My New Step-dad Is My Baby Daddy

Camilla’s POV I felt so burdened in my heart that I suspended going back to my hotel room which I intended to, rather I went to the bar. I took a seat and ordered three bottles of alcohol. I didn't regard the fact that I haven't taken alcohol in public before, all those values meant nothing to me now that my world was crashing, not even the fact that I'm a CEO and have to abide by ethics. I drank them all and was feeling a bit strange. I couldn't perfectly understand my body but I would say I felt like having sex, anything which would calm down this ravaging tempest in me a bit. I thought of what to do then I remembered I had a Tinder account a few years ago before I began dating Peter and eventually married him. The password was quite easy, I used my initials, I could still remember this. So I decided to revisit it. I searched for matches. What I knew was that I wasn't the only person looking for someone to hook up with at this moment, some lonely or horny man might also be lookin

Camilla’s POV THREE YEARS LATER My mom who got divorced a few months after finding out I'm pregnant from my reckless sex with that stranger in Venice is getting married but I'm still a single mother. My son, Carlos is three years old and was raised by me. Since our family is really conservative, the social media isn't aware of my divorce with my ex-husband, Peter, neither do they know that he's now with my twin sister in Venice. That's the joy of coming from a conservative family where everything is shielded from the prying eyes of the public. So far, I've learnt to keep my personal life from the internet, lest having a son from a one-night stand would have created a big scandal which would drastically affect my company and my career as a CEO. I'm glad as well that I was able to retrieve all my money from the joint account and Peter left without a dime. Good for him! Thanks to my divorce lawyer!I don't give a fuck of how he and Bella are faring over there in Venice. I haven't hea

Camilla’s POV I was the one driving together. My black Bugatti was ready and I just got inside waiting for Emilio who soon arrived in a pair of black joggers and yellow hoodies with a nice new model of Air Jordan. My eyes ran down his dressing, then back to his face. “Good morning, Emilio.” I greeted, flinching my face away. “Are you coming to the company dressed like this? You should be on corporate.” “Good morning, Camil.” My nerves stiffened. What did he just call me? I didn't turn but pretended not to hear this part. His response was left hanging, one thing that would have caused me turning but I resisted the temptation. “Alright, let's go.” My eyes focused on the way before me, I could sense his lingering gaze on me but it was my duty not to succumb to the pressure of looking at him.Throughout the short journey, silence engulfed between both of us and I liked it. I didn't want him asking me any questions or saying something that would make me uncomfortable. We arrived at

Camilla’s POV “What's your problem?” I lashed out as I opened the door. He stumbled, hitting on me and we both fell on the ground, his hands placed on my sides. I was even thinking of pushing them away only to realize that they were touching my bare ass. “Huh?” My widened, darkened eyes descended on him, I tried to push him off, but then the hands extended now. It was getting worse, I tried to remember how he got to pull my trousers by mistake then I recalled that I'd loosened my trousers’ robe since I wanted to sit and relax. Hearing the alert on the door, I didn't care to check myself even when I thought it was the Princess. It got worse when I wore string pants today. I always knew that he wanted to seduce me but this very moment, he was taking his seduction to a higher level by trailing his fingers down to my clit. “Gosh!!!” This word popped out from my lips before I could even realize it. “Are you fucking me here like this?” My voice which had been hoarse and daring turned u

Camilla’s POV “Heyyy sis, it's me.” It was Sarah. “Gosh! You scared me.” I whispered. “What are you doing here?” “I thought as much that you would want to sneak in.”Ever an FBI Agent. “True. I want to sneak in after getting into an argument with Emilio at the office. Let me go, I don't want anyone to know when I came back.” There were footsteps approaching and I knew I had to quickly go away. “Please don't tell anyone I'm here.” I said to her and she nodded. Dashing off to the side, I opened the door of my room and got in, closing it slowly behind me. Now my room is linked with my son’s, everything we needed was right inside. I had a semi-kitchen here, apart from the general one, toilet, bathroom. My refrigerators were stuffed with several foodstuffs, snacks and drinks, even already cooked food. Nancy was in charge of making sure all these are available, her job didn't stop at taking care of Carlos only but I. I greeted her upon going over to my son’s room. “Thanks for taking c