he managed to get our producer to agree with him.” “Shit! That’s bad news, I'm not prepared yet.” “You should always be prepared for the worst, Cami,” Conan said firmly. “I know…” I slumped against the seat lazily. “But still…” “You have an hour to prepare yourself.” He glanced at his watch. “I’ll be right back in a few minutes.” “Conan, stay with me.” “I’ll be there in a few minutes, girl. I have got something to deal with first.” After an hour,"He's here, Cami," Conan whispered in my ear, making my heart throb uncomfortably. I felt my hands were clammy and my breathing was uneven due to nervousness. Four years had passed since I last saw him. There was a time when he was the man of my dreams, and there had been a time when he had become my nightmare. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Four years ago, he humiliated me in front of the entire world by throwing me out of his life. He treated me like dirt in his shoes. He wounded my heart and hurt my soul. I would never fo
CamilleI closed my eyes when Colette entered my office. I plastered a smile though my insides were shaking. What if Scott recognizes his daughter? A shiver passed down my spine when I glanced at Scott. He was staring at me with a calm and composed expression as if he knew everything about me. Didn't he feel shocked to see Colette? Why was he so silent and controlled? Why didn't he show some emotion? That Scott looked even more dangerous to me. "Who is she?" The director asked with a smile. "She is my daughter," I replied. My voice was surprisingly stiff. "Jesus Christ, do you have a daughter?" The old man blurted out in shock. "Yeah…" I got up from my seat, sauntered to Colette, and kneeled to reach her small height, whispering, "What are you doing here, honey? Didn't your dad tell you mum was busy?" "I just want to meet him." She grinned while pointing to Scott and my chest tightened with terror. "You should not have been here, Col," I gritted my teeth out, which made her eyes
"Miss Camille Davidson, what a small world?" A chill went through me when I heard his dark, yet sexy, voice. I lifted my chin to look at him. Once my eyes locked with his, I couldn't stop myself from shivering. He was no longer the man he was eight years ago. He appeared to be formidable and cruel. His blue eyes nearly looked dark due to rage. As I gripped the serving tray, I retreated my steps, my cheeks burning from humiliation. Everyone was watching us with keen interest. There was a time when Scott Martinez used to work for me, and now I am working for him. I was fully aware of his intentions. I knew why he was there and what he wanted from me. This time he would never let me go after all I was the one who had destroyed his small world. I murdered his brother. *******
Present “I’m sorry, ma’am, we can’t lend you money at this moment.” I nipped my nails in frustration when the banker said this over the phone. Despite my best efforts, I just couldn’t get a loan to save my house. Now, I don’t understand what to do. I hesitated as I asked, “Can you try once again?” “I’m afraid I can not,” he replied with a sigh and paused for a moment. “Is there anything I can help you with, Miss Davidson?”I rolled my eyes while gripping my cell phone in my hand. “No, thank you, Mr. David.” I hung up as fear twisted my gut. My life was in the middle of nowhere. Despite my wish to kill myself, I was unable to do so because of my three younger siblings.“Camille…” suddenly, my father’s pale voice tumbled in my ears. I jerked my head towards his voice and nearly screamed out when I found his weakened body on the ground; he was grasping a glass and blood was dripping from the side of his mouth. I knew his time would come, but I never imagined that this would happen s
Present“Miss Aana Watson.” My interviewee called me by my fake name, which I stated in my resume to conceal my true identity. I swallowed hard before forcing a smile. “Yes…” “Why do you want to work at this restaurant?” He asked and stared into my eyes. Uncertainty gripped my chest as I struggled to maintain eye contact. If he discovered the truth, what would I do? Scott had shut down every path that could help me and my family. He wanted us to see him dying miserably. I had known he would come to avenge his brother, but I never expected that he would become this heartless. The entire city of Boston was under him. Everyone knew who he was, and they all wanted to get a glimpse of him. Every restaurant, bar, and shop had been ordered not to hire me. Two days ago, my sister lost her bartending job, so I wasn’t sure if this cruelty is also happening to her. Scott Martinez wanted us to beg for mercy on his feet, which is something I would never, ever do. “Miss Watson…” my employer-to
Present“Sad and depressed, I forced myself to move towards my home. Everything was gone. I once again lost to Scott Martinez. I was to die a tragic death at his hands, and he was on his way to accomplishing it. I would soon give up and beg for mercy at his feet. It was impossible to believe I was falling in love with him. All he wanted was my life. He had already snatched all I had owned once in my life. In his eyes, I could see a thirst for revenge. No matter what, he would never leave me alone. It was my dream to leave the country with my siblings, but I didn’t have enough money. “Cami!” My attention was immediately drawn to Natalie who was running toward me. A wave of panic swept through me when I saw her tearful eyes and stained face, as though she had been crying for hours. “Nati...” I walked toward her and grabbed her shoulder to stabilize her as she was trembling uncontrollably. “What happened?”“Clarence...” she swallowed, tears still streaming down her cheeks. “What happe
PresentAs his eyes were fixed on me, Scott commanded his crew, “Stop shooting and get out!” I squirmed when he growled at me. “What are you willing to do, Miss Davidson?”"Baby..." Maura said and he turned his head to look at her. “Do you want me to leave?”“No, stay.” I straightened up when Scott moved away from me and got dressed. “What are you willing to do, Miss Davidson?” he shouted and I jolted. With a raspy voice, I replied, "I’m willing to do anything, Mr. Martinez?”“What do you want her to do, Maura?” he asked his fiancee as his tone softened. She gazed at me with a dark look in her eyes as she walked over to Scott. "I'll teach that ugly rat a good lesson. She made us suffer. She took advantage of us, and we'll return the favor."“You are free to do whatever you like with her, but don't let her come near me because she makes me feel sick.”"She will work for me," Maura announced, and I became tense when a sneer spread across her lips. When they finalized the deal, I whi
Past ScottMy hair was damp, and my shirt was soaked in sweat from the football match practice, I ran my fingers through my hair restlessly and caught a glimpse of my appearance through the window of the car."She has a girlfriend," Harry, my best friend, said and I frowned. "She is gay." I said nothing and glanced at the road."I think you're becoming crazier and crazier every day. You hate her but still, you can't seem to stop yourself from leering at her," my friend said with a knowing smile. "Get the hell out of here!" "She'll take you to hell!" He spat and stormed away from my sight and I sighed in relief. "Hey bro…" I released a frustrated sigh as I turned to look at my twin brother, Samuel, whose dark hair was slicked back and blue eyes seemed dull under his heavy glasses. He gave me a boyish smile and asked, "What are you doing here?""Waiting for somebody else," I replied boringly and looked at the street again but her bike was nowhere in sight. "Who is the luckiest one