บททั้งหมดของ Run, Camille, Run: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 39

MATTEOWhat am I doing?I didn't go about scolding any of the girls and getting engrossed in how their lips moved or getting mad over what they did. In truth, she could do whatever she wanted with anyone as long as she didn't hinder my business. These girls could get a life outside these walls if they wanted, they were all choosing to stay gumming lips with any of the girls.There was something concerning about the way she made me lose control. I was constantly fighting to be sane around this woman. It was an insane thought to want to lock her up in my room where only my eyes could see her.I felt her melt in my kiss, surrendering with a soft sigh and it was the sexiest thing I’ve witnessed all day. My cock twitched, violently coming to life at her smallest touch.My hands roamed her body, trying to get my fill of her and enough at the same time. If I gave in to my urges, I'd be balls deep inside her pussy, her hair in my grip and her ass bouncing on my cock somewhere in this room.I w

CAMILLE“I don't think I can do this,” I finally confessed and turned to get away but Rebecca was quick to grab me. “Hey! You look gorgeous, just so you know.” That did not do a thing to calm my heart but it did pull a smile on my face which was snatched the minute I heard the crowd cheering for Angela. “Don't let that discourage you. Just go in and do your best. Look at those babies,” her eyes fell on my breasts. “You have so much, just jiggle it around and they'll love you!” Nodding, I said, “Jiggle my boobs. Got it! Anything else?” I was desperate for some advice and more desperate to get out of this alive. She giggled, “You know, I was just like this when I started but hey, these men will pay anything to see a woman dominate on that stage and you have a banging body-” It was nearing the end for Angela to get off stage as her music was coming to an end. My heart thumped faster and faster. Rebecca squeezed my hand back to the present, holding my gaze, “You'll do great. If it

CAMILLE I tried to come up for air, my throat closed around him. He held me strong, keeping me there with a tight grip.“Do it again, I said,” he repeated. “And watch how that fucking beast reacts to whatever you do.”He bobbed my head on his length instead, not caring as I struggled to breathe. I had to claw at his hand, trying to beg for mercy, to be allowed to breathe.Pain bursts from my hair as he continued to fuck my throat. Heat pooled between my legs, betraying my physiological state.“I tried to fight it but look at this, you and I are made for each other.”No.“You're just like me, Camille.”Never.Far from it.“An outcast. Alone. Living in chaos with no one to call home.”I knew now where my home was. Not on this fucking Earth.“You wanted me, didn't you? Well now you fucking have me. ‘Matteo's girl’ is what you'll be and if we burn, we burn as one.”Those vows were making my heart race. He had it all twisted. That wasn't something to say to anyone at all.I didn't want to

MATTEO I pressed my foot harder on the gas pedal, my heart thumping in sync with the hum of the engine, each beat screaming her name. When one of my boys alerted me that the old man stopped by and worse, blew up my door and left with my guest, I stormed out of my office, boiling with rage. He better not lay hands on her! I'll come after him and his fucking son! “Get out of ten fucking way!” I screamed, gripping the wheels tight. Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was a blurred image of blood. Her, lying on the ground, beat up and her dress cut open. Fuck. I was struggling for my breath, the thought of her in danger sending my heart into overdrive. My chest tightened with an ache. Fuck all the traffic signs! I could deal with the cops later. Her soft voice pleading to be saved, begging for mercy, for him to stop— shit! I stepped on it! Harder, wishing the car would go faster and faster, open yet just fly. I pulled into the house, jumped out of the seats and Gareth waited

CAMILLEI woke up to a sharp pain from my lower abdomen. I clutched my stomach, groaning softly as the familiar dull throb intensified. Oh no! I hope I didn't stain the sheets.Waves after waves, it crashed into me till I almost curled into a ball."You alright?" Matteo's voice boomed from behind me, he started to sit up.This couldn't get any worse.I tried to roll out of bed but his arm stopped me, "Where are you going?""I need to pee," I groaned, frustration lacing my voice."What's with the attitude?" he asked softly, curious and concerned? I shook off the feeling and started to get up, trying not to crouch to get more attention than necessary."Why are you still here?" it was just afternoon and he could be at work. I glanced at the sheets, trying to find any stain with my eyes. I was afraid if I moved it then we'd all see the mess I've made.He rubbed his eyes, looking hotter than expected. Glad to know my libido worked just fine. "You were ordered to keep me home."With what we