All Chapters of Craving my Dad's Billionaire BestFriend: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

 Camille's POV  Well, that was hurtful. A little bit too painful especially when it came from a man whom I had seen as a father for about a year.   I hadn't meant for Mr Martins to hear. I'd just wanted to scare Chad so he could be against the marriage as well. Our parents couldn't possibly force two unwilling parties to get married, could they?  "Mr. Martins, I'm so-" "Save it, Camille," he interrupted, his voice cold and cutting. "I may be bedridden, but my ears still work just fine. I never would have imagined you could be so callous and disrespectful. When I heard Caldwell's daughter was a brat, I didn't know how true that was. And you have shown me." Well, shit.  I hadn't expected it all to bounce back on my father.  My cheeks burned with shame as I struggled to find the right words to apologize. 

 Camille's POV  “I-I wasn't eavesdropping,” Chad stuttered, holding his hands up in defense. “I didn't mean to. I hadn't… I didn't know you came to the U-U until I heard your voice on the call.”  “Then why didn't you say something then?!” I yelled accusingly, glaring at him.   “Oh, I don't know. Maybe because I was afraid you'd be like this?” I almost gave myself a whiplash from rearing my head up in shock. My eyes rounded and for a minute I was speechless.   “Camille?” Gav called through the phone.  ”Hi, I'll call you later,” I told him and ended the call before facing Chad. “Did you just get all sassy with me?”  He blushed, all bright red under the light.  “Sure n

  Camille's POV  "I'm surprised you can remember what he smells like," I murmured, keeping a straight face. "Last I checked, he hasn't visited your country in twenty years. Must be a desert down there."  The only way to deal with a bitch, was to be one. And frankly, I had lots of experience. I did not need to look at Victoria to know she was surprised. I heard her gasp loud and clear.   "My, you're quite the brash one aren't you?"  I ignored her and kept my focus on Gavriel who spoke on stage. I tried to hide the anger and well fear of what was happening. I had just indirectly admitted to her that I did have a sexual relationship with Gavriel.  What if she revealed that to everyone? To anyone?  "I'm talking to you, girl,"  I pretended not to hear her. I had to find a way ou

 Camille's POV  "You are?" He asked, chuckling. "I knew you couldn't resist,"  I laughed along, hailing a cab. "Yeah well, I'm on my way. See you soon."  "Soon,” Gavriel repeated gruffly and ended the call.   I had to come up with an excuse for my Dad. I couldn't tell him I had more work. I didn't want him building resentment that Gavriel was 'overworking' me. I giggled at the thought. Oh, I was working alright. But half the time, the extra hours and trips were me trying to work Gavriel's cock in my pussy.   I could not tell Dad that.  I dialed his number, running through the available excuses I had in my head.    "Hey princess," Dad said in a very excited tone.  "Oooh, someone is in a good mood,"  "You could tell?" He laughed.

 Gavriel's POV  I raised my hand to pound on the door one more time.   “Sir,” one of Caldwell's security guards approached, a wary look on his face. He had let my car in through the gate because he knew me and because I had threatened to run it down when he said he wanted to ask Camille if she could let me in.   “Is everything okay?”  “Yes, it is,” I tried to keep my voice even. What the hell was that bloke doing with my woman?  And it didn't help that Caldwell wasn't home dammit. I thought she hated his guts. Or at least disliked him enough.   The door opened then and Camille opened the door with a timid smile on her face.   “Hi Gav,”  I arched my brow, “Where is he?”