Well, he knows!
Cameron’s face was set in a deep frown as he fiddled with the paper in his hand. He had lost count of the number of times he had stared at it all weekend, terrified the words on it would change the moment he looked away. His hair was messy like he had run his fingers through it repeatedly. He caught a glimpse of her from his monitor as she walked in, and he immediately rang her up. Every minute he had to wait for her felt like long agonizing hours.Until she walked in, her long curly hair framing her perfect face, clad in the most tight-fitting white dress he had ever seen her in, with a black jacket draped on her shoulders. Her long legs accentuated by the black stilettos she had on. He bit down on his lips and sucked in a breath.“Good morning, Mr. Grayson,” she greeted in that sing-song voice of hers, pulling him out of his reverie. She had a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. He wondered in that moment if she had always been like that. If all the nervousne
Scarlett was sitting cross-legged in front of her table, her eyes fixated on her screen, sipping from a cup. Her workload had doubled, and she knew it was all thanks to Lucious. Lucious hated her guts, even more now that he found out she had dark hair. He didn’t look like he was going to admit that she had fooled him with a cheap box dye, but he sure knew how to express his displeasure.Suddenly, the doors opened with a force that startled her. She looked up from her laptop to stare into the disgruntled face of Cameron. His hair looked like he had run his fingers through it repeatedly, his brows furrowed, and his full lips were upturned. His black jacket was slung over his arm, his tie hung loosely around his neck, and a few buttons of his black silk shirt were undone.She got to her feet, her eyes giving him a once-over. “Mr....Cameron,” she corrected herself at the last minute.“Pack up, we have somewhere to go,” he responded without sparing her a glance.The lines of worry on her fo
Her heart was racing in her chest, “No...” her voice was barely audible.“Scarlett, I’m giving you the time to tell me what it is you’re keeping from me...” his tone was growing impatient.“Cameron, I don’t under...”“Don’t act coy with me, Scarlett,” he cut in, his grey eyes bore into hers, “You and I know, you’re not innocent,” he said through gritted teeth.Her cheeks burned bright red in embarrassment; she knew exactly what he was talking about. He was referring to the night in Paris, the night where she was sad, pumped full with more than her usual amount of alcohol, and ready to make wrong decisions. She had been anything but innocent that night. She didn’t know how much he knew, but she was willing to play the long game, for as long as she could.She swallowed, trying to ignore the proximity of their bodies, his breath that fanned her cheeks, his lips next to hers...She cleared her throat and tried to pull away from him, but it was futile. His strong arms were on each side of
Scarlett lost track of time and any sensible thought the moment she lost sight of the taillights of Cameron’s car as he drove away. Nothing made sense, just like that lonely morning in Paris. Tears were flowing freely down her cheeks, fresh ones brimming in her eyes, her thoughts were all over the place. Cameron knew, somehow he knew. For how long, she didn’t know, but he had a test, he had done a DNA test.She raked through her head trying to figure it all out, and it made sense that he knew the very first time he saw Levi. Yes, Levi had all of his features, but how could he have been so sure, how... Yet, somehow, the weeks that followed after that, he had pretended like nothing happened, like he didn’t just find out something as huge as that, why...What did it mean? She thought to herself, what was he going to get out of all this? What was he planning? The more she thought about it, the pang in her chest heightened.She didn’t know how she got to her house, but she was standing at t
“I think you should try on the cotton blue shirt!” Lucious suggested, failing to hide the excitement in his voice. He turned to one of the assistants who was helping set up the lighting. “What do you think, Blake?”Blake merely shrugged.Lucious dismissed him with a wave of the hand. “Trust me, Mr. Grayson...”“You know how much I hate colors,” Cameron protested.“I do, but there’s something about you in a casual cotton blue shirt that speaks to the average person. It gives off a normal boss, hard worker, someone’s daddy vibe...” Lucious trailed off as Cameron almost choked.Cameron shot up from his chair. “Are you okay? Can I help you?”“I’m fine,” Cameron replied in a barely audible voice, grabbing a glass of water and sipping.“Trust me, while the silk black shirts ooze pure class, there’s something about this one...” Lucious trailed off. “I can’t quite place my finger on it.”“If you say so then...” Cameron conceded and began to unbutton his shirt. “Remind me, Lucious, what’s the
Despite all the emotions she was feeling inside, she couldn’t help but gawk at him as the photographers clicked pictures of him in different poses. She forced herself to look away, and that was when she saw Lucious staring at him with a look that could be better described as adoration and worship. She turned to the photographer, who was smiling too hard. She couldn’t tell if it was normal excitement or the kind that Lucious was feeling.She turned to the assistant, who seemed to be the only one in clear headspace among them. He simply moved about with a blank expression on his face. Scarlett rubbed her neck. If she didn’t find a way to put this damned attraction to him behind her, it would be hard for her to make smart decisions concerning Levi.“I think we’ve got it!” the photographer announced.Lucious frowned. “Are you sure?”“Come, check the photos...”“Mr. Grayson, are you...”“I’m fine, Lucious,” he answered curtly.Lucious rushed towards the photographer, the assistant hovering
Scarlett almost jumped up in excitement when Cameron walked past her and asked her to meet him at the parking lot. She squealed in excitement just as the doors closed shut and began to pack all her things.A week had gone by, and yet she had still not gotten the chance to speak with Cameron. The few times she tried to go to him, he shut her down immediately. There was a time he did it in front of a small group; she had almost died from embarrassment that day. It didn’t deter her, however. It was important that they had the talk; every day that went by with him not speaking to her was agonizing. At some point, he stopped showing up at work until today.She rushed down the parking lot, and thankfully he was alone with his security detail. She closed the distance between them and exhaled; this was her chance to talk with him alone. Surely whatever anger he felt would have been long gone by now, wouldn’t it...“Mr. Grayson...”He didn’t acknowledge her.“Cameron...” Her voice was barely a
“It’s a pleasure to have you here, Mr. Grayson. I’m Dr. Tucker,” a short middle-aged man extended a hand to him.Cameron took it and shook firmly. “The pleasure is all mine. I just need a quick tour of the hospital.”“Of course, I and my team are here to help.”Lucious leaned closer and whispered in his ear, “We need to get you camera-ready.”“There’ll be no need for any of that, Lucious. I’m here for the children,” he answered simply.Scarlett was standing behind them and was able to catch that part of their conversation, which made her look up at him in awe.They handed each of them a scrub, a hair net, and a glove. They first walked through the administrative block of the hospital. Scarlett gawked at him as he listened attentively to the doctor’s explanations. She realized he took it seriously. This wasn’t one of those mandatory performative kindness acts he had to show as a celebrity in the media eye; he was genuinely invested in this. She had a newfound admiration for him as she