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NINECAMILLAI should not have said what I said, I berated myself for the third time that day, staring at Nathan’s office door.I wondered if I should apologize for what I had said. I knew the topic about my father was sore and I should have kept mute about it but…He was infuriating if I was to say the truth. Talking about my father like he was some mortal enemy of his and there was no way I could have kept quiet at that, boss or not.I sighed, knocking on the door in front of me with the cup of coffee in my hand.“Come in” He ordered.I scampered into the office with my eyes searching out his. He did not raise his head up nor acknowledge my presence while I dropped the cup gingerly on his table.“I want to apologize for what I said… it was insensitive of me and I know I caused whatever is going on right now” I blurted, feeling my heart pounding in my chest.I did not know if he was going to say anything but I finally got him to raise his head, his dark eyes surveying me. I felt tens
CAMILLAI sighed at my reflection in the mirror for the umpteenth time, staring critically at the dress I was picking for our date.It was sequin blue and most definitely too formal to go to the tracks.The thing is I had never been on dates before that did not involve family events and occasion and parties where I had to be the prime and proper daughter, smile at the men my father introduce me to and try to listen to them boast about a lot of things.That was why I was having problems picking out a proper outing dress. It was definitely too late to hit the mall for something other than heels and dresses and so I decided to settle for pants.No one could go wrong with pants and a plain tee accompanied by sneakers.I was soon dressed and began to pack my hair up before I recalled Nathan’s stern warning about liking my head down.I blushed again at this, shaking my head. He was just messing with me so why did that somehow do something entirely different to my system.I have had men come
NATHANShe was sulking so it could only mean I had pissed her off with my behaviour.I was justified, wasn’t I? The question about my perspective had thrown me off, evoked feelings and emotions I would much rather not be feeling at the moment.Nobody had asked me what I thought about my wife’s death or what had happened. They had had no idea that before she drove into the night, we had been arguing and I had just presented our divorce papers to her.Eleanor and I had been going through a rocky marriage and I was just about done with everything.I had damned it all to hell when she arrived late that night from work, drunk and I had told her I wanted a divorce, practically slapped the papers into her face.We argued and she walked away and out of the house.I did not think to follow her because I was too far gone in my anger… I should have just followed herThe guilt of that night had not left me so they were right, whether or not they knew the whole story… I killed my wife.“We are he
CAMILLAWhat the hell had I been thinking?I should not have mentioned my father…I watched him walk away wondering if it would be right to run after him and apologize for being so short sighted.Of course he would not want to know that he could not compare to my father especially seeing that they are major competitors.I could only think about the fact that I had fucked up his plans with the exit of Benjamin Cooper, that fucking bastard.It only showed that I could do nothing, think of nothing without my father being involved.He wanted my opinion and somehow I had included the one person he did not want to talk about. I had exposed the elephant in the room… literally dragged it to the limelight.I walked faster, following after him and only coming to a stop, almost crashing into him when he stopped walking.“I should apologize to you” I started. “What I said was very short sighted of me”He sighed, turning to face me. His eyes appeared tired very much unlike the excitement I had see
CAMILLA“So, tell me little dove, how is work going?”I was wondering how long at the dinner table it would take my father before he began prying and it took ten minutes which I must admit surprised me.“I am not going to tell you anything about Na… Mr Clark so do not bother asking” I announced.“I was merely asking how work is going seeing as you have your face plastered on half the newspapers in the state running away from some restaurant with Nathan Clark”“Jason…” My mother warned.“What are you doing, little dove?” My father asked.What was I doing? That was a valid question because it would seem that I was also very confused about that.Nathan was yet to respond to my messages and my father was hounding me.“I am working on my own and you should be happy for me” I shot at him.“I am happy for you, my love… I am just worried about whom you are working with”“He is not who you think he is and if you are going to follow the rest of the world to judge him then you are not the man I
NATHAN“What do you mean they found poison in her system? How long have you had this information?” I raved, rising to my feet.“I did not want to tell you and I was asked not to but I received a threat from your mother in law and I think you should reopen the case” he muttered“Doctor, what the fuck are you saying to me?” I asked again, feeling the beginning of a headache.“I am sorry, Nathan and I wish I could more to help you but it is true and they asked me to hide it from you. They wanted you to take the blame for her death but the will your wife left you foiled their plans” he explained.“I do not understand what you are saying” I yelled into the receiver.If what he was saying was true then someone had murdered Eleanor but how? Was it right after our argument or before?Was she already housing poison in her body before our argument and before her ride in the rain.It was hard for me to comprehend what I was hearing right now.I had spent years faulting myself for her death when
CAMILLA “You must have hit your head when you fell” I muttered, trying hard not to blush. “I must have” He concurred but he had a stupid grin on his face. One that showed he was teasing me and he had seen my blush. “The ambulance is here” I tried to steer the conversation out of dangerous waters mainly because I did not want to think that he had just asked me to marry him. He groaned while I tried to help him up but gratefully the medical operatives came in almost immediately and took over. They slid him inside the ambulance and tried to close the door. “I am going with him” I announced. “You don’t need to come with me, Camilla… you have done enough and I…” “I am still the boss here until you are up on your feet and I am saying that I am going to come with you so shove it” I watched him crack a smile as I climbed into the ambulance but there was no argument from him. He was merely staring at me which literally drove me crazy. “What?” I asked, moments later when I could not t
NATHAN“I am not about to involve you in my life, Camilla”I watched her eyes flash with anger at my words.“I am going to help you take down those people and I do not want to hear another argument about it” She iterated“I am no longer on the floor, Camilla… you seem to be forgetting that I am still the boss.”She blushed at this, her eyes lowering.She blushes beautifully, I thought to myself. It surprised me how much I wanted to see the red stain her cheeks.I cleared my throat, reminding myself this wasn’t anything more than pity for me. She felt sorry and just like rich debutantes she wanted to take me on as a charity case.I mean after the sad rundown of my life that I had just given her, I would expect no less.“I do not want you involved in my life. I am only clearing up your doubts that I am fine and I can handle myself” I declared in the sternest voice I could muster.Her expression moved from shy to hurt.She had the most expressive face I had ever seen.“Then why did you c
CAMILLAAfter the previous day encounter and the kiss… I wasn’t sure I wanted to be on the same team with Nathan.In all honesty, I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted.My lips still tingled from the memory of Nathan’s kiss, and yet, the feeling did NOT settle in the way I expected. It wasn’t the passionate rush of desire or the warmth of something more. No, it was an unsettled ache, a reminder that whatever this was between us was anything but simple.I stared at the ceiling, my mind spinning in a hundred different directions. My thoughts kept circling back to that kiss.Why had he gone and kissed me?The last thing I needed was to get caught up in Nathan’s mess, in whatever internal struggle he was going through. I could not afford to lose myself in him. Not again. He had kissed me, and now I had to decide whether to let it go or pull back before things went any further.I dragged myself out of bed, staring at the clock—7:00 AM. My meeting with Nathan was at 9:00, but I had a hundred t
NATHANI was stalling.Her apartment had grown quiet except for the rhythmic ticking of a clock on the wall, but I stayed seated at her table, watching her stack dishes in the sink. My car was fixed. My excuse to linger here was gone. Yet I couldn’t bring myself to leave.She moved with a confidence that was uniquely Camilla. She wasn’t trying to impress anyone…least of all me…but damn, she did. I traced the curve of her spine with my eyes as she walked back into the living room, her bare feet soft against the floorboards.I should have been thinking about Eleanor. About Trish. About Alicent. About the cold-blooded satisfaction I would feel when the truth about Eleanor’s death finally saw the light of day. But all I could think about was how Camilla and how I should be apologizing to her.“You’re awfully quiet,” she said, sitting across from me, tilting her head to study me.“I have been accused of worse.”She rolled her eyes. “You are always like this. Mysterious and brooding. You wou
CAMILLA “Good morning.” I started at him, unsure of exactly what I was looking at. Then it hit me: the smell. Warm and savory, the scent of something cooking drifted through the air…eggs, maybe toast. It was so out of place… he was out of place here. I moved, the motion sending a fresh wave of pain through my skull and a queasiness to my stomach. I groaned again, slower this time, trying to steady myself. “Morning,” I mumbled hoarsely, my voice barely more than a croak. He was standing by the stove, his back to me, a pan in one hand and a spatula in the other. His shirt was untucked, the fabric clinging to his broad shoulders in a way that made him seem even larger than usual. In my tiny kitchen, he looked impossibly big, like he didn’t belong there, yet somehow…he fit. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice weak but laced with confusion. Nathan glanced over his shoulder, his profile catching the morning light. His hair was a little messy, like he hadn’t bothered t
CAMILLAIt was useless feeling sorry for myself, I thought.The lighting in the club was low as I stepped in with my friend, Bella.“Not bad” I murmured.“Told you” She responded triumphantly. “This is what you need to get over him. Nathan Clark is an asshole and should dump him in the dust where he belongs”I wanted to correct her that he wasn’t an asshole, he was merely disturbed but I did not.I was not here to sympathize with him or even think about him. I was here to have fun and that is what I am going to do.I was putting on a red dress and it complimented my eyes way more than I thought it would.“Come on, we should get a drink” Bella pulled me to the bar.The bartender winked at both of us and then asked what we would likeIt was at the tip of my tongue to say nothing but I was at a club, wasn’t I?“Sex on the beach” I announced.Bella turned to me, surprise in her eyes. I was pretty sure she thought she would have to force me to drink.“I would have the same” She told the ma
NATHANThere was nothing to say as I dropped Camilla off at her home.I waited until I was sure she had gotten in before I headed in the direction of my mother in law’s house.I pushed in Christian’s number, my teeth gritting as it rang.I was furious.I did not want to admit I was more furious at myself than anything.“How did your date go?” Christian’s asked as soon as the phone line clicked.“Send me the name of the witness” I grunted.“What is wrong?”“Send the name, dammit”“You need to calm down, Nathan. Where are you going?”“To settle this once and for all” I told him. “Now send the damned number to me”I hung up before he had the chance to say anything or convince me to back away because I would not.I drove way above the speed limit, stopping only when I had gotten to the mansion’s gate.It brought back memories of family dinners where I had to defend Eleanor over and over again. Where snide remarks about the reason I was with her reached my ears and she said nothing about
CAMILLA“I did not think I was ever going to see you again, Camilla” Sarah smiled as soon as I entered the restaurant.She wagged a finger in Nathan’s direction, shaking her head at him.“With the kind of food you sell? I will be coming in here for a very long time” I smiled back.Nathan and I took our seats and waited.She had a queue as usual and I could not help the smile as I glanced around.“You would have watched your father kill me” Nathan commented.“I admit that would have made me feel better for a bit” I told him.He appeared shocked but I could tell from the way his eyes twinkled with delight that he thought it hilarious.I had not expected he would go over to my parent’s house especially seeing as I wasn’t there in the first place.My father however had called me when he arrived with a gun to his head and asked if I wanted to see him. I had hesitated just for the fun of it“I deserved that”“Yes you did” I agreed.“Thank you for coming here with me”I nodded once.Sarah dr
NATHANI was pacing like a fucking clown.I was expecting Camilla at the office today to discuss the project that we were involved in together and I could not help the restlessness coursing through my body.I wasn’t one to be this nervous about anything.“Deep breaths” I told myself, trying to go along with my instructions but to no avail.So much so that when my receptionist announced her presence, I had worked myself into a frenzy.My breath caught in my throat as she walked in, her eyes taking the room before settling on me with stark clarity.What had I been thinking? I thought.Starved of attention?Who was the blithering idiot now?“You look well” She commented, taking the seat in front of me.“You look beautiful” I murmured.She paused, her eyes meeting mine.Sparks flew, that was for sure.“How do you feel?” She asked instead.“Much better. Thank you for attending to me yesterday. For even accepting the phone call from me”“Of course, I am not a demon even though I do hate you
CAMILLAI stared at my ringing phone with Nathan displayed boldly as the callers ID.What the fuck did he want?I however put it to my ear, my heart jumping at the sound of his voice“Camilla, I know you can hear me” He rasped“What do you want?” I asked.“To talk” He answered.His voice appeared tortured… like there was something wrong with him and for a minute I was concerned before my head overrode my stupidity.“Concerning the project-” I began“Not concerning the-” He sighed, his voice trailing off.“I need you” He muttered softly that if I had not been paying attention, I would have missed that simple statement.“Mr Clark” I stopped when I heard his labored breathing.“Is something wrong with you?”“No, its nothing… I just need to speak with you”“Nathan, what is the matter? You sound distressed”He chuckled and then I heard him cough in the background“You are not concerned about me now, are you?”“This is not a joke, what is wrong with you?” I asked again, feeling panicky.He
CAMILLAMy father drove us straight to the house and I did not argue nor say anything when we arrived and my mother enveloped me in a hug.“Oh baby” She crooned.“I am okay” I reassured her“Come on in”I inhaled the familiar scent of home, my muscles relaxing.“I am going to bed” I announced.Their words fell over themselves as they agreed immediately to my request.My eyes closed as soon as I fell on the bed. I did not want to think of anything, I did not want to begin to analyze the anger in my heart directed at one person in particular.When I finally opened my eyes, it was noon.I made my way downstairs and was met with the searching eyes of both my parents.“Are you okay, baby?” My mother asked.I took a seat beside them.“I am not some fragile child you have to be worried about always, mother” I said.“You are my child and I have every reason to be worried about you” she countered.“I am going to be fine” I told her.My father said nothing but I turned to him anyways.“I have d