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Trained Not To Love You   127 What Happened To You
CamilaMadam Melania’s face turned even colder as she realized she was losing control. The tension between her and General Sergey seemed to tighten like a coiled spring, ready to snap at any moment.“Sergey,” she repeated, her voice sharp and unyielding. “I am coming with you. Whatever she has to say to you, she can say to me as well.” Her words were laced with entitlement as if she couldn’t fathom being left out of any conversation under her own roof. Her authority, her dominance, was being questioned, and she would not tolerate it.General Sergey turned slowly to face her, his expression hard and unforgiving. “Whatever she has to say to me is none of your business, Melania,” he said, his voice low but firm. “I warned you about the Semenovs, didn’t I? And yet, you went ahead and sent Camila to deliver pastries!” His voice, though steady, brimmed with anger, the kind that comes when a person’s patience has been tested one too many times.He took a step closer to her, his eyes piercing
Trained Not To Love You   128 Tell Me
Camila "Today, when I arrived at the Semenovs', they refused to take the pastry at the gate as Madam Melania had instructed," my mother began, her voice still shaking but steadier now. "Instead, they ushered me into the house. I wasn’t sure why, but I waited near the house bar, where I could hear voices from the other room." She paused, glancing at General Sergey, guilt flashing across her face. She knew what she had done—listening in on conversations that weren’t meant for her ears. But she couldn’t hold back now. "There were young officers there, some of whom have visited this house before," she continued, her voice quieter now, almost as if she feared being overheard even here. "I wasn’t spying… but they were speaking in hushed tones, and I listened." General Sergey’s face grew darker, but he remained silent, allowing her to continue. "They were reading out names, and yours was on the list," she said, her eyes locking with his. "They were tired, frustrated with the way things a
Trained Not To Love You   129 Desperate Questions
CamilaMadam Melania brought a phone to me late in the night, just after I had laid Katya down to rest. My heart sank the moment I saw her standing there. Her presence at that hour, the worry etched into her face, and her swollen, red eyes all sent a wave of concern through me. Something was wrong.I could see she was scared, trembling with the weight of something heavy on her soul. I wondered what kind of conversation she might have had with her husband, who had left her in this state.Deep down, I knew that Ronan would never try to reach me through his mother’s phone. That thought alone gave me a strange sense of calm amidst the tension in the air."Good evening, Madam," I greeted her softly, trying to hide my own unease. She gave a small nod, but then, as if the emotion was too much to hold back, a single tear slipped down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, but the sadness in her eyes lingered."Did you really hear them say that?" she suddenly asked, turning her attention to my
Trained Not To Love You   130 Unstable
CamilaMadam Melania’s tears flowed silently as my mother spoke, her words clearly resonating deep within. It was as if my mother’s honesty had pierced through the protective shell Melania had built around herself, a shell she had grown used to hiding behind. For a moment, she looked vulnerable, raw even. The steely coldness that often defined her seemed to melt, leaving behind only a woman burdened by fear and guilt."I’m here to record what they did to you," she whispered, barely able to look up as she held the phone in her trembling hands. "Sergey asked me to do it, so I could see it for myself. But you have to believe me—it wasn’t a trap. None of this was supposed to happen."Her words were disjointed, as if she were battling against the weight of her own conscience. She glanced away, as though struggling to organise her thoughts before she could continue."I don’t trust Mirabel," she admitted, her voice strained. "That’s why I couldn’t send her to that house, even though there’s
Trained Not To Love You   131 Give Me A Name
Camila"They must be planning something serious against General Sergey," I thought, watching Madam Melania’s reaction. "Why else would they not worry about harming something that belonged to him?" The thought gnawed at me, and a dark suspicion crept into my mind. Could it be that the Semenovs were behind this plot? Were they the ones orchestrating this from the shadows?Madam Melania seemed to have the same doubts. She didn’t say it outright, but I could see it in her eyes as she pressed my mother for more information. Her phone was still recording, capturing every mark and bruise on my mother's body. The sight of them—red, raw, and deep—was unbearable, and I couldn’t understand how my mother had managed to endure it."Give me a name," Madam Melania said, her voice sharp and demanding. "Someone I might know among the officers who did this."My mother hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Master Lucas Antonovich," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "The other two, I
Trained Not To Love You   132 A Week Of Silence
CamilaTen days had passed, and still, we hadn't heard from Ronan. The silence weighed heavily on my heart, and although I tried to stay calm, the worry gnawed at me. He had promised to return to us safely, and I clung to that promise, repeating it to myself like a mantra. But I could sense the unease all around me. The nervous glances during mealtimes, the quiet tension in the air, the way Madam Melania's hands would shake slightly as she held her teacup—everyone was worried, but no one dared say it aloud.I did my best to keep my own fears hidden. I would go for long walks to clear my head, using that time to let the anxiety spill out of me. But the longer we went without news, the harder it became to manage. Being in the dark, unable to ask anyone what was happening, was unbearable. Every day felt like a silent waiting game, a test of patience that I was slowly losing.This evening, though, something inside me snapped. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to know, even if it meant
Trained Not To Love You   133 Too Much Of Nothing
CamilaReluctantly, I sat down next to her, unsure of what to do or say. It felt so strange—unnatural, almost—but at the same time, I couldn’t turn away from her grief. She looked so lost, so broken.“I can’t even discuss it with Sergey,” she said, her voice breaking as the tears finally spilt over. “First Erin, and now…” Her words trailed off, and she buried her face in her hands. It was the first time I’d seen her cry so openly.“Last time, I knew Ronan was okay. He just didn’t want to speak to us. But this time, there’s no word at all, nothing about him or Joseph. We have to stay strong.”Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. She was trying to stay hopeful, trying to convince herself that things would turn out fine. But there was an edge to her voice, a crack in her resolve that made me wonder if even she believed what she was saying. I forced myself not to cry, not to break down, because I knew if I did, the thin thread holding us both together might snap.“How is Katya?” she
Trained Not To Love You   01 What Happened Here
CamilaThe noise was so loud that it hurt my ears. My head was pounding, and I felt like it was going to explode. I tried to move but found myself stuck on a strange bed. I could hear someone shouting at me, but my eyes refused to open. I felt lost and confused.Finally, my eyes fluttered open, and I saw Ronan standing over me, yelling. He looked really angry. As I tried to calm down, his words started to make sense."What are you doing in my bed, Camila? Why are you here?" he shouted, his voice filled with pain, not just curiosity. I turned away from him, trying to avoid his intense gaze to clear the fog in my brain. That’s when I realised I was naked, covered only by the sheets of his bed. My heart raced as the reality of what might have happened hit me. I quickly scrambled to get out of his bed, falling to the floor in my haste. As I looked around the room, I saw the full extent of my mess.Ronan's fiancée, Leah Semenov, and her sister, Mira, were both in the room. Leah was cry
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