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Run, Camille, Run 12. What now, Camille?
MATTEOI pulled the phone from my ear to stare at the caller ID again, making sure it was Vito who called and not someone else. Did he have a twin?Placing it back, I asked, "That's why you called?" "Yes, sir."Well, damn! Just what the heck did she do that made my loyal dog question my orders? "Your order was simple," was it her face? Did she cry? That cry face was beautiful and irresistible -- charming too seeing as how I fucked her in the alley without thinking."Pick her up and take her back to the house.""Yes, boss. I'm really sorry-"What did she have in that junk that she needed anyways? "Fine. Take her there and bring her back as soon as possible. Don't make me call you.""Okay, boss."I hung up, tossing the phone aside just when the door opened. I didn't remember hearing a knock but there were a few people who could do that and she was one of them. Uriel walked in, smiling at me as she shut the door behind her."I'm surprised you're here," she said, flipping her Ombre hair.
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Run, Camille, Run 13. Please, Camille
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
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Run, Camille, Run 14. She likes it rough
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
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Run, Camille, Run 16. A piece of Heaven
MATTEO"He didn’t have to send you all the way here," I scratched the itch on my stubble. The hairs were growing again. I should probably try waxing them but it hurts like my skin would be ripped off."Yeah, well, you weren't answering your phone," she shrugged, keeping her eyes on the road. "You know what happens when he can't reach you." she glanced at me, throwing a very flirty gaze like she had always done."He's paranoid," I turned away, ignoring her advances for the hundredth time. That shit she pulled back there in my hallway was disgusting. I couldn't wait to get home and wash off her touch."Well he has every reason to be. He's getting old and things are looking like they'll change. You and Dante aren't making it easy for him.""You sound just like him," she was taking too much of his cum in her mouth, that is, if he had anything left to give these days.Bianca was father's secretary, assistant, mistress, fuck buddy-- she was literally anything the old man wanted. She could b
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Run, Camille, Run 17. She's with me
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
Last Updated : 2024-12-09
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Run, Camille, Run 20. Matteo's Girl
CAMILLEMatteo was slow to react, his hands still trembled as he touched me. Wherever he was in his head, I wanted to pull him out of it.I was jealous. I wanted his attention. I wanted him here and now.I climbed over him, kissing his lips the only way I knew how. Trying to remember how he did it in the alley. I straddled him and sat down over his hard crotch.His hands traced the curve of my back, settling on my waist. My fingers tangled in his hair and I tugged at it.“Kiss me,” I mumbled over his mouth, putting my shyness away and letting his kiss envelop me. “Please. Touch me.”“Camille…” he whispered and I sighed when his mouth trailed kisses down my neck. I threw my head back, moaning softly.“Camille,” he called again, grabbing my ass in a tight squeeze.“I'm right here,” I whispered. “Right—” my words died when he suddenly pushed me down on the bed, caging my arms in one big hole above my head.For a moment, I feared his dark side had returned. The bulge over my pussy made me
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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
Run, Camille, Run 17. She's with me
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MATTEO"He didn’t have to send you all the way here," I scratched the itch on my stubble. The hairs were growing again. I should probably try waxing them but it hurts like my skin would be ripped off."Yeah, well, you weren't answering your phone," she shrugged, keeping her eyes on the road. "You know what happens when he can't reach you." she glanced at me, throwing a very flirty gaze like she had always done."He's paranoid," I turned away, ignoring her advances for the hundredth time. That shit she pulled back there in my hallway was disgusting. I couldn't wait to get home and wash off her touch."Well he has every reason to be. He's getting old and things are looking like they'll change. You and Dante aren't making it easy for him.""You sound just like him," she was taking too much of his cum in her mouth, that is, if he had anything left to give these days.Bianca was father's secretary, assistant, mistress, fuck buddy-- she was literally anything the old man wanted. She could b
Run, 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
