로그인CAMILLA As if being used by Rico for his club business wasn’t enough, he sold me to Nighthaven’s billionaire, the untouchable AUGUST CHILDE. August Childe is dangerous in ways money can’t hide. He is intense, possessive, and beautifully broken. He lives with bipolar disorder, a mind that swings between control and care. I should be afraid. Instead, I’m falling. And loving him might cost me the last piece of myself I still own. AUGUST She’s a goddess. That’s the only word that fits. I want her—desperately, irrationally—but how does someone like her survive someone like me? I want her, but I have a fiancée forced on me by my family, and my family would rather destroy this goddess than tarnish our legacy. I want her. And I don’t know how, or if I can stop. Sold into South Nighthaven’s underworld, Camilla survives years of exploitation before being claimed by August Childe—the untouchable billionaire heir whose power hides a dangerous truth: a bipolar disorder he has never learned to control. What begins as captivity ignites into a forbidden, consuming love complicated by his fiancée, a woman forced on him by his family, his family’s ruthless legacy, and a mind constantly on the edge of unraveling. When August chooses reputation and almost marries his fiancée, Camilla walks away carrying his child—only to be dragged back into the darkness she barely escaped. It is only after losing Camilla that August dismantles the empire that owned her, confronts his illness, and abandons the life that taught him love was disposable. Love offers them a second chance—but only if August chooses healing over control, and Camilla decides whether trusting the man who once let her go is worth the risk of losing herself again.
더 보기CAMILLA“The one whose child you’re carrying,” he said calmly.For a moment, the words didn’t quite land. They hovered somewhere between us, heavy and unfamiliar, like they belonged to someone else.I tightened my grip on the edge of the car door, grounding myself before I spoke.“August?” I asked, and even to my own ears, my voice sounded softer than it should have. Less certain.He studied me for a brief moment, his expression unreadable, as if he had already expected that question long before I asked it.“I’m not surprised you’d ask that,” he said smoothly. Then, after a beat, he added, “But what assurance do I have that the child you’re carrying belongs to my grandson?”That one landed.Not lightly. Not accidentally.It struck something deep and raw, something I didn’t want to name because naming it would mean admitting how much it stung. I drew in a slow breath, trying to steady myself, trying not to let him see exactly how insulting that sounded.Because it was insulting.And i
AUGUSTThe drive to the hospital felt too short.And too long at the same time.Taylor lay slumped against the seat, unmoving. Her head tilted at an unnatural angle, her breathing shallow.Every time I looked at her, something twisted deeper in my chest.My hands tightened on the wheel.I should not have pushed her.The thought kept repeating. It was loud. Relentless. It would not let me breathe.I did not even remember the exact moment. Just anger. Frustration. Then the sound of her body hitting the floor.Silence after.Too much silence.“Taylor… please,” I muttered, glancing at her again. No response.My chest tightened.For a second, a sharp, ugly thought cut through me.What if she doesn’t wake up?I swallowed hard.I pressed harder on the accelerator.On the way, I made the call.One person I had not planned to involve.One person I knew I could not handle this without.My grandfather.He picked up on the second ring.“I need you,” I said.A pause.Then, “Where?”I gave him the
CAMILLAThe gunshots didn’t stop.They came one after another, ripping through the silence, shaking the walls, rattling my chest. Each one made me flinch and made my heart hammer like it wanted to escape.Footsteps pounded outside. Voices shouted. Chaos filled every corner of the room.I couldn’t move. My body refused. My mind felt frozen, fogged, too small to process it all.Then the door slammed open.Monty burst in.Rico followed, his face twisted in anger. Their calm had vanished. Control was gone. Panic clung to them, raw and exposed.Monty’s eyes found me immediately.“Fuck,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair.Another shot rang out. Closer. Too close.Rico barked, “What the hell is going on? You said this place was secure!”“It was,” Monty snapped, already moving toward me. “Until it wasn’t. We need to get her out now.”I froze as he dropped to my level. His hands moved fast, cutting and tugging at the ropes.For a moment, I didn’t trust it.Then the ropes loosened.R
CAMILLA“You disgust me.”The words came out low and steady, but there was nothing weak about them.Gianna didn’t even flinch.She sat comfortably on Monty’s lap, one arm draped around his shoulders like she belonged there—like this was where she had always been meant for him. Like I was the one out of place. Like everything we had ever shared had been nothing but a joke to her.She tilted her head, her lips curling into a slow, mocking smile. “You’re still this naïve?” she asked, almost amused. “God, Camilla… that’s actually embarrassing.”My chest tightened, but I refused to look away. “Gianna… why?”“You’re a fool,” she said bluntly. “You always have been. You just never realized it.”Something inside me snapped—quietly, but completely.“A fool?” I let out a soft, humorless laugh. “For trusting you? Yeah… maybe I was.”Her eyes flickered for a second—but it was gone just as quickly.“You should have been wiser,” she continued, her tone colder now. “I mean, how many times did I have






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