn't understand why he was doing this. All I wanted was an answer. Did he think he could use his charm to make me stop asking? I needed to pull myself together; I wouldn't let that work. I was determined to get an answer from him tonight."Why do you sound suspicious of me?" Cameron suddenly asked after looking at me for a few seconds. His question made me wonder why I was seeking answers to my own questions.It's not like I'm his girlfriend who should know everything about him, yet that's exactly how I'm acting right now. I don't think I'm in a position to ask him those questions.Even though I know Cameron isn't weak but rather incredibly powerful, I sometimes wonder if it's the nightclub that has made him this way or if there's something else. However, as I think about it now, I realize I shouldn't dwell on it, especially since I
Carter's POV It was already night, and after ensuring that Gabriella was no longer sad after having fun together—I settled down with her in the living room to watch TV. I had managed to convince her to stay, reassuring her that Athena didn't mean any harm, even though I was unsure of what was troubling my big sister.Athena hadn't even come out of her room since returning from work, which made me worry that something was definitely wrong with her.I shook the thought of Athena from my mind and continued watching TV. We were watching a horror movie, as it was Gabriella's recommendation. I couldn't help but wonder how Gabriella could watch a horror movie without flinching—she was surprising me right now.She said she didn't like romance movies because they were too cringeworthy, but I knew that once she realized her feelings for me and confessed her love, she'd be drawn to them. I could already picture us sharing those romantic moments together, and a smile escaped my lips at the thoug
Cameron's POV"Is Rosalie's expression right now a joke? I believe in my food and I'm proud of it, even though I haven't tasted it yet. I know it will taste as good as it did before.'Are you kidding? Are you really making that face because you think my food is tasteless?' I asked, incredulous.Rosalie didn't stop laughing, and I had to intervene to avoid hurting her stomach wound.""Could you stop laughing? You might hurt your wound," I said, and Rosalie stared at me in bewilderment as she finally stopped laughing."Who hurts their wounds just from laughing? I can't help but think you're overreacting," Rosalie replied jokingly. But that was exactly what I wanted to hear. I love being overprotective and overreacting when it comes to my girl; it's just part of who I am, and I wouldn't change it for anything.Once someone catches my attention, they should be prepared for it. Maya went through this, and Rosalie won't be any different—if anything, I'll be even more protective and reactive
Rosalie's POV I quietly made my way into the kitchen, careful not to let Cameron notice my slow approach.He was already chopping vegetables, and at that moment, I wished I had my phone to capture the scene. He looked like the perfect boyfriend, even though he wasn't mine.I knew everything we were doing felt like that of a couple, but I didn't mind that he hadn't asked me out. All I wanted was to keep enjoying the sight of his handsome, charming self.I quietly approached Cameron from behind and playfully tickled him. He spun around, inhaling sharply when he realized it was me."Thank goodness! I knew it was you. I was about to stab whoever it was if it had been someone else," he said, exhaling with relief. I couldn't help but chuckle at his words."Why would you think it was someone else when it's just the two of us in this house?" I asked, giving him an incredulous look. He turned back to his task before replying."That's what I was thinking, but anyway, what are you doing here? B