All Chapters of The mafia's sweet seductress : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Camila's POVMamá was beautiful which explained why these men were starring at me as I was no different. It may also have had to do with the fact that we looked eerily alike. But even I grew uncomfortable with the incessant starring. I was locked in a room with people I barely knew, discussing my mothers will when it was only ever mamá and I living in a nice two story home in the suburbs of Los Angelos. Why did all these random men need to be here? The only people that deserved to be here were family. That only included Ethan and I. "Why are all these people here? It's only suppose to be family?" I mutter to the man on my left who's currently playing candy crush on his phone. Ethan heaves a sigh, his blue eyes finding mine. "I know it's a lot to take in Principessa. But these people are family. These were the people your mamá considered family." He spoke carefully, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. With a small huff, I nod knowing that- unlike me-mamá was tied to the Italian m

Camila's POV The Gonzalez family manor isn't far from my house and I can't decide if it's a blessing or a curse that I'd have to finish out the rest of my senior year at the private high school. "You're gonna love it here, Principessa. You'll be closer to me and all the other men in the inner circle." Ethan says in my ear as I stare out of the window and out onto the secluded road we turn onto. Our driver brings us to a stop outside a large iron gate armed with cameras and men situated outside - men who are doing a poor job at hiding their firearms. Firearms that make me extremely uncomfortable. Even if my family was deeply rooted with the Italian mafia, I was not one who enjoyed violence nor was I exposed to it. I was always sheltered away from that side of La Famiglia and I wanted to keep it that way. The window rolls down allowing one of the intimidating men to approach the car. Instinctively, I tense and recoil back but luckily Ethan's right there to wrap his arm around me and

Camila's POV Deciding I wanted to just leave, I tightened my arms around myself and nod hesitantly. His eyes holding regret and uncertainty, scan my face before he goes to step closer but then stops himself as if thinking better of it. "Please don't hesitate to let me know if there is anything I can do. I know my actions don't prove it, but I am here to help m." He says seriously. I stare back at him, my tears drying on my face as I give him an unconvinced nod, knowing all I wanted was to stay away from him. But before he can say anything else, I turn and scurry off into my bedroom, only allowing myself to breathe once I know I'm in the safety of my bed. It didn't take a complete genius to realize that was Alejandro Gonzalez - the man that was to be taking care of me. Yet he seemed anything but caring. . . . Breakfast was served first thing in the morning and it was like tradition for all the men to gather and eat together in the dining room. I make my way down the stairs afte

Camila's POV I never thought I would be looking forward to attending school but being on personal holiday had really taken a toll on me. So much so that I was now excited to go to school. Saint Simmons Collegiate Institute was arguably the worst place on earth. Yes, it was a prestigious institute where affluential figures sent their kids to study before they were sent off to Ivey leagues, but to me, it was yet another daily reminder of just how much of a failure I was. Not only was I held back a year for my poor grades, but I wasn't much of a social butterfly.But that was besides the point. Today, I was excited and it all had to do with the fact that a certain handsome Italian man was taking me. I spent a long time getting ready, making sure my full morning routine was complete. I prided myself on self care and my luxurious bathroom made it so much easier. I never wasted time and expensive products on doing my makeup for school of all places, but today was an exception. A litt

Camila's POV Upon my entrance he looks up, his sharp blue eyes behind the thick rimmed glasses widening at me but I didn't pay any mind. I was far too upset, needing someone to hold me and tell me how amazing I was. I knew It wouldn't be the same as hearing it from my new favourite Italian man, but it would do for now. I click the lock shut, which only meant one thing and William leans back in his chair giving me room to take a seat on his lap. I do but instead of straddling him, I sit facing his desk, my back pressed to his front and I hear no complaint form him. "Cam, I heard about your mother. I'm so sorry, sweetheart." He says and I can hear the frown in his voice as I close my eyes enjoying the feeling of him wrapping his arms around me from behind. I wiggle trying to get comfortable, the erection now digging into my ass getting annoying and he spreads his legs adjusting himself so it's not in the way. Did I also mention William got hard at the mere sight of me? Yeah, it wa