Chapter 4

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As his eyes were fixed on me, Scott commanded his crew, “Stop shooting and get out!” I squirmed when he growled at me. “What are you willing to do, Miss Davidson?”

 

"Baby..." Maura said and he turned his head to look at her. “Do you want me to leave?”

 

“No, stay.” 

 

I straightened up when Scott moved away from me and got dressed. “What are you willing to do, Miss Davidson?” he shouted and I jolted. 

 

With a raspy voice, I replied, "I’m willing to do anything, Mr. Martinez?”

 

“What do you want her to do, Maura?” he asked his fiancee as his tone softened. 

 

She gazed at me with a dark look in her eyes as she walked over to Scott. "I'll teach that ugly rat a good lesson. She made us suffer. She took advantage of us, and we'll return the favor."

 

“You are free to do whatever you like with her, but don't let her come near me because she makes me feel sick.”

 

"She will work for me," Maura announced, and I became tense when a sneer spread across her lips. 

 

When they finalized the deal, I whispered, "My brother is in a coma. I need money to save his life.”

 

The smirk on Scott's face was evident in how much he was enjoying my pain. “Mind begging on my feet?”

 

“Scott...!” Archie yelled, clenching his fists. 

 

“Beg!” Scott barked and I dropped to my knees. “Good.”

 

“I…” my lips trembled as I refrained from breaking into tears. “I beg for your mercy.”

 

Scott yanked me up by my hair, glaring at me furiously. His breath was raspy and his chest heaved with rage. “Let your brother die, Camille Davidson." 

 

My eyes widened as I screamed out, "No!" 

 

"Scott!" Archie growled. "You can't do…" 

 

"Shut up!" Scott snapped and turned to Maura. "She'll work for you for a day…" He pointed to me. "We'll save her brother only if she meets your expectations and if she fails her brother will die." 

 

"I don't have a day!" I protested angrily. 

 

"Then choose another path, sweetheart. You're on the wrong path." 

 

"You've blocked all my paths!" I cried out. "Where am I supposed to go?" 

 

Scott stared into my eyes for a few beats before speaking out, "I'm willing to pay for your brother's treatment but only under one condition." He stepped up to me, looking me down. 

 

"What's the condition?" I asked, puzzled. 

 

"You'll have to sell your entire life to me," he said and I frowned. "You'll serve my wife-to-be for the rest of your life as her servant. You will do whatever she'll ask of you. You caused her suffering, now it's your turn to be suffering." I suddenly found myself holding back tears as he bent his head toward me. "Will you sell yourself, Miss Davidson?"

 

"Am I allowed to get married?" I whispered and his jaw twitched. 

 

"No one will marry you," he snapped. "No one's gonna marry you." 

 

"I've always wanted to have my own family." I swallowed and he paused briefly when tears fell from my eyes. His gaze followed the drops that ran down my cheeks. "You can't take my life away  from me." 

 

"I promised Samuel that I would snatch your life, Camille. I would make you pay for what you did to me…" He pointed to Maura. "To her...and my family." 

 

I wiped my tears away, looking into his eyes fearlessly. "Fine, I'm ready to sell myself if that's what you want from me." 

 

Scott smirked as he straightened himself up. "Good for you." 

 

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I stared at my brother as he was lying motionless on the bed and several machines were attaching his pale body. Seeing him like that reminded me of our father's condition. How did he die and how desperate he was to leave us? I couldn't stop my tears as they kept pouring down my eyes. My mother told me to be strong enough to take care of my siblings. But I had lost every game. 

 

The doctor said his condition was stable but it took him a couple of days to regain consciousness. And I was waiting for the day to see him safe and sound. 

 

"How did you manage money?" Natalie whispered next to me, taking hold of my hand softly. I quickly brushed away her touch which made me feel worthless. I was nothing in front of her eyes. "I'm sorry for that day." 

 

"It's okay." I forced a smile. 

 

"Now tell me why did Scott help us?" 

 

"Because I did what he asked me to do." 

 

"And what did he ask you?" She asked quietly. 

 

"He filmed my intimate scenes." 

 

Suddenly, her grip loosened around my hand as she watched me in shock. "Are you serious?" She exclaimed. 

 

"Yes."

 

"I mean what you have been looking like while giving your intimate scene. You must have looked weird." She laughed and I frowned. "I would have been better than you if he asked me to do it." 

 

"Since when have you become selfish, Nati? You've never been like that." 

 

"I'm not selfish. I've just reminded you of your duties. You would never save Clarence If I didn't force you." 

 

"I've saved him even if you didn't say those mean words!" I growled and she was startled by my sudden outburst.  

 

"Camille…" Natalie gasped. "What's wrong?" 

 

I closed my eyes briefly, taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down. After a while, I grabbed her hand and placed it on mine giving her a soft squeeze. "From now on, you'll never see me again." 

 

And her eyes popped out as she exclaimed, "What do you mean by that!" The first time, I saw the fear of losing me in her eyes. "Cami, you knew it I didn't mean that…" suddenly her eyes filled with tears. 

 

"Relax, I'm not dying," I laughed as she started to cry like a baby. "I just found a new job." 

 

"What job?" 

 

"I'll serve Maura for the rest of my life." 

 

Her jaw dropped as her eyes went even rounder. "What!" She gasped incredulously.  

 

"Better than death," I whispered with a forced smile, looking at Clarence. 

 

My heart warmed when Natalie flung into my arms and burst into tears on my shoulder. "I really didn't mean to hurt you, Cami…" she sobbed. "It was Scott who brainwashed me… he told me how you killed his brother…" 

 

My hands clenched into fists. "Where did you meet him?" 

 

"At the same bar where I used to work." 

 

I sighed in despair."I will never forgive myself if anything happens to Clarence. It is better to enslave Maura than to lose my brother." I cupped the back of her head. "Just take care of Caden, he is little." 

 

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Swallowing hard I pushed the door open and walked inside, looking across the huge hall. "Maura…" I called out her name and frowned when she didn't appear. She had texted me this address to meet her. It was a huge beachfront mansion gifted by her dear fiancé, Scott Martinez. "Maura…!" 

 

"Scott…!" I jumped back when Maura cried out. Tensed, I paced in the hall and headed toward the room. "Oh.." 

 

I paused when she moaned harder. The door was ajar, I peeped through it and retreated my step. Maura's and Scott's bodies pressed against each other and caked in sweat. Their movement was slow and graceful. Maura was lying on her stomach, clutching sheets in her hands while Scott was taking her from behind. 

 

Scott's hair was plastered against his head and sweat was dripping from his muscular body. Clenching his jaw he pumped into her harder, causing the entire bed to shake violently. His every thrust was harsh and rough. He looked furious.

 

"Oh, Scott…" Maura cried out in pleasure and Scott sighed. He leaned over her before kissing her neck tenderly. 

 

"Cut! Cut! Cut!" Suddenly, all the lights turned on and people gathered around their beds. "Brilliant!" A middle-aged man approached their bed and handed them towels. 

 

When I saw lights and cameras, I realized shooting was going on. 

 

Scott got off the bed, grabbed his shirt, and wiped his sweat with a towel. Maura quickly wrapped the sheet around her body and a satisfied smile spread across her lips. 

 

Suddenly, Scott's eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched when he noticed me. He flung a towel on the bed and charged at me. His face was red and sweaty as he came near me. "Are you ready to get ruined, sweetheart?" 

 

My chin trembled as I attempted to retort to him back, "I'm already ruined, Mr. Martinez." 

 

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