All Chapters of Craving my Dad's Billionaire BestFriend: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Gavriel's POV  There had to be nothing more painful in life than hearing your son say he would never forgive you.   I watched Nolan walk away, stomping on the shards of glass, wood, and plastic he had created all through the hallway.    There was a madness in his gait. A madness I was afraid of. I had been afraid of the minute he was returned to me after Victoria kidnapped him years ago.   "Nolan," I called out but hell, it sounded feeble to my ears, too. What could I possibly say that would make him calm down?  I dragged a hand down my face. There was a constant headache threatening to split my head in two. I could have done better. I could have handled it better! What the hell was wrong with me, dammit!  No, I clenched my jaw, staring at the shards all over the floor. I tried. I fucking tried. I had to protect Camille. The wo

Gavriel's POV  "Are you ready sir?" My PRO glanced at me, nervous as hell. He was a young man, probably a few years older than Nolan. Young as he was, he was tenacious. He handled my publicity like a pro.   I sat in my office, back against the landscape of the city behind me. The police were just outside, ready to walk in and ask me a bunch of questions. About Alan Johnson's death.   He was dead. I had found that out last night and it still felt surreal. I drove down to the police station after I dropped Camille off and they'd wheeled his dead body out for me to see and confirm before carrying him off to the morgue.   They say he was poisoned.   Poisoned.   "Sir?"  I glanced around the office. It was supposed to be a quiet interrogation and we didn't want the public getting a kic

Camille's POV  "Neither can I," I whispered, watching him knead the soft mounds through my shirt. His breathing grew slow and labored, stroking my face.  "You didn't wear a bra," he murmured, staring in awe as he squeezed and toyed with my breasts.   My nipples pushed through the shirt, begging for his attention.   Gav flicked them with his fingers and I sucked in a breath from how good that felt. He repeated the action, flicking my nipples until they grew even more turgid and stiff.   My pussy ached. I wanted to be flicked down there too. Oh, the sweet mix of pain and pleasure.   Yes, please.   He wrapped two fingers around both nipples and pinched down on it. The pain shot through my nerves like a dopamine hit and I squealed, writhing as he held on tight.  

Camille's POV  "H-He asked if anything was going on with you lately," Megan explained, her voice filled with apprehension.   My stomach twisted.   "Megan don't tell me you told him-" "I didn't," she replied curtly. "Have a little faith in me will you? I kept your little secret about you and Gavriel."  I squinted. "How did you respond?"  Gavriel watched me speak, his expression shifting from confusion to worry. To assure him I was fine, for now, I ran my hands over his chest gently.   "What?" Megan sounded appalled.   "What did you tell him? I want the exact words."  "Camille, I didn't tell him anything," She replied. "I just told him you were fine."  "That's all?"  She sighed. "Would I l

Camille's POV  "I've been here." I said, arching a brow in confusion.    What on earth was going on? First, it was the word questions, then him going off to interrogate Megan and now it seemed it was my turn to get interrogated.   Dad glanced around me, from the exercise mat to the bottle of water the maids had gotten for me to my tablet playing the exercise video.   "Where's your phone?"  "It's in my room," I shrugged.   His face relaxed then. "I had called you several times. I was worried when you didn't pick up. I didn't know you were home yet."  "Maybe check first, next time? Instead of assuming I'm not home? Dad, what is going on?"  "Nothing, I'm just worried about you."  "Why are you worried about me? I'm fine, I told you that