Present Camille “It’s so romantic.” I slurred while grinning and leaning against Conan’s shoulder. God knows how much alcohol I had just downed.“You look so cute when you’re drunk,” Conan chuckled as he caressed my hair lovingly. The water across the river was twinkling like fairy dust. We were sitting on a bridge, gazing at the bright moon and enjoying a chilly evening. It was just the two of us enjoying this quiet time together, with no one to disturb us. Would I like Conan Arthur? I couldn’t believe I was sitting next to him, sharing my happiness and pain with him. I couldn’t believe it. And I really gave him a chance. “I’m glad to be here with you, Conan,” I said. “I know you’re tipsy, but I’m enjoying every minute because tomorrow you’ll be your cold old self again.” “I’d like to stay with you.” I smiled and gripped his arm. “I will always...” he whispered and planted another kiss on my head. “Are you interested in fucking me?” Conan tensed next to me, staring me down w
PastCamille “What?!” Rika shouted angrily as she was watching me with wide eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding me?” She let out an empty laugh while clenching her jaw tightly like it was about to break. “Camille, tell me you’re lying. Please, dear, tell me…” she shook me by the shoulders and her expression seemed like she was about to cry. I lowered my eyes, looking at my fidgeting fingers as anxiety was gripping me deep inside. I didn’t understand what to say or how to explain it to her. She had always seen me as strong and feisty, but that day I was breaking apart. Samuel was doing a good job of tearing my soul limb from limb. "Speak out, bitch!" Rika yelled, making me stare at her thunderous expression. She was furious at me. “I don’t know… it just happened. I never thought that he would make my intimate videos.” I mumbled, my throat constricted due to the heaviness in my chest. “How could that motherfucker do this?” She roared, and her face turned completely red. “I’ll kill tha
Present Camille “I can do it!” I gritted my teeth and rushed out. Removing a pair of undergarments and a nightdress from the wardrobe, I put them on, ignoring his scrutiny. Without speaking, he headed towards the door, but I called out. “Scott!” Guess what, I didn’t know why I called him. I saw Scott’s back rising and falling rapidly as his hands clenched tightly. Without speaking, we knew what we felt at that moment. As he spun around and hauled me into an intense kiss. I was struggling to breathe as he was bruising my mouth. The next moment, his body covered mine as he slammed me against the wall and kissed me hungrily. I kissed him back with the same hunger and need. As much as he needs me, I need him. Scott paused suddenly, breathing hard in my mouth and avoiding my gaze. His face and muscles tensed in pain. We stood like that for a moment before I spoke. “Get off me!” With a furious expression on his face, he snapped his eyes at me. Almost wrathfully, he clenched his jaw
PastCamille I was getting ready for Maura’s birthday party. If Scott hadn’t insisted I attend, I would have chosen not to attend. My blue bodycon dress and off-shoulder top hugged my body beautifully. To make myself look glamorous, I curled half of my hair and put on make-up. Hey, guess what it worked out and made me look like a different person as I had never tried on short dresses and make-up before. “You look so pretty.” My heart pounded when Scott’s voice buzzed in my ears as I turned around to look at him. He was leaning against the wall, staring at me with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked gorgeous in his light grey tuxedo and his hair was messy and damp due to the shower. Maura was a lucky girl who had such a sweet and handsome boyfriend. I wish he were mine. “Umm…thank you.” I blushed hard when his eyes scanned my body up and down. He had never looked at me like this before. “Trust me, I did…” he said, and I frowned as if he had heard my inside voice. “What?” H
Past Camille Humiliation burned my cheeks as I stood naked in front of Samuel. Sneering, he stared at my body from head to toe. “Your body is changing.” He frowned, stepping forward and stroking my breast gently with the back of his hand. I gritted my teeth and pushed his hand away. “Don’t touch me!” I warned him.“Oh dear, I can’t live without you. You feel like my breath, my oxygen, my heart, and my fucking everything.” He reached out to grab my forearm. “I fucking love you. Do you get it? I love you so much. I’m scared to death. What I’ve done to you is not called rape, but lovemaking. I always wanted to make you happy.”I cringed in disgust. “Asshole, you always force me,” I growled while punching his chest. “Get off me now and let me go.” “No!” he pleaded. “Stay with me, please.”“Samuel, let go of me if you don’t want to get into jail.” “Please, Cami,” he begged, and for a moment, I felt pity for him, but then I realized he was a rapist, so I pushed him away from me. “I beg
PresentCamille “Wouldn’t it be nice to celebrate your birthday?” I asked while looking across the empty restaurant that Conan had booked for the two of us. “I’m celebrating my birthday with a very special person.” He smiled and my heart warmed. “And what about your family?” “I don’t give a damn about my family, so please don’t bring them up. I don’t want to ruin this beautiful moment.” I frowned. “Is everything alright between you and your father?” “He is as good as gold.” He winked as he poured wine into two glasses. “You seem a bit upset.”“Had Scott stayed with you the entire night?” he asked in a demanding way. My eyebrows snapped as I tried to maintain a cool demeanor despite being nervous. Because I hated to see him hurt, I didn’t want to tell him the truth. “Conan…” I mumbled. “Is it yes?” He sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “He stayed with you last night, I know. If it wasn’t such an obvious matter to discuss, I would stop talking about it. Scott is abo
Present Camille “Where were you last night?” Kat asked knowingly. “I’m glad she had a good time with Conan Arthur.” Archie winked at me, which caused me a smile.Maura and Scott would be there any minute now, so I stepped into the kitchen to bring the food trolley. Yesterday I spent my entire day with Conan Arthur, forgetting that Scott was waiting for me in my bedroom. When I woke up in the morning, his place was empty. I felt a twinge in my heart when I found he didn’t leave a message and left me like that. I wondered why. In the past few hours, I spent my time making lunch for Maura and Scott. I made buffalo wings, apple pie, lobster rolls, and cobb salad. Maura had ordered a couple of more things, but I chose to ignore them since I did not know how to cook them. I heard Archie telling Kat that Maura would take me shopping. Her wedding shopping?After pushing the food trolley into the dining room, I started placing dishes on the table one by one. Archie and Ka
Present CamilleMaura kept blabbering but Scott seemed disinterested. He drove quietly. A couple of times I caught him staring at me. I wondered what he was thinking while looking at me. Muara was the goddess of sexiness as she sat gracefully and talked elegantly. And there I sat clumsily, my fingers fidgeting in nervousness. I realized Scott made my heart skip a beat with his hawk-like eyes. I wanted him to say something that would hurt me. His silence was suffocating me. I noticed he was gripping the steering wheel as if he was about to snap it. He is mad at me. But why?He has no right to be upset with my relationship. It’s not like I’m his girlfriend. He is getting married, Camille. Why do you keep thinking about that bastard? I scolded myself and focused my eyes out of the window.“Have you checked out my new lingerie?” Maura asked with excitement. “Yeah, it’s cool,” Scott said blankly. “I’ll launch it this autumn.”“You can also wear it on our wedding night,” Scott sugges
CamilleI closed my eyes when Colette entered my office. I plastered a smile though my insides were shaking. What if Scott recognizes his daughter? A shiver passed down my spine when I glanced at Scott. He was staring at me with a calm and composed expression as if he knew everything about me. Didn't he feel shocked to see Colette? Why was he so silent and controlled? Why didn't he show some emotion? That Scott looked even more dangerous to me. "Who is she?" The director asked with a smile. "She is my daughter," I replied. My voice was surprisingly stiff. "Jesus Christ, do you have a daughter?" The old man blurted out in shock. "Yeah…" I got up from my seat, sauntered to Colette, and kneeled to reach her small height, whispering, "What are you doing here, honey? Didn't your dad tell you mum was busy?" "I just want to meet him." She grinned while pointing to Scott and my chest tightened with terror. "You should not have been here, Col," I gritted my teeth out, which made her eyes
he managed to get our producer to agree with him.” “Shit! That’s bad news, I'm not prepared yet.” “You should always be prepared for the worst, Cami,” Conan said firmly. “I know…” I slumped against the seat lazily. “But still…” “You have an hour to prepare yourself.” He glanced at his watch. “I’ll be right back in a few minutes.” “Conan, stay with me.” “I’ll be there in a few minutes, girl. I have got something to deal with first.” After an hour,"He's here, Cami," Conan whispered in my ear, making my heart throb uncomfortably. I felt my hands were clammy and my breathing was uneven due to nervousness. Four years had passed since I last saw him. There was a time when he was the man of my dreams, and there had been a time when he had become my nightmare. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Four years ago, he humiliated me in front of the entire world by throwing me out of his life. He treated me like dirt in his shoes. He wounded my heart and hurt my soul. I would never fo
ScottI was looking at the ceiling and thinking about the little girl I met in the morning. She was the most divine creature I had ever met before. I wanted to see her again so I decided to visit that park again. I was regretting not following her. I should have been to her home and met her mother. I was curious about her mother but I didn’t know why. I had never thought I would be attached to a child. I had always wanted to have babies since the day I met Camille. I accidentally heard her say she liked toddlers. I was disappointed when I found out she was pregnant with my brother’s child, and when she decided to abort her unborn baby, I got angry with her. But when I had decided our future before my brother ended everything. The door of my private elevator slid open and footsteps echoed in the living room. I wondered who had come into my penthouse at that time. I got out of bed and snatched my t-shirt before pulling it over my head. Stepping out, I found Rika standing with an amused
Scott“Scott!” “Scott!”“Scott!”I heard someone call my name loudly. I turned around and pressed a pillow against my ears, groaning. "Stay the hell away!” “Wake up, bastard!” I felt her violently shake my shoulder. “Did you have sex last night?” My eyes popped out in shock as she spoke out. My attention was drawn to Rika, who looked over me with an expression of annoyance. “You have sex here last night.”“Are you crazy?” I exclaimed, sat down, and scanned myself, but then I froze. The only thing I had on was my briefs. “What the fuck is that?” “Exactly, what the fuck is that, asshole? Your sex pictures have been viral across the country.”“What are you talking about?” I asked with my clenched teeth. “I was having a drink and then…” I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. “Then what...?” She crossed her arms over her chest and gazed at me like she believed I had sex last night. “You brought a chick here and fucked her the entire night.”“Shut up, Rika. And don’t talk abo
Camille I watched him on the monitor. “Scott Martinez…” I whispered to myself, leaning against my chair and smirking. “You’re trapped, darling and you haven’t realized it yet.” My heart skipped a beat when Scott grasped Rika’s arm firmly and ripped her away from the waitress she had been sticking with. I hated to see her get hurt. She woke up from a coma four years ago and I found it from my sister Natalie. I had been longing to meet her for years. It took all my strength to stop myself from approaching her. I knew I wouldn't stop myself from pouring out all my feelings once I met her. I would end up telling her everything and put an end to my plans of revenge. I would never get my revenge if I got closer to Rika and my family. I zoomed in on the screen when I saw a girl clinging to Scott’s arm. She was unrecognizable to me. She didn’t look like Maura. I waited for her to pull herself back. Rika tried to tear her away from him but she didn’t budge from her place and stayed closer t
Scott “How am I looking?” Rika chirped while appearing out of nowhere. I frowned at her metallic bodycon dress which fitted her hourglass figure like a second skin. “Awful, change it immediately,” I spoke sharply and turned around to see myself in a mirror and buttoned up my handcuffs. “How dare you?” Her nostril flared in fury. “Awful? How could you call me that, jakas.” I turned around to stare into her eyes. "We're not going to a nightclub, so wear something sensible. I don't usually judge women by their dressing sense or fashion style but this needs to be changed, Rika. You're playing the role of my secretary. If the media spots us together and with you, in this attire, they will certainly make a fuss about it. I am not craving attention at this moment. My wife already has done a good job making my name infamous across the world." "Okay, fine. I'm changing it," she hissed and stormed out of my room. She punched the elevator button, the door dinged open before she stepped insi
Scott"Everything is ready, sir," Amos informed me. "Thanks, Amos." I smiled guiltily at him. "And sorry for the other day." "I don't mind your words, son," he replied with a fatherly smile. "I know what you have been through these last four years. At least you're feeling something after a long period." "But still you didn't deserve my harsh words, did you? I was being mean to you. You care about me so much more than I deserve, Amos. I like that I have someone who is taking care of me, but it also makes me feel vulnerable. It makes me feel weak and needy." "No, son, you are not weak. You are a tough nut to crack." He laughed and handed me the car keys. "Today is my wife's anniversary so I won't be able to come with you.""Come on, Amos, you don't have to. You can take as many days off as you need." "Thanks." He smiled one last time before leaving. I was getting ready for my business trip to the UK. I must visit Arthur Group's company before signing a contract. I did not believe
ScottI walked out of my office. My employees greeted me with warm smiles as I walked down the hallway and headed toward the conference hall. I had my international studio where I spent most of my time. As soon as I entered the conference hall my team stood up in respect. "Good morning, sir," the manager said with a polite smile. "Please be seated all of you." I nodded and took my seat. "So let's get started." Mr. Arthur said who was my most trustable partner so far. "I have an offer for you, Mr. Martinez. A film-producing company from the UK wants to work with us. What thrilled me was that this company is part of the Arthur group, and they are offering you the role of their male lead in their next movie. Would you like to work with them?" "Do they know how much I charge for a movie?" I asked while leaning against the chair and looking into his eyes. "They do, I guess." Arthur hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I think we should not let this opportunity pass, sir. I have
Camille“Col…” I screamed out in fear when she rushed toward the door. "Oh my God!" I slapped my hand against my chest, feeling my throbbing heartbeat under my palm. “How many times do I have to tell you not to rush, honey?" “Conan is here,” she mumbled, jumping to hold the door knob. “Please open the door, Mum.” As I approached her, I sighed and glared at her. My heart instantly melted when I saw my four year old’s smile. I never thought I would be blessed with such an adorable baby girl. I had endured a lot of hardship while she was in my womb. If Conan was not there for me I might have lost my second baby also. Our plane crashed while I was a few months pregnant. I had suffered from internal bleeding. It was Conan who saved my life by donating his blood. I still remembered the days when I was in bed, gazing at him with my blank expression. I thought I had lost my Colette and I would never see her again. However, Conan placed his warm hand on mine and gave me a smile and told me m