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11. Boyfriend. Ex... boyfriend
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CAMILLE I didn't expect Matteo to agree. I had actually just asked with the intention he would refuse. So when Vito said he agreed, it was quite a shock. Just what kind of person was he anyways? The drive back home was a quiet one as I fixed my gaze out the window, watching for any familiar face that may be lurking around just lying in wait for me. Vito stepped out of the car with me. "I'm not letting you out of my sight so don't even think to try anything funny." I wouldn't even dare. The minute I turned my back to run, he would whip out a gun so fast and take me out. I guess that should be tempting enough to make me flee. Death. I've never feared it, but dying painfully and slowly would be unfair. I wanted the easy way out. "Okay," he followed me up the stairs and stood outside by the door, guarding as I walked in. The whole place was a mess, scattered like the previous night. I heaved a sigh in my own space. The absence of my father was mentally reliving for a little while unt
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MATTEO It just had to be that cry face that had Vito going against my order. Standing before an almost trembling Camille, her wet eyes looked up to me and I saw relief. The tension eased out of her shoulders and I saw her actively searching my eyes. Each breath she took only calmed her down and I wondered the fuck why.How stupid was she to trust anything that looked like a hero? I bet in her little brainless head, she thought of me as her guardian angel.Well news flash! God wouldn't hire me after all the things I'd done to his precious humans. He'd send the devil after me instead and looking at her now, I was convinced he already did."Vito, get the car ready." She gasped, blinking confused at the sound of my voice. Her chest heaved and I caught movements happening beside her.The boy, whoever he was, reached for her hand to hold for whatever reason. I grabbed her hand and yanked her towards me, lifting my eyes just in time to meet his shocked gaze."Yes, boss."He had a boyish cha
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Run, Camille, Run 15. A wife
CAMILLEThe car pulled over at the parking lot and he got down first, striding in like he didn't just drop more than ten dead bodies in the blink of an eye. How did he sleep at night?I stepped down from the car with my backpack over one shoulder and his words still playing in the back of my mind. When he had said that, I had no words. I could only hide my face and look away.The embarrassment was clearly on my face. Jacob and I had nothing but a platonic relationship even though everyone seemed to believe we were an item.Even his girlfriend was suspicious of us and she hated our friendship. They always said a man and a woman could never be just friends and in a way they were wrong… right but wrong.Did I know Jacob had a bit of feelings for me? Yes. It was strange at first. He was a cute guy and I was just… plain old me. Sure I got a few stares and was hit on a lot, it was just different with Jacob.He saw me. Not just as something to bang but I knew at some point before we develop
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CAMILLE I woke up to the ache first-- sharp and throbbing, running along my spine and settling heavy on my lower back. I tried to move but my neck groaned in protest, my legs felt cramped like they'd been twisted into unnatural positions. Just what did I do to myself? "Camille," the soft voice called again and I realized that was what woke me up. I opened my eyes to the bright room but her kind face smiled at me with concern and pity. "Oh dear, why didn't you go upstairs to your room?" I groaned as I pushed myself up, my joints screaming in protest. I was sore all over and something told me it wasn't just for falling asleep on the couch. I really pushed myself to my limit yesterday. "I didn't realise," that groggy voice didn't sound like me. I cleared my throat a few times, my eyes adjusting to the sunlight; too bright, too sharp. "What time is it?" Her eyes crinkled with a smile before she said, "As the boss would say, it's time to go to work." Shit! That's right. Just because
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Run, Camille, Run 18. Makeovers and Dates
CAMILLE I shifted in my seat, the silence in the car growing heavy by the second. The hum of the car engine was the only sound I could listen to besides the ear bleeding silence but it did little to drown out my beating heart. The seats were comfortable, soft under my buttocks but if he could just stop staring at me then maybe-- just maybe I'd enjoy the ride. His stare was unwavering, he hadn't taken his eyes off me since we started the ride. "Where are we… going?" I asked after being on the road for so long. He could be taking me to harvest my organs for all I knew. After all, he was associated with Matteo. They called him boss. That puts them in the same line of business. "Wherever you want," he mused and I finally looked at him. His smile brightened but instead of being warm, it creeped me out. What was he thinking? "I want to come down," I tried but his smirk coupled with those piercing eyes told me that was far from what he wanted me to say. "How did you end up in Matteo's
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Run, Camille, Run 19. Don't die
CAMILLEDante's kiss continued to be relentless, hard and harsh. His tongue seeking entry into my mouth, forcing me to submit to his—A sharp shove sent us tumbling apart. I gasped with my eyes flying open and my heart pounding in my chest.When did he get here? Matteo was standing between us, hands gripping Dante by the collar, his jaw clenched and fury radiating from his tense physique, but unlike him, Dante smirked.“Hello, brother,” he chuckled, glancing at me for a few seconds. “I was just about to bring her to you-”“What the hell are you doing?” Matteo growled.A few gasps and murmurs around us suddenly reminded me of where we were. I looked around to see we had gained everyone's attention and some had started to raise their cellphones.This was a disaster and it was all my fault.My lips still tingled from the kiss and I wiped my mouth. Dante had my lipstick on his mouth. He ran his tongue across his lips in an attempt to spite Matteo and it seemed it was working.Why was he a
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MATTEOThe loud bang rocked the house and her scream pieced the air. What a drama queen! "You're about twenty feet away from the damage, Camille," I snapped once I slid into my car and started to drive out. Frankie and Johnny rushed out of the house, aiming their guns at my car but they did not dare open fire.It was bad enough to shoot at a Russo but it was worse if that Russo was me.Glaring at the pussies from the rearview mirror, I made it out of the house and raced into the road, drifting through cars and almost causing an accident."Stop! Stop the car already! Matteo!" Camille's scream was endless. She bounced in her seat, a terrifying look on her face but other than the panic in her voice, I paid no attention to her words. Didn't listen until we got home.I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out when she continued to prove stubborn. "Keep walking or I'll drag you across the tiles, just you wait.""Let go of me, Matteo! Let go!" she struggled harder, pinching my hand on her.
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Run, Camille, Run 36. Call me Russo
CAMILLEThe soft rays of the sun splattered on my face like a gentle kiss. I awoke with a soft sigh, blinking at the familiar room.I was alive. Far from what I was expecting. Why didn't God take my life if he didn't want a man like Matteo— I mean a monster like him— to have me?This wasn't a sign for us, it was one against us.I tried to stand but the weight resting over my waist proved a hindrance. I suddenly realized I was pressed against a hard chest from behind.A warm, living and breathing one. I counted his heartbeat, mine speeding up as I registered my surroundings.This wasn't my room at the club and it wasn't my pillow hugging me either from behind.This was a cuddle.A warm cuddle after rounds of sex.Oh my God! I tried to bite his dick off. All my sins played right before my eyes. I had no reason not to wake up dead.I tried to pull away when I suddenly felt it. I sucked my core in and there was an obstruction— a delicious one.He was still inside me.The awareness hit me
Run, Camille, Run 35. Run, Camille, Run
CAMILLE I tried to come up for air, my throat closed around him. He held me strong, keeping me there with a tight grip.“Do it again, I said,” he repeated. “And watch how that fucking beast reacts to whatever you do.”He bobbed my head on his length instead, not caring as I struggled to breathe. I had to claw at his hand, trying to beg for mercy, to be allowed to breathe.Pain bursts from my hair as he continued to fuck my throat. Heat pooled between my legs, betraying my physiological state.“I tried to fight it but look at this, you and I are made for each other.”No.“You're just like me, Camille.”Never.Far from it.“An outcast. Alone. Living in chaos with no one to call home.”I knew now where my home was. Not on this fucking Earth.“You wanted me, didn't you? Well now you fucking have me. ‘Matteo's girl’ is what you'll be and if we burn, we burn as one.”Those vows were making my heart race. He had it all twisted. That wasn't something to say to anyone at all.I didn't want to
Run, Camille, Run 34. Keep dancing
CAMILLEGunshots shattered in the air and it followed with screams and grunts. I heard bodies drop but I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, afraid I was already in hell.I was in no pain, I felt no difference other than the fact that my soul was no longer with me. It felt like it bailed out on me.My heart had stopped as I waited for the end, but it never came, instead, silence was what filled the room.Then a voice.“Everyone out.”A low simple command, right in front of me. Slowly while trembling, I opened my eyes.The first thing I saw was the angel of death.Matteo, standing just a few inches away from me, his chest heaving with hard breaths. He looked shaken, rough and afraid. What could possibly cause him to look like this?His throat worked in a swallow, he turned to glance around and I did the same. The masked men were on the floor, unmoving and in a pool of their own blood.I recognized his second, the one who had a problem with me cleaning him up the other day. Luca, was it? He
Run, Camille, Run 33. Remember the name
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Run, Camille, Run 32. Trouble in hell
CAMILLEA sharp knock echoed in my room, pulling me out of the space I had wandered in. The door opened and Rebecca poked her head in, “Really? You wanted me to come fetch you?”“What?” I was clueless for a moment before I realized I had actually dressed up for training and I forgot to go.“Shit. I'm sorry, I just completely forgot. I've been up all morning.”“Yeah, I wouldn't sleep too if Matteo came at me like that,” she said with understanding but the shame still hung on my head.“I'm sorry," I jumped out of bed, looking around for my outfit--"She said it's okay to rest, Camille," she sighed, her eyes finding mine. "I told her about last night."I froze, "Oh!" How was I supposed to feel hearing that? The last thing I wanted was for Matteo to disturb my work and now I was sure they all hated me… again. "About last night-""Don't," she invited herself in and moved to sit on my bed. "It wasn't your fault. It was hard for you too, I guess."Did she know that? Not quite. I mean a few m
Run, Camille, Run 31. My girls
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