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Chapter Thirty-Eight
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One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty-Eight
CamillaI froze mid-step, my hand still resting on the door handle. I turned slowly, my mind racing to conjure up a believable excuse."I... I needed water," I stammered. "I couldn't sleep. I thought maybe some warm milk would help, but I couldn't find the kitchen in the dark, so I just wandered for a bit."I wanted for his voice lashing out at me but nothing came.I squinted, trying to make out his face in the dim light but it seemed like he was sleeping. The question hadn't been directed at me. He had only been sleeping talking.I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, my shoulders sagging with relief. I crept closer to the sofa. I don't know what possessed me to do it, curiosity, maybe, or some lingering suspicion that this was all some elaborate trap. I needed to see for myself that he was truly unconscious.I leaned over him, close enough to hear the soft whistle of his breath, close enough to see the slight twitch of his eyelids as he dreamed. His lips moved sli
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty-seven
Camilla. I tried not to gape as we entered Vittorio’s bedroom. And failed. The room was enormous it had a massive four-poster bed that dominated it. The walls were painted in deep blue and bright cream with other elegant decors. Vittorio closed the door behind us with a soft click, and my shoulders immediately tensed. "Please," he said, gesturing toward a small seating area near the window. "Sit." I sat. He moved to a cabinet against the wall and pulled out a decanter and two glasses. I watched him as he poured the drinks. "You look like a frightened animal,” he said without turning. “I told you to relax, Camilla.” "I'm....I'm not tense." He turned and gave me a look that said he didn't believe me for a second. He crossed the room and handed me a glass of whiskey. "Drink," he said. "It will help." I took a sip. The alcohol burned spread through my chest, loosening the knot in my stomach just a fraction. I coughed slightly and he smiled. "Better?" I nodded. "Che
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty-Six
Lucas Camilla was moving into my father’s room. I stood frozen in the doorway like a fucking statue, watching them walk away together. Vittorio’s hand rested possessively at the small of her back. She tilted her head toward him, listening intently to whatever low bullshit he was murmuring. The matter-of-fact way he’d ordered it made my blood boil. I still haven't had the chance to find out why he was back so quickly after he said he was going to come back in the next two months. I turned to head back to my room and nearly collided with Isabella lingering in the hallway. I meant to walk past her, but she clearly had other plans. "Lucas." She said with a smile on her face. Gone was the warm woman sucking up to my father at dinner. "What do you want, Isabella?" "I thought you might be heading back to the dining room to watch over them." I said nothing to that so she shrugged and tried to walk past me but I grabbed her hands. "What did you think you were doing at tha
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty Five
CamillaDinner was almost peaceful.Emphasis on the almost.Then the doors opened and Isabella walked in.She was dressed in a deep burgundy gown that swept the floor behind her. Her dark hair was pinned up in a style that looked effortless but had probably taken an hour. In her hands was a slim rectangular box wrapped in gold paper."Don Vittorio." Her voice was warm and practiced. She moved toward him with open arms. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here to receive you."Vittorio rose slightly from his seat and accepted her embrace with genuine warmth. A smile broke across his face, it almost made him look fatherly."Isabella." He held her at arm's length and looked at her with obvious approval. "You look wonderful. Every time I see you, you look more like your mother.""You're too kind." She laughed softly and set the gold box on the table in front of him. "I brought this from Milan. I remembered you mentioned once that you preferred the aged ones."He opened the box. Inside was a bottle of
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty four
Camilla The second I reached my room, I shut the door and leaned against it. At least right now, nobody was looking at me. Nobody was ordering me around. Nobody was standing too close. Nobody had their hand beside my head while staring at my mouth. My eyes squeezed shut. God. Why was I still thinking about that? I pushed away from the door and walked toward the vanity. A week ago my biggest problem had been surviving an arranged marriage. Now my biggest problem was trying not to think about my husband's son. That felt significantly worse. A knock interrupted my thoughts. The door opened before I could answer. Martha entered with two maids behind her. One carried garment bags. The other carried jewelry boxes. I immediately frowned. "What is all that?" "The master is returning, Mrs. Salvatore." As if I could somehow forget. "Therefore you must prepare." I almost laughed. Prepare. The word made it sound like a military operation. Judging by the speed with which they descend
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thiry three
Camilla Lucas climbed into the driver's seat without another word.The door shut behind him, and just like that, the moment between us dissolved like it had never happened. Like he hadn't just been inches from my face with his breath on my lips and his hand pressed against the window behind my head.I turned and stared out the window.Lucas drove quietly with one hand loose on the wheel while the other rested on his thigh. He looked unbothered. Unlike me. I scowled, bastard."What about Sofia?" I asked, breaking the silence.Lucas didn't respond immediately. He just kept his eyes on the road."Lucas." I turned in my seat to look at the side of his face. "I asked you a question. That girl was hurt. She had marks on her neck, on her arms. You saw them too. You can't just.."The car's Bluetooth cut me off with a sharp ringing sound.Lucas pressed the button on the steering wheel without hesitation. "Talk."Ivan's voice came through."The girl is sorted. She's in a safe house off Meri
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Camilla The music thumped through the walls of the alcove. It was a dull bass beat that matched the throb of anger building inside me. The man, Alfredo still had his hand suspended in the air, frowning at Lucas."You think I'm scared of you, pretty boy?" Alfredo spat but he lowered his hand. "I ha
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty-one
LucasI led Camilla through the crowd, my hand wrapped around her wrist tighter than it needed to be. "Lucas, you are hurting me." she said as she stumbled after me.I knew that and funnily, that wasn't the only thing I wanted to do to her.It took everything in me not to drag her back to the car
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Thirty
Camilla Lucas looked me over. "Go change," he said.I blinked. "What?""Go to your room and change into something you can move in." He replied. "Something practical that could pass as a club wear. "I frowned "I don't have a...""Find one or you are not coming."He walked out of the study before I
One Night Stand With My Stepson Chapter Twenty Nine
Camilla The workers stood frozen in place, their eyes darting between Lucas and me like they were stuck a match they desperately wanted to escape.Lucas's jaw tightened. "Dismiss them." He ordered calmly.I blinked. "What?""You heard me." His eyes never left mine. "Dismiss the servants. Now."I t
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