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20. Matteo's Girl
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Run, Camille, Run 21. We're doomed
MATTEO I gritted my teeth as the lash of the whip landed hard on my back— a searing pain that burned through my whole body. My hands were tied, chained to the floor and my ankles weren't left out. My knees were numb from having knelt too long. I couldn't even remember the time. The sun was up when I walked into my father's study, ready for my punishment and now it was dark. I was tired, hungry and my body ached everywhere. The lashes kept coming, each time hotter than the last. Johnny and Frankie each took their turn with me. Those motherfuckers must be seething with joy seeing me in this state. Father's punishment was always like this. Cold. Hard. Endless. My stomach grumbled for food— I was given nothing all day. This was his attempt to break me. I could feel the old man's anger from where he sat somewhere in the room— his usual spot was behind his desk, watching with hawk eyes, waiting for me to break down, to plead for mercy but he knew better. I heard something open— maybe
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Run, Camille, Run 22. Smashing Bottles
CAMILLEThere was a strange feeling in the air. I couldn't quite place my finger on it. I was serving tonight, couldn't escape it. Remembering how I was punished last night, I didn't even glance at the door twice. Although, security had doubled, thanks to me.I couldn't shake off the feeling of being stared at and each time I turned to look, I caught a few gazes of different men watching me, unapologetically too.They stared back, sized me up as they picked up their drinks and gulped it down. Their message clear in their eyes.They weren't just the only ones. Even the girls as they danced on the pole, on laps and as they served. Theirs was way more like a death glare but I knew why.Someone tapped me on the shoulder where I stood in a corner and I turned. It was one of the girls— whose name I was yet to know, all of them by the way. They didn't even bother with an introduction. It was clear they didn't want me here.She beckoned on me with her hands and I followed quickly, anything to
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Run, Camille, Run 23: Badly injured
CAMILLE The silence of the room echoed back at me. It wasn't until Matteo walked away that I realized I may have taken things too far. My hand stung from the impact— a sharp pain in my palm. These things required training of some kind, because why was I starting to bleed? The man I hit had slumped on the table but was now starting to get up. I stepped back, frightened of what he might do to me. He groaned, holding his head as he rose to full height and glared at me. “I'm gonna make sure you pay for that,” he threatened as he stared at the blood on his hands. I glanced in Matteo's direction but he was already walking into a room, leaving behind the mess I had dug myself in. I gulped as I realized my predators were watching me with the intention to pounce. Now that he was out of the room, their bravery rekindled and they started to get on their feet. I was suddenly yanked by the shirt in a tight grip and he pulled me towards him with a sneer on his lips. My heart almost flew out an
Last Updated : 2024-12-21Run, Camille, Run 24. Sweet Temptations
MATTEO The door opened and she walked in without a word. Luca rushed in, taking a seat across from me and keeping a hard stare on us like he was sent to prevent me from pulling her panties again. As if anything could stop me if I wanted to. Not even her. She got to work immediately, gasping when she climbed the bed and got behind me. “Oh God,” she whispered shakily and I clenched my fists, keeping them from grabbing her for some reason. “Get on with it already,” Luca ordered, silently glaring at her from where he sat. “O-Okay,” I could almost picture her worried face. It was no use wasting such emotions over me. This wasn't the first time the old man would batter me this bad. At least this time, I managed to walk out. The first time this happened, I was hanging onto my last breath while he hovered over me proudly. I saw the glint in his eyes as he dropped in a squat, bending his knees, smiling like seeing blood was his fetish. That night changed everything and made me who I was.
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CAMILLE Soft music filled the air and I let the soft tunes sway my body here and there. Be as free as a feather, Madame would always say. I twirled around the pole, lifting my eyes from my bandaged hands and keeping my feet on the ground. All the stretches and morning exercises worked. I felt lighter— or was it last night that did the trick? Something about the way he stared at me brought up this bubbly feeling in my chest. My whole body burned with need. I ran my hand down my body like I'd watched the girls do a lot of times. Men worked with visuals and they liked a naughty little thing. Not my words, but theirs. He must like this too. Why open a strip club and not partake in it? I thought of his eyes that never left my face, lips that parted slightly like he could kiss me. Last night was different and new, something I'd never felt before but only seen in movies I peaked on. Wanted. I pressed the pole between my thighs and slowly moved in and out trying to lighten up my body.
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MATTEO“… and that's how I ended up studying in the U.K. my dad was totally against it but mum wanted me to study there. I guess being a politician's daughter has its downside. You're like a mini celebrity and everyone keeps gazing up at you, just waiting for a silly mistake so they can attack your dad…”I could feel my life force draining away. I was slowly dying, sinking into this soft seat in this fancy restaurant. Her British accent poured endlessly and the clock— goddamnit! Fucking move already!“Do you want more tea?”Tea. Biscuits. Tea. Biscuits. Stories I didn't give two fucks about. Did she ever get tired of talking? I've gotten an earful already and could write more than twelve pages of an essay about her life.Why did she feel this was necessary?God! I could almost hear the old man laughing at me.“Ahem!”I lifted my head to the young bodyguard behind her who had cleared his throat to obviously gain my attention. I blinked at him cluelessly- what was wrong with his face? H
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Run, Camille, Run 27. Rub one out
MATTEOTurned out, she really did cry to her father about me but what did I even do? She said it was okay to leave. Jeez! And here I thought the younger generation of women were finally gonna mean their words.“She said I could leave,” I explained to Luca again as my phone blasted off annoyingly.I had lost count of how many calls I've missed from the old man. The date was two days ago, he wouldn't stop calling.“Just answer the damn phone before he calls me,” Luca whined. “I don't have the balls to leave him unanswered.”Did I care? No. I threw my feet on the table and relaxed on the chair. “Relax, he wouldn't-”The door burst open and one of my men rushed in looking like a scared puppy.“What?” I growled at him. “Don't you know how to knock?”“I-It’s the boss!” He trembled, holding out his phone. He looked terrified of just one phone call. Only a mad man like Russo could make that happen.These lots feared him like a plague. They were this close to calling him a god. That's if they
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CAMILLE "Hey," I lifted my head and smiled as Tony walked up to me, bouncing in his steps with two cups of smoothie in his hand. "I got you this. Break a leg today." Surprised, I accepted the drink with thanks. We've been getting pretty acquainted in the last two days of Matteo's absence. Not like I was even counting-- okay, I was. How could I not? I still couldn't believe he'd be heartless enough to leave me here. "You know I'm not dancing right? I'm just serving," I took a sip of the iced smoothie, my hand flying over my mouth at the taste. "This is good." He grinned, "I know. I thought you'd like it." I glanced around and wasn't surprised to see some of the girls smirking in our direction. Ever since that night, they weren't as mean but it would take a while to get rid of their bitchy attitude. Like right now, they wouldn't stop whispering that Tony was interested in me. Was it obvious? Yes. Did I like it? Well I didn't hate it, but that didn't mean I would push him away. He
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Run, Camille, Run 39. Throw yourself off a cliff
CAMILLEI woke up to a sharp pain from my lower abdomen. I clutched my stomach, groaning softly as the familiar dull throb intensified. Oh no! I hope I didn't stain the sheets.Waves after waves, it crashed into me till I almost curled into a ball."You alright?" Matteo's voice boomed from behind me, he started to sit up.This couldn't get any worse.I tried to roll out of bed but his arm stopped me, "Where are you going?""I need to pee," I groaned, frustration lacing my voice."What's with the attitude?" he asked softly, curious and concerned? I shook off the feeling and started to get up, trying not to crouch to get more attention than necessary."Why are you still here?" it was just afternoon and he could be at work. I glanced at the sheets, trying to find any stain with my eyes. I was afraid if I moved it then we'd all see the mess I've made.He rubbed his eyes, looking hotter than expected. Glad to know my libido worked just fine. "You were ordered to keep me home."With what we
Run, Camille, Run 38. Warm, soft and mine
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.
Run, Camille, Run 37. He Won
MATTEO I pressed my foot harder on the gas pedal, my heart thumping in sync with the hum of the engine, each beat screaming her name. When one of my boys alerted me that the old man stopped by and worse, blew up my door and left with my guest, I stormed out of my office, boiling with rage. He better not lay hands on her! I'll come after him and his fucking son! “Get out of ten fucking way!” I screamed, gripping the wheels tight. Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was a blurred image of blood. Her, lying on the ground, beat up and her dress cut open. Fuck. I was struggling for my breath, the thought of her in danger sending my heart into overdrive. My chest tightened with an ache. Fuck all the traffic signs! I could deal with the cops later. Her soft voice pleading to be saved, begging for mercy, for him to stop— shit! I stepped on it! Harder, wishing the car would go faster and faster, open yet just fly. I pulled into the house, jumped out of the seats and Gareth waited
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
CAMILLE "I can hear your heart all the way from over here," I turned to Rebecca, she was next after me. I was so nervous it was weakening my limbs. The club was full tonight, mostly because the girls didn't stop announcing the new stripper. Why would they do that to me? I get that they were excited and thrilled for me to finally be a part of the team but I didn't think I'd live long enough for that to happen. “I don't think I can do this,” I finally confessed and turned to get away but Rebecca was quick to grab me. “Hey! You look gorgeous, just so you know.” That did not do a thing to calm my heart but it did pull a smile on my face which was snatched the minute I heard the crowd cheering for Angela. “Don't let that discourage you. Just go in and do your best. Look at those babies,” her eyes fell on my breasts. “You have so much, just jiggle it around and they'll love you!” Nodding, I said, “Jiggle my boobs. Got it! Anything else?” I was desperate for some advice and mo
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
MATTEOWhat am I doing?I didn't go about scolding any of the girls and getting engrossed in how their lips moved or getting mad over what they did. In truth, she could do whatever she wanted with anyone as long as she didn't hinder my business. These girls could get a life outside these walls if they wanted, they were all choosing to stay gumming lips with any of the girls.There was something concerning about the way she made me lose control. I was constantly fighting to be sane around this woman. It was an insane thought to want to lock her up in my room where only my eyes could see her.I felt her melt in my kiss, surrendering with a soft sigh and it was the sexiest thing I’ve witnessed all day. My cock twitched, violently coming to life at her smallest touch.My hands roamed her body, trying to get my fill of her and enough at the same time. If I gave in to my urges, I'd be balls deep inside her pussy, her hair in my grip and her ass bouncing on my cock somewhere in this room.I w
