As they got inside the vehicle, the weather suddenly changed. Thunder began to rumble, and rain began to fall. Rain is said to bring good fortune.
Is God wishing me a good fortune? Camila thought to herself.
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As the vehicle began to move, she smiled. She was sitting in the backseat with Liam curled up on her lap while he slept. She moved his head forward gently, using her chest to establish balance for the little boy. She smiled at her naivety as she watched Liam sleep, then turned to face the outside world and sighed angrily. She would never have dreamed she'd be this foolish. When she reflected on her life over the last six months, she had always considered herself to be reputable. She got married to acquire a job, but she still hasn't found one. She is now responsible for a 4-year-old kid. All of these things were not imposed on her; she chose them. She has only herself to blame. Nobody compelled her to live this life. She began to worry whether she would ever find work. She heard the driver's voice while she was deep in meditation.
"We have arrived." Two men raced to her aid, and one of them grabbed Liam with him. It was pouring outside as they went inside. The house was so large that it was easy to get lost. It was nearly dinnertime. Camila remained standing while everyone else sat down at the dinner table.
"Where is my room?" she questioned, looking across at Christoper. She questioned, peering at Christopher without moving her gaze. He returned her gaze as if they were in a stare-down.
"Mary, please escort my wife to our bedroom." Camila's face was expressionless; even though she didn't enjoy the notion of the two sharing a bedroom, she wasn't going to give him any cause to believe she was just some little girl. He was free to go anywhere he pleased.
"Mary, lead the way." She said, as she entered the room and immediately had a shower before crawling into bed and falling asleep.
Having finished dinner, Christopher entered his bedroom and saw Camila sleeping soundly.
"So I married this chick, and now I'm sharing a bed with her," he said suddenly, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips. He sneered as he glanced at his ring. He walked into the bathroom, had a shower, and then slid into bed. He was ready to lie down when he saw Camila wearing his shirt. His expression stiffened.
What was she doing wearing my shirt? He thought.
Then it dawned on him that she hadn't brought any clothing. After turning out the light, he went to bed. Cammy was not in bed with him when he awoke the following morning. She had gotten up before him. He was astonished since he assumed he was an early bird. He headed to the shower, dressed, and walked down the stairs. Camila was preparing breakfast with Mary's assistance.
"Mary, why is my wife making breakfast?" Camila responded before Mary could.
"I told her I'd prepare breakfast today unless you have any objections, Mr. Grayson."
"Certainly not, Mrs. Grayston." He said with a smirk, waiting for her to prepare trash so that he could humiliate her.
"All right, have a seat, breakfast is ready,” she looked up and yelled, “Breakfast is ready, Mi Cielito!"
"Coming!" The little boy responded and rushed to grab a seat. Christopher couldn't help but notice his son's joy. He hadn't seen his son so pleased since he was a baby. Is it possible that he needed a mother?
Well, at least she's helpful to my kid, he thought to himself.
He watched as Camila fed Liam and how much he loved his meal. He took the first mouthful of my breakfast. Holy crap! She can cook. He couldn’t recall the last time he ate something that good. Even Mary couldn't compete with Camila's cooking, but he couldn’t say it out loud.
"It's time to go to school, little master." A voice came from outside.
"Would you mind waiting for me? I just want to change. I would like to take him to school every day, or at the very least show me the route to his school." Christopher watched as she ascended and followed her. When he walked into their bedroom, she was rummaging through his clothing, which he didn't mind.
"Why don't you let Robin take him to school, Camila? That is his responsibility."
"Stopher, it's my responsibility to drive him to school. I told him I would drive him to school every day. How do you think he'll react when I tell him I'm not going to take him to school?"
She unfastened her shirt, exposing her naked body in front of him, and she didn't seem to mind that someone was there with her. Christopher’s mouth fell open. She dressed in one of his t-shirts and track pants. Her hair was wrapped in a sloppy bun. She did all of this oblivious to the fact that Chris was standing there and she was speaking to him without even being humiliated that she was naked in front of a man. The man swallowed hard, but he knew better. He couldn't sleep with her since she was only a girl.
"Do you see what I mean? Oh, I'll need a car to send Liam off and pick him up every day." The man swallowed a ball of saliva and stared at the woman in front of him. She was just a child who didn’t even care. The clothes she was wearing were too big for her but she didn’t seem to mind.
"What kind of car do you prefer?"
Does it matter? "Anything as long as I can drop him off and pick him up daily.”
She shifted her gaze to me. “Stopher, I hope that is okay with you. Liam believes I'm his mother. Do you believe I should inform him that I am not? First and foremost, I wanted your opinion on this."
“So be it if he wants to refer to you as his mother. That's OK with me, so sedan, coup, sporty, truck, or SUV."
"SUV."
"You will receive your car today at mid-day," he sneered at the petite girl in front of him. She walked away. The man was still perplexed as to how she could strip nude in front of him and behave as if nothing happened. He grabbed his phone and dialed Robin, his assistant, and driver, to arrange for an SUV.
Perhaps I should work from home today. He thought.
~Camila’s POV~ I could see Liam was ecstatic that I was going to drop him off. I'm not sure what it's like to be a mother, but I'm going to do my best for this child. We exited the vehicle and I accompanied him to his class, and as soon as I got down to his level, he kissed me and gave me a high five. I kissed his brow and returned to the vehicle. I didn't know how to get back to my apartment to fetch my clothes, but I didn't need anything since I had just come to San Diego. I had a few items I needed to collect. "Robin, Are you busy today?" "Not at all, ma'am." "Thank God, I have a lot on my plate. Take me to Groove Road, number 65." "Of course, ma'am." I returned to my old flat, grabbed my clothes, and walked downstairs to meet Robin. I informed Robin we were heading to the mall and he ignited the vehicle. Liam didn't have toys like a typical child. His room was simple as if it belonged to an old person. I went to a toyshop and purchased toys and video games for Liam, as w
~Christopher’s POV~ Camille was the nicest gift I have given Liam after seeing how natural my little wife was with him. After leaving my study I went back to my room. Camila was standing by the window staring out the window while on a call when I opened the door. As the phone was on loudspeaker, I couldn't help but overhear her conversation with whoever she was speaking to. Does she even have privacy at all? I swear I regret asking Mary to accompany her to my room. The young lady is constantly nude. I swear I do not want to touch that little girl, yet my wife is intriguing to me. Perhaps I should suggest having a room of her own. "Ciao Lorenzo, Spero che tu abbia ricevuto il m ordine." She stated "Camila Mendoza, che bella sorpresa, sì, ho appena ricevuto il tuo ordine, dove sei stata?" said the guy at the other end of the phone line. "È una lunga storia, ma ora sono tornato in attività, puoi preparare il mio ordine tra 4 giorni?" She said, I'm still perplexed as to how my sma
~Christopher’s POV~ “What exactly am I doing here? Are you insane? Have you gone f*cking insane?” Her icy gaze turned to my hooker. I knew right away no f*cking for me tonight. “Hey, what’s your name?” She questioned. “Mia.” My hooker answered. “Get out of my house!” “Camila!” I yelled. “Shut the fuck up! You’re not going to disrespect me in this house, Stopher. Never, and I mean never, bring another woman to this house if you want to f*ck. There is a place called a hotel. Next time you want to have sex, go there. You’re not going to insult me in my home, Mr. Grayston!” I could see her chest rising and falling out of anger, then she continued, “Robin!” She yelled. With veins popping out of her skin. I swear if I go near her I might get a few slaps. “You’re calling Robin when you’re half-naked?” “Look who’s talking,” She pointed her index finger at me, “Listen here if the husband is unruly? What should the wife do? Stopher, I am your wife, and you will treat me with dignity. You
~ Henry’s POV~ I’m not clear why Mr. Grayston wants to see me, but it must be something important since the elderly man seldom calls or is ill. I got into my vehicle and drove to the Grayston family residence. The gentleman awaited my arrival in his study. Inside, I went. “You’re wondering why I summoned you here, but the reason is critical. I hate the life my grandson lives. While his father is terrified of him, I am not. His constant lifestyle is a disgrace to the family name. I am not proud of Chris’s lifestyle choices, however, he has succeeded in business. He fills me with pride. His revenues exceed those of our family-owned business combined. He is an obsessive worker. I like the way he conducts his companies, but I hate seeing him on the news every day. If he isn’t among prostitutes, he is around anybody who is fuckable. I’d like to introduce him to a woman his age. I have heard nothing about him on the news in weeks. It’s a nice thing, but I’m curious as to whether everything
~Camila’s POV~I went back home to send the orders after dropping Liam off at school. While watching the news as I was busy packing the boxes, I saw my whore of a husband coming out of a hotel. Reporters gathered outside to check whether the female he was with was still inside the suite. So I stopped what I was doing and waited for the woman to leave the suite. I can’t believe I am doing this. I need respect if I’m going to play the wife. But if he’s going to humiliate me every time he gets a chance, I’m going to embarrass him even more. I waited while tapping my right leg on the floor. The wait was getting excruciating. I rose and paced up and down the corridor before deciding to stay seated and wait. The hotel door then swung open. I grinned. Tina Sands. I admired her but didn’t believe she’d be content with a one-night stand. Is she also a hooker?“Rumour has it that Christopher Grayston is married?” one reporter inquired. “How do you feel about spending the night with a married ma
~Christopher’s POV~I was in my study, trying to figure out how Tina ended up in my bed. I just have one rule; never screw anybody except prostitutes. How on earth did I end up with that woman? I am really appalled. Models and celebs irritate me. They’re clinging, and I’m not a fan of clinginess. I told that scumbag woman I was married, yet she decided to oppose me. I couldn’t help but laugh at my foolishness.Now my little wife is threatening me. This is going to be fascinating. No matter how inebriated I am, I always remember how I took a female to my bed.Why can’t I recall anything about the woman with the fake breasts? What does my wife mean when she says, ‘she would fire back a million times?’ While I was contemplating, my study door burst open. Nobody walks into my office without knocking. My eyes jerked shut, and I turned to face the person who had dared to open my study in such a way. It was Robin. He seemed to have seen a ghost.“Sir, the... the... the... the...” He comb
A large, muscular, strong guy stepped through the door as it banged shut. Camila turned to see who would walk into her office without knocking. Even though Liam normally knocks. “Are you so accustomed to prostitution that you don’t even dress up when you’re at home?” Camila was a tenacious lady. She feigned as if she hadn’t heard him say anything. She gave him a big grin. Camila had never grinned that broadly before. “What a lovely surprise, Stopher. What exactly are you doing in my office?” Chris couldn’t believe what he was seeing in front of him. His expression became solemn. “Where did you go today?” Camila was taken aback by the guy in front of her. He has never asked about her whereabouts in all the months they have been together. Why was he asking her today? “Since when, Mr. Grayston, have we started asking each other such questions? How is my whereabouts significant to you?” His demeanor turned to one of frigid coldness right in front of her. Camila’s neck was forcibly st
~Christopher’s POV~ Despite the fact that I bought out Cooper's cooperation from our family business, Mark and I have always been friends and Cooper's cooperation still bid their business ideas to my company, including our family business. I don’t work for my family business. I established my own company years back and, to my surprise, my company is doing better than our family business. One of the reasons I am still grandfather’s favorite, and of course, the old man wants me to run Grayston and family, but I have no interest in working for anyone or for the family business, even though I am the major shareholder of our family business. Mark was giving a presentation when I felt a hand on my pants. The force applied by the hand made it difficult for me to move. After a while, I felt warm breath brushing against my shaft and that alone made my shaft curl up. I felt a mouth on my shaft and the person under the table sucked my cock into the moon. I felt like I was in paradise. I’m not
“Mom, you don’t have to do this just because he said so. I am your son; yes, I have been a victim of my father’s assaults so many times, but I cannot sleep with you. You birthed me.” The woman sat on top of the bed, crying. She felt empty. She didn’t know what she was going to do. She had been forced into this lifestyle, but she never wanted it. Her son wiped her tears and then covered her.“You know he’s going to punish us if he finds out nothing happened in this room.” The woman said this as tears streamed down her cheeks. She didn’t want to be called all sorts of names. Her husband sent her to sleep with another man, and when he discovered she was pregnant, it was a gain for him. But something died inside her that day.I met with someone who can help us. She is kind; she knows I am a Grayston." The woman’s eyes shot open as she turned her focus to that of her son. “I have been giving her information. All she wants is to meet with you and that you go and testify about father’s wrong
When the man learned that Camila had managed to escape, he sighed with disgust and let out a long sigh. The moment he set eyes on the little girl, he had an instantaneous intuition that she was going to be his downfall. Even though she looked youthful, there was no mistaking the fact that she was not someone to be pushed around. He then turned his attention to the woman sitting on the seat next to him and spat on her.“You were given a simple job. A ridiculously easy task: to fuck Chris till he loses his mind, just like you did the first time you met him, but you failed! “As a display of his annoyance, he spat on the floor while simultaneously throwing a glass on the ground and breaking it. “Do you know how that could expose all of us? Do you have any idea what’s actually at stake here? If you had been good at fucking that boy’s brains out, we wouldn’t be here.” “Mr. Grayston is right, Carmen; what went wrong?” The question was posed by Mr. Cooper to his daughter because he, like th
Christopher Grayston was tired. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so drained. A wife, carrying a child who might be his brother. He was so drunk, and now he had to call Henry to come and check on her since she had fainted. He chuckled to himself. The last time he was this tired, he was probably in his early twenties and had consumed copious amounts of liquor in a Bourbon Street nightclub. He looked at Claudia and thought, “I really don’t have the energy.”He pulled up his phone and called one of his best friends, Henry, to come to his house. Henry was a family doctor, so he was always a phone call away. When Henry arrived, he checked on the woman and told Chris it was just a panic attack and she was going to be fine. Chris looked at the sleeping woman and then at Henry. A tear slipped from his eye, which made Henry wonder why his rude, arrogant friend was crying.“What’s going on, man?”“She’s been fucking Joshua. All this time, I didn’t know. She tricked me; all of this wa
“Well, well, well. Would you look at that? My brother in flash!” Joshua laughed. “You know what’s funny, Chris? What’s funny is that I still fuck her, and yet she’s married to you.” Chris was unable to control his rage; he did not realize when his clenched fists made contact with Joshua’s jaws. His anger was uncontrollable. He tried to control it, but Joshua kept pushing him to his limit.Joshua continued while coughing up blood and asked, “What, did you think that if you married her, she would forget all about me?” Chris had the intention of throwing another punch, but then he turned around and saw that people were still dancing and that no one was paying attention to them.However, if he continues to attack his brother, people may start paying attention to them instead. “You are such a loser; I fucked her even yesterday; she is mine, big cock or not; she left all that big tool for my small one, you know why? What Claudia and I had was real love, and you just couldn’t stand that. You
Chris had the impression that someone had poured a bucket of ice-cold water over him, which soaked him thoroughly and robbed him of all his strength. Leaving him with a lot of unanswered questions. Questions that could only be answered by his wife. Since Joshua was the first to introduce Claudia to the family, his brother doesn’t believe he didn’t know she was his woman. But the fact of the matter is that Chris wasn’t there, and he was also clueless that his grandfather disapproved of their relationship. Now, not only does he have to deal with a burden, but also a pregnant wife who is almost certainly plotting something. The question that his grandfather had asked him was still running through his thoughts and mind at the same time: “Are you sure it’s yours? Chris, I’m sorry, but I don’t believe a word that comes from that woman you call your wife.” “Am I sure?” He muttered to himself incoherently. He was a disaster in human form. His life had been carefree, and he had never been th
Flashback Christopher Grayston has never been one to settle for less than what he deserves, as evidenced by the fact that he is capable of snagging any lady he desires. He couldn’t take his eyes off the lovely woman who was sound asleep next to him. He couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as he thought about how, throughout his life, women had always been vying for his attention, but he had never been the object of a woman’s ardent affection. He had always treated those who hurled themselves at him with disdain. There was something strange about her that he needed to find out, and he needed to find out as soon as possible. For some reason, he felt like the intimacy might cost him so much. Sure, the woman was a good fuck, but nothing was more important to him than building his own empire. Not even a woman. He was the boss. No one in San Diego challenged him. Especially not a woman. But the woman in his hotel suite right now had approached him and initiated sex. She certainly gave o
As Claudia stood by the window of her hotel room, taking in the fresh air of the new country, a breeze of clean air blew through the space. The hotel exuded a heavenly aroma and had a taste that was reminiscent of luxury. The very same luxury that she is clearly trying to acquire by courting the haughty billionaire.The curving location was surrounded on all sides by tall evergreens and aspens that rustled in the breeze. Each sprig of greenery was pointed in the direction of her room. The thought of starting over was very appealing to Claudia. A new beginning with the younger brother rather than the one who is the eldest. She remained motionless by the pane of glass as she looked around desperately for the man. After what seemed like an eternity, she found the person she was looking for, and she smiled broadly as she did so while humming an upbeat tune. After that, she looked off into the distance. One could say that the hotel had a siren because there were no signs of thunder boomer
Flashback 2 There was absolutely no way that Joshua would have put a woman ahead of what he had labored so hard to achieve. Although he loved Claudia, he did not love her enough to risk his job as CEO for her. He dialed Claudia’s number on his phone, and she answered almost as soon as he did, giving the impression that she had been waiting for his call. The man had just started breathing on the other side of the line. How should one break the news to a woman to whom one has just proposed that one has prioritized one’s career over the other? He expelled a long sigh before beginning to speak. Joshua: It is necessary that we meet.Claudia: Time and place.Joshua: I will text you. Joshua ended the call, texted the woman the location where they needed to meet, and then left almost instantly. When he arrived at the restaurant, all the tables were taken, and it looked like there was a party for a prima donna. When Claudia arrived, she looked gorgeous, but he had to prioritize his work bec
Flashback part 1 A man stood on the balcony and watched as his eldest son brought home a woman, or rather, a girl, that he had been sleeping with for the past years, to his family house. Not to mention that the lady in question just had the steamiest night with him last night. As she smiled innocently, he was convinced she would win the heart of his eldest son. “Just as planned.” He muttered to himself as he walked away from the balcony, holding a cup of coffee. “Honey, Joshua just came back home with a girl. He never brought a girl home; that’s new from him, don’t you think?” The man looked at his annoyingly talkative wife and didn’t answer. The woman was used to his cold way; she then carried on, “Do you think father and mother would approve of the girl Joshua brought home?” She asked as she hugged him from the back. “It doesn’t matter if Father approves or not. If Joshua loves the girl in question, he can go ahead and marry her.” The man said as he broke free from the woman’s em