Present Camille “I don’t know.” Conan stepped forward. “I spoke to my father. He will take care of it. He is working with his team to take down those pictures and videos from the internet.” I said nothing, staring at the floor. My mind was not working. It was numb. “It’s okay, Cami...” Conan whispered before he pulled me against his chest into a tight hug. “Everything is going to be fine.” “Nothing is fine, Conan!” I growled. “And nothing will ever be fine.” “I’ll make sure the pictures are removed from the internet as soon as possible. If my dad can’t find the way, I’ll do it myself.” “I don’t deserve you,” I mumbled. “How come you are always there for me when I need him most?” My words were uttered without me realizing it. A stony expression spread across Conan’s face as I stared up at him. “I’m sorry.” “Why are you still sticking with him, Cami? What is so pleasant about him? He doesn’t fucking deserve you. It will take you a long time to realize that bastard is messing wit
Present Camille"How long will you stay like that, Cami?" Conan asked with a hint of annoyance. "You seem lost somewhere..." he approached me and sat next to me, placing his hand on my shoulder. "Cami, are you alright?" "I don't know..." I shook my head, brushing my tears away. "I heard he is getting married next week. Is it true? He never texted me back nor did he reply to any of my calls. Why did he betray me? I think he was the one who posted all our intimate pictures and videos on the internet. He has planned everything since day one." "I have told you many times to stay the fuck away from Scott Martinez," Conan said angrily. "But you never listen to me.""Because I was blindly in love with him, Conan. I have loved him since childhood. Did you know I slept with his twin brother because he had Scott's face?" I closed my eyes in misery, swallowing hard. My throat turned dry. "But I never thought that would turn out to be my biggest mistake. He made my intimate videos secretly and
PresentCamille “Ah…” I groaned when my head throbbed with a severe headache. “Here you go.” Conan gave me morphine with a glass of water. “It’ll relieve you of pain.”“Last night I drank too much.” I swallowed a pill before gulping water in one go. “Yeah and I enjoyed your slur the entire night.” He broke into a laugh. “And your dance.” “Oh my gosh!” I covered my face in embarrassment. “What did I do?” “You gave me a lap dance, baby.” “What?” I felt my cheeks turn tomato red due to shame. “Shit!” “You threw up twice on me.” I frowned. “And I changed your clothes because you didn’t leave me a choice. You were a mess yesterday.” “Oh no, Conan! What did you see?” I snapped my eyes at him and glared at him hard. “Did you see everything?” “Not everything.” He held his smile back, gazing at me from head to toe. “I’m not that pervert.”“Thanks, goddess.” I sighed in relief, examining myself. I was wearing a blue t-shirt, which was big for my size. “By the way, you look sexy in my
Present CamilleI inhaled deeply as my heart was throbbing harder. I was gripping Conan’s hand to ease my tension but it didn't work. “I never thought that he would invite me to his wedding,” I said. My voice was filled with despair and pain. To be honest, I was not happy with Scott's marriage. That day Maura and Scott were getting married. The ceremony was taking place in a very private place. The whole country was excited about their wedding ceremony. The paparazzi and cameramen roamed around the town with their heavy cameras. There was also press everywhere. “Well, he is getting married.” Conan sighed, squeezing my hand. “I know how you are feeling right now, Cami.” "Well, I am relieved to be free of Maura's slavery. Scott has ended our contract and he told me he would bear all of my brother’s medical costs without having me work for him. Now, I can do whatever I like.” “Why don’t you marry me instead?” Conan asked and I snapped my eyes at him. “I told you, you deserve bette
Present ScottA feeling of agitation filled my entire body. I couldn't sit still as I walked from one end of the hospital hallway to the other. Maura was fighting for her life in the emergency room. The only thing I was praying for was that she would survive. I made a mistake by inviting Camille to our wedding ceremony. It would never have happened if I hadn't invited her. When I entered, everyone watched me and snapped their heads at me. When they saw me, curiosity killed their eyes. They did not seem too pleased to see me there. No one attempted to get an autograph or take pictures of me. There was just a strange look on everyone's face as they looked at me. The news that had recently been broadcast in the waiting room made my hair stand on end. My eyes were fixed on the screen and I leaned back in a chair. I saw myself dragging Camille from the lounge and throwing her onto the street like trash. She fell to her knees and broke into a silent cry. The sight of her like that brok
FOUR YEAR LATER Scott Martinez"Cam, it's been four years." I pursed my lips, trying to find the right words to say. "Four fucking years. I’m an asshole, aren’t I? I’m a bastard, fucker, dickhead that I treat you badly. You didn’t deserve that…” My lips trembled as I was speaking. Every word stabbing my heart like a fucking knife. I know that saying sorry will never make things better, but I still regret every moment of my life. Living without you is worse than I have ever thought before, Cam.” A small tear broke from my right eye as my jaw clenched harder. “I wish I could end my life. Why the fuck did I ask you to leave me forever? I should not have…" I gazed at the white roses I had put on her grave. They were spattering across pristine white marble, adorning her grave. "How wrong I was about you and I never gave you a chance to correct me…because I was fucking stupid." I looked up at dark clouds hanging in the sky. There was a feeling that it was going to rain, but I couldn't car
Camille“Col…” I screamed out in fear when she rushed toward the door. "Oh my God!" I slapped my hand against my chest, feeling my throbbing heartbeat under my palm. “How many times do I have to tell you not to rush, honey?" “Conan is here,” she mumbled, jumping to hold the door knob. “Please open the door, Mum.” As I approached her, I sighed and glared at her. My heart instantly melted when I saw my four year old’s smile. I never thought I would be blessed with such an adorable baby girl. I had endured a lot of hardship while she was in my womb. If Conan was not there for me I might have lost my second baby also. Our plane crashed while I was a few months pregnant. I had suffered from internal bleeding. It was Conan who saved my life by donating his blood. I still remembered the days when I was in bed, gazing at him with my blank expression. I thought I had lost my Colette and I would never see her again. However, Conan placed his warm hand on mine and gave me a smile and told me m
ScottI walked out of my office. My employees greeted me with warm smiles as I walked down the hallway and headed toward the conference hall. I had my international studio where I spent most of my time. As soon as I entered the conference hall my team stood up in respect. "Good morning, sir," the manager said with a polite smile. "Please be seated all of you." I nodded and took my seat. "So let's get started." Mr. Arthur said who was my most trustable partner so far. "I have an offer for you, Mr. Martinez. A film-producing company from the UK wants to work with us. What thrilled me was that this company is part of the Arthur group, and they are offering you the role of their male lead in their next movie. Would you like to work with them?" "Do they know how much I charge for a movie?" I asked while leaning against the chair and looking into his eyes. "They do, I guess." Arthur hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I think we should not let this opportunity pass, sir. I have