Camille"It's time you get another rude awakening about your beloved Richard."I snap my gaze back at him. "He's not my beloved. I told you what happened."He replies by pushing two fingers into my passage, pumping in and out of me slowly. I suppress a moan, but he teases it out of me."Always wet for me, though." His voice is a whisper that speaks to the secret parts of me that crave his touch. "Your beloved Richard would never have been able to keep his dick in his pants, but there's something else you should know about him."I don't like the sound of this. Alessio's fingers trail up to my back again and linger by my spine."What should I know?""It's about the vineyard."I narrow my eyes when he returns to my face and brushes his nose over mine."What about the vineyard?"He releases a slow, pensive breath, tickling my skin, then moves away.I continue watching him, our gazes tangled and unwavering. He undoes his belt buckle, shoves his pants and boxers down his hips, then steps ou
AlessioI rush down the stairs like a madman, shrugging into my jacket as I descend.Fucking hell.I need to kill something or at least shoot something. Anything to get Camille out of my head.Fuck Richard, and fuck everything.Fuck my heart.I knew better than this—to fall for a woman I shouldn't have.I should fucking hate her just for being Uther's daughter. And yet, even as I think that word—hate—I can't do it. Even now when the truth is laughing at me, telling me I couldn't break her love for Richard and I was always second best.My mind has been all over the fucking place since Camille Galitze came into my life. I just made everything worse when I turned her into Camille Scarfoni and officially made her mine.I was ready to kill Richard when he kissed her earlier because I thought of her as my wife. Then a different type of fury struck me when I got the rest of the story and saw how crushed Camille looked.I perfectly understood her reasons for being upset, but I didn't want her
AlessioI make my way over there. They look at me when I reach the door and I can tell straight away they were deep in conversation about something important."Hey, guys." I keep the annoyance I still feel out of my voice."What are you doing back here?" Zakh asks."Better to work.""Trust me, it's not," Malik says."What's happening?""The short story is our dealer is dead." Zakh leans back and steeples his fingers.I release a heavy sigh. "How?""Shot this evening just after I found the intel."My brows knit together. "That's suspicious as fuck." I walk in and take a seat beside Malik. "Who else knew you got the intel about him?""Just me," Malik replies."Then you're being watched." That's the only thing that makes sense."That's exactly what we're thinking too, so something else is definitely going on. And whoever is watching is tracking us from inside here, and our homes. I've been going through my computer looking for spyware, but I can't find anything."I look from Zakh to Mali
CamilleI stare at the rustic red brick wall before me, tapping the bricks with my fingertips to that song in my head.Run and catch, the meadow's calling you home...I tap one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.On the eighth count I blink, then I'm running through the meadow. A bird flies high in the sky, and the sun is bright and warm on my skin, tempting me to chase it. I run toward the sun but it disappears, and blackness swallows me whole.It's so dark, I dare not breathe. I'm too scared that I'll disappear. But I walk on the unseen path before me, terror ravaging my soul.Darkness fills my mind like a thick fog of smoke, suffocating me with theominous feeling of imminent doom.Patches of light flicker in the darkness, and I see it—the crest with the wolf and the moon engraved into it.I try to get closer, but shadow monsters rush out of the darkness, howling and gnashing their teeth like evil souls trapped in the pits of hell.Faceless faces push out of the darkness an
Camille"I don't think Alessio would like you in here touching his things," comes a voice I really don't want to hear.I turn around and see Gytha coming through the door. She stops a few paces away with her hands on her hips and a pout marring her model-like features."I'm sure he wouldn't mind." I pray she leaves me alone and goes away. I don't have the strength for her today. I never had it before."I've known him much longer than you have, so I know he doesn't like his things being touched by anyone other than him."She's such a fucking bitch. Why, why is she always around when I'm either at my lowest or I'm contemplating something important? Today I'm both."Gytha, I'm his wife. Just leave me the fuck alone."My tone and choice of words piss her off and she moves closer, like she's going to hit me.She stops in my personal space, and because she's much taller than me, I instantly feel more vulnerable."You think just because he gave you his name it means anything? It means shit,
Camille"Sometimes we need a good cry." Ehlga strokes my hair."Thank you for defending me. I don't think I could have done it even if I didn't feel so wretched.""That's okay. That was a long time coming. Gytha deserved it.""Some of what she said was true, though.""No, there was no truth to her words."I dab away the last of my tears with the heel of my hand and nod. "Yes, Ehlga. I'm sure you know what happened between Alessio and me."She sighs. "That doesn't mean Gytha was right.""I understand how he feels about how I reacted that night, but there's nothing I can do about my father or Richard." My voice comes out in a choked rasp."Has he told you anything more about the past?""Not much. He told me his mother was killed and that he lived here with her when he was younger, then Denmark, then Russia. That's essentially all I know about Alessio's past."She searches my eyes. "Then I think maybe the right time has come for me to tell you."My spirit lifts at this possibility. "Will
CamilleI make my way up the wide, sweeping stone steps of The Langham Hotel and the gentle night breeze lifts the ends of my hair.As Leif is so distinguished in the Knights, and generally throughout Boston, I'm not surprised his retirement party is being held at one of the city's finest hotels.It's located right across from Boston Harbor, so the slight salty scent of the sea tickles my nose. A little distraction from my shaky thoughts.I'm not a hundred percent certain about this idea of just turning up and seeing how things go with Alessio, but I'm doing it.This is me trying. This is me fighting for the pirate man who holds my heart.The doormen open the doors for me and I walk in, immersed in the music and people dressed in formal wear. It's almost a déjà vu moment from the fundraiser, but this time I'm by myself, and people notice straight away.The hotel's facilities have been booked out for the event so everyone around me is here because of it. But there is no mixture of what
AlessioShe's like a dose of fire to my soul.Scorching and consuming everything in its wake. Owning it. Owning me.I pound into her body like I own her, but it's Camille who owns me.She owned me the moment she chose me.I heard what she said to Richard, and my heart tells me she knows more things that I couldn't tell her about the past and her father.It's the way she looked at me and how she thought she was the devil, not me.That means Ehlga told her. I trust Ehlga wouldn't have done so if she didn't think it was right, so I'm okay with it.When I look at Camille, I see nothing but the woman I love. My wife.Her blue gaze, filled with pleasure, pain, and love, is everything, and I need nothing more in this life than what she can give me.I try to hold on and control myself so I can keep going, but I never stood a chance. I've wanted to take her again from the moment I walked away the other night.I come and she does too, digging her nails into my shoulder.She wraps her legs aroun