Camila
“What do you mean you’re dropping the complaint?” Kyland rebukes as soon as the word drop leaves my mouth.
I sit on the couch, ignoring his sharp voice and eyes blazing like a torch. When Pyke told me who Aaron Gray is, I know I’m going to be under public scrutiny. Pyke was not happy though. Nevertheless, he didn’t argue about it. I’ve no doubt when he said he will stand by my side if I’ll change my mind.
“Are you listening to me, Camila? Why are you going to do that? Did Hughes force you to drop it?” He can literally burn this whole apartment with anger. His face turns red, nostrils are flaring, and hands already balled into fists.
“Leave him out of this, Kyland,” Bianca says, cutting the tensions in the room. She takes a seat beside me.
“Oh.” He raises his brow. “Are you on that asshole’s side, too?” he asks with sarcasm.
“No, Kill, but if Cam decided to drop, then we have to respect it. I know it’s
PYKEA year and a half later...It’s funny to watch my wife, yes, my wife fidgeting and constantly blowing a breath. This is her first major project. I can’t be any prouder of her as I watch her work hard in her growing 4x4 Gear.Her engineers and designers worked hard every day and night to perfect their design. I awed when I saw the graphic design she showed me when I visited her at her office.“Relax, Babe. You will get the deal, trust me.” I squeeze her trembling hand.They had a few proposals but had been turned down, said it was already on the market, but Camila never gave up and worked harder to make it more advanced and unique to attract the auto market.“You’re pretty confident,” she says, squeezing my hand back.“I am, and your project is just perfect. Trust me, you and your team did a great job. And I’m so proud of you.”“I didn’t get the deal yet, Love.”“No matter what their decis
PYKE“Babe, I don’t think this is a good time.” The bolt of electricity sends through my cock when Camila strokes me through my bulge. I can come in my jeans if she will continue stroking me just the way I like it.“And why is that?” She seductively bites her bottom lip. She knows exactly I can’t say no to her.“We’ll gonna be late for Levi’s game, you know that,” I say, trying to distract myself but fail so when she begins to unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans.“This won’t take long, trust me, Love,” she says confidently, pushing my jeans and boxers down to my knees.My hard and thick cock springs freely. Camila quickly down on her knees, making my cock jerks with anticipation. This is not her first time, but still, it excites me considering she sucks like a pro.God help me.I grab the edge of the dresser for support as I watch her teasing me. She grabs the base of my cock, stroking it slowl
PYKEParker and Xandry are holding their abdomen and throwing their heads back at the sofa as they laugh like idiots. I shake my head in amusement and also of annoyance while watching them laughing at me. The entire house is filled with their barks of laughter.I’m glad that Xandry visited me and apologized to Camila. I forgave him, and there’s no reason to dwell on the past since I have Camila in my life now.My phone chimes in my grasp, a confirmation of my order I did online a few minutes ago. And the reason why the two idiots laugh their asses out at me.As promised, Parker reminds me that I fell worse than him. I plead guilty, and I can’t deny it because in less than two months I’m already engaged to Camila, compared to him and Emily of more than a year relationship.“Christ, Pyke! No wonder you punched me like there’s no tomorrow which it hurt like hell by the way. If it wasn’t my fault you got punches from m
CamilaA gasp escapes my lips, stands on my feet when a male voice echoes in the small home. His baritone voice reminds me of his father.An uncertain smile spread across my lips as I watch Levi stops mid-way with a shock on his face. It’s obvious he doesn’t know about our unexpected visit. He drops his backpack to the floor with a thud, then blinks and closes his mouth.His dark chocolate eyes shift gazes between me and Pyke. He has Uncle Levi’s skin, hair, lips, and the shape of his face. At seventeen he’s tall and beefy. He’s wearing his school jersey and faded jeans.I move closer to him with a smile a little too excited. “Oh, my God! You really look like him.” I cup his face, staring at him with awe. I blink back the tears forming in my eyes when I notice his body goes rigid.Levi stays silent, and it bothers me that he might not like me being here—that’s what’s making me fidgety throughout the ride.“Do
PYKEInstead of getting offended, I find myself smiling while Camila is in a deep frown.“I didn’t steal that. And just so you know, I was not proposing.” I release my arms from her, taking a seat in front of the dinner.Her scowl deepens. “So, all those words you’ve said were not actually true? You don’t mean it?”“What do you think?” I ask, provoking her.She blinks, bites her bottom lip, and looks down at the miniature car in her hand.Shit! She’s not gonna cry, isn’t she?“I shouldn’t have believed you, you know,” she mutters.“Come here.” I gesture my hand.She hesitates for seconds.“Sit, Babe.” I look up at her and hold her hands. “I mean every word I said. I can’t live a second without you. Who would have thought I will fall in love one day? But I never regretted falling hard for you. I love you so much, Camila.”I take the car from her hand. “I should’ve let you
CamilaThe doctor allows me to go home since my test results are within a normal range. I’m under stress these couple of days. I finally agree to see a psychologist when the nightmare still keeping me awake almost every night.Pyke is still lying in the hospital bed for two days now. His lungs are filled with smoke. The pulmonologist advised to keep him on assist control breathing to clean up his lungs. And thank God, Kyland didn’t get many injuries besides a little bump on his head—no concussion, a left black-eyed, and split lip caused by that psychopath who pretended to be Pyke’s relative.What happened two nights ago finally convinces me that Pyke is important to me than anything. I keep on denying that I’m only attracted to him rather than facing the fact that I let him into my life because I trust him more than I trust anyone in my life. I sleep with him because I know my body belongs to him—my fate is to be with him. Our