Elijah's P.O.V
"The world is not quite ready for the real Camila, trust me" Camila says with a low chuckle, shaking her head.
"You never know, you're a role model to a lot of people out there, and it doesn't really matter if they don't accept you, as long as you accept who you are, that's all that matters" I tell her honestly.
"A role model?" she asks herself softly, a small smile playing on her lips.
Her eyes fell to her feet as she drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around herself protectively.
"A persona built for the media, that's all we rich people do right, just build fake personas to get by, hiding all our dirty secrets from the outside world, in hopes of robbing them blind" she says in a low tone, almost inaudibly.
The way her voice cracked a few times was enough to know she was hurt by how she had to live her life in the eye of the public. There are things we have to do that we'r
Camila's P.O.VRubbing my eyes, I walked into the hall and yawned. I couldn't get out of bed early enough, I was feeling a it under the weather, Elijah insisted I stay in bed and get some rest, I slept through most of the day.Now it was time for my evening meal, I can't believe he let me sleep that long. He had a meeting today but it was at home, I didn't bother to ask who he was meeting with. The way I was feeling, there was no way I'd be interested in knowing."Ew" Quinn says when I walk into the the kitchen. "What ran over you?" she asks with a friendly laugh."I'm glad you always find my misery amusing" I replied nodding and taking a seat by the island.She doesn't respond and I turned to look at her, surprised to see what she was wearing today, sweats. For the first time, she looked decent to me. It was like her wardrobe only consisted of slut wear and cat calling, it's actually nice seeing her in something normal."I
Elijah's P.O.V"Is that right?" Camila asks Emilio from somewhere in the hallway.I could hear them out there bickering as they always do, it drove me crazy watching them be so close, I shouldn't be jealous because I'm married to her. But she has more time with him now that I'm not that free.Clair had me working on his project for almost a week and everything has been going good so far, I'm almost finished with it. I knew my way around my father to get the information needed. I never thought that I would be going against my father, but at the rate he's going, he needs to be put down.I always knew he was dirty man, but he's cheating people into charity and not giving it to the ones who are in need of it, he uses uses fake investments to rob people, he's just as greedy as he's always been.Money, money, money.He can never get enough, maybe going against him might teach him a lesson. And maybe then, he might not
Camila's P.O.V"That's great news!" Clair beams over the video chat.I called him and told him about the pregnancy and he's apparently taking it well, he'd always been so protective of me, it was his job anyway."I used him" I remind and he let's out a laugh."Sweetheart, we've all used people in our time, trust me, he'll get over it" he chuckles.I look over at Elijah asleep on my bed, after we talked for three whole hours he decided he wanted to just sleep in here for the night. His mother was the one who convinced him to tell me everything that was going on.Judie knew and I knew, but she told him that if he really cared for me then he would tell me the truth and get it out of the way. I appreciate Elijah for coming to me straight away rather than wait until some appointed time where he asked me out on a date just to tell me about it."I hope so" I say looking at the screen again, capturing a smile fr
Camila's P.O.V"You look different" Devon comments as his eyes watched me from across the table."Is that so?" I ask glancing up at him but refusing to meet his eyes.Devon and Elijah had business to take care of for Clair, but I had to dragged into it because I know more about what they're doing than they did. I didn't want to get involved because ever since I sat down outside with them, the tension has been thick.Neither of them spoke unless it was necessary and it was killing me."Yes, there's definitely something different about you" Devon acknowledged sitting up to look at me better."When you find what it is please inform me" I chuckled looking up with a smile."You're smiling, there's definitely something different" he says putting his papers down and giving me his full attention."Maybe I'm happier" I shrugged glancing at Elijah, who was trying so hard not to intervene.Devon looked at Elijah bu
Camila's P.O.V"You want us to get a divorce?" I ask my father in disbelief, even though I expected it."I'm not asking you to, I'm telling you to get a divorce, it won't be so hard Camila" he replies twirling his cigar in between his fingers.He really came all the way over here just to tell me to get a divorce. All because he's signed with Marcell Clair now and doesn't need the Camorra contract, poor guy just keeps selling himself short for more riches.The Camorra contract could have been the best thing ever, but he's so greedy, I don't blame him for wanting more for himself."And what if I don't want to?" I challenged.His eyes looked at me, inspecting my face before he squinted at me. His usual way of saying I dare you, but I've gotten used to it way too much these days."You don't want to do that" he replies with a sly chuckle."Why not?" I ask trying to reel as much as I can fro
Quinn's P.O.V"At least she won't be a bother anymore" Mom says over the phone.She just informed me about Camila's accident, it was no shock to me, Dad said he was going to get rid of her because she was a major setback in his future plans.It made me sick just how easily they would kill off their own blood just for money, I've been dealt with many cards and I kept my cool with ever single one, even when it was tearing me apart, I tried my best to at least believe it will be over soon."You of all people would be happy" I muttered with an eyeroll, "I didn't expect anything less or more" I tell her honestly.She has never been a mother figure to neither me nor Camila, for all the games we had play for them we could have at least gotten a little love.Holding onto someone's innocence can make them lose their minds, I'm glad Camila escaped them. She was always the one who called them out on their bull shit and wa
Emilio's P.O.VMy mother looked between Zoe and I, reflecting my same feelings, I didn't want to be here as much as she did but we had work to do.Camila left us a lot to uncover and to unpack, it needed more than two people to do the job and my Mom just happened to be the extra hand I needed."What was she trying to gain from this?" Mom asks in a hushed tone."Camila has her ways Mom, I couldn't tell you" I answer, "but there's no way she actually wanted us to get back together" I say glancing at Zoe.I don't think Zoe really understands that it was all a set up, she hurt Camila, so Camila hurt her. Everyone was just stabbing each other in their backs, going against each other day by day. I've been working with Camila for a while now, over three years, we had to pretend we weren't acquainted.She was a great person and she knew how to get her way, she knew Nick had his plans and what they all planned to do with her. She was
Xavier Clair "They already tried emptying her accounts" I tell my father over the chat. He scratched his grey bearded face and let out a sigh, he was stressed enough after Camila's accident and now to find out they tried to empty her bank accounts twice, there was no way they could do that no matter what or who they get help from. That was the best thing about being a Clair, is that nothing you have can be accessed easily, no matter what resources the person uses to take you down. "Everything is secure" he replies kind of relieved, "are you going to the funeral?" he asks with a smile. "Are you?" I ask tilting my head, he gave me a look before we both burst out l