LOGINDearest readers, We are almost nearing the end of Nathan and Camilla's story and Nathan finally asking his mortal business enemy to help him is the highlight of the story for me. let us see how these men collaborate to rescue their princess, Camilla.
ISABELLA“Oh, you have got to be kidding me!”I stared in horror at the muddy water splattered all over my white pants.The car responsible was already halfway down the road.Of course.Of course this would happen today.I had spent twenty minutes deciding what to wear for this interview. Twenty whole minutes standing in front of my mirror debating whether the white pants looked professional enough.It is official.The world is conspiring against me. This is what I get for trying.I grabbed the packet of wet wipes from my bag and attempted to clean the stain.The dirt only smeared further.Wonderful.Absolutely wonderful.I checked the time on my phone and groaned.It did not matter now.I was already running late.There was no point standing around feeling sorry for myself.I shoved the wipes back into my bag and hurried toward the massive black gates looming ahead.The property behind them looked more like a private estate than a house.I pressed the buzzer.A crackling voice immedi
EPILOGUEDARREN“Who would have thought?”Camilla laughed as she adjusted the veil draped over her shoulder.The afternoon sun caught against the diamonds around her neck and for a second, she looked exactly like the little girl who used to follow me around in family gatherings asking impossible questions.Only now she was wearing a wedding dress and she was married."I know," Camilla said, shaking her head. "Trust me, I still can't believe it either."The reception buzzed around us.Music drifted through the air.People laughed and champagne glasses clinked.Nathan stood across the room speaking with Lucien while Jason danced with Elizabeth like they were the only two people in existence.Some things never changed."I am happy for you, Cami."Her smile softened."Thank you for everything. You actually pushed me to go after what I wanted.""That sounds unlike me."She laughed at this. “You know, Uncle… I know you have had the worst luck in women but I cannot wait for you to meet the on
CAMILLAThe drive to Nathan's place was silent,.My hands rested in my lap, fingers laced together, and I could feel my heart beating in my throat, in my wrists, between my thighs.Nathan drove with one hand on the steering wheel, the other reaching across to rest on my knee. His thumb traced lazy circles against the fabric of my dress, and every brush of his skin against mine sent a ripple of heat through my body.I watched his profile in the dim light of the dashboard.The sharp line of his jaw, the way his lips parted slightly when he breathed, the tension in his shoulders that I knew had nothing to do with the road.He pulled into a private driveway and killed the engine.For a moment, neither of us moved.Then he turned to me, and the look in his eyes made my breath catch."Are you sure?" he asked quietly.I reached out and placed my hand over his, still resting on my knee."I have never been more sure of anything in my life."He held my gaze for a long moment, searching my eyes f
NATHAN“And how pray tell did you find this cozy ice cream place at the end of the world?” Camilla’s eyebrow rose as we drove out of the city.“Well, I wanted to recreate our first date minus the racing of course, and Christian mentioned he knew someplace that he was sure you would absolutely love so I decided to check it out myself and he is right, you will love it.”I turned to her and she had a smile on her face.“What?” I asked.“You just said our first date.”“Well, yes to remind you while you think about forgiving me the reason you fell in love with me in the first place.”“I was not in love with you at the race.” she muttered indignantly but she was blushing furiously too.“Yes, you were. And you were grateful for me, remember?”Camilla rolled her eyes.“You and I seem to have a very different version of the same event.”“Let me see…” I pretended to think. “Nope, I think my version is very much accurate and it is okay if you do not want to admit it.”Camilla chuckled at this and
CAMILLA“Before you kill me…”My father’s voice greeted me the second I stepped into the living room.I paused in the doorway and narrowed my eyes at him.He sat comfortably on the sofa, one ankle resting on his knee, looking entirely too pleased with himself for a man who had conspired behind my back.“How did it go with Nathan?” he asked.“I cannot believe you would band together with Nathan Clark to manipulate me into speaking to him.”My father placed a hand over his chest in mock offense.“I cannot believe it either but here we are, little dove.”Despite myself, my lips twitched.He patted the empty spot beside him.“Besides,” he continued, “you were miserable and I wanted to do anything I could to cheer you up.”A reluctant smile tugged at my mouth as I crossed the room and collapsed onto the sofa beside him.“I can see you are cheered up,” he observed.I let out a dramatic sigh and flopped sideways, resting my head against the back cushion.“He explained everything and I told h
NATHANFor a man who had gone through the roughest arc of life and came out on top, I had never been more terrified than I was at the moment.Camilla kept her eyes on me, waiting, her fingers tapping away at the table.Sarah appeared with two steaming bowls of soup and a basket of bread.She placed them between us and looked from Camilla to me then she narrowed her eyes at me.“If she stabs you with the spoon, I saw nothing.”“Thank you, Sarah,” Camilla said sweetly.Sarah patted her shoulder.“You are welcome, sweetheart.”She cast me another glare before she walked away.I watched her leave before turning back to the woman who had completely ruined me for every other woman on the planet.Her expression was unreadable so I had no idea how to know what she was thinking.I took a deep breath.“I am sorry.”“That is your opening line?” Her eyebrow arched at this.“Yes and I mean it.”She picked up her spoon and stirred the soup absently.“You vanished for two weeks, ignored my calls and
FIFTEENDIANAI must have been out of my mind to think that Dante was going to continue avoiding me or he was going to let me stay in Italy in peace.He came the next day to the restaurant, watching me like a predator would a prey and requesting for a drink that conveniently had sex in it. I wasn’t goi
TWENTY ONEDIANAI woke up to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom; the memories of the previous evening rushing through my head and causing me pause mid yawn.I had had sex with Dante and it had been glorious.I could feel all the pores in my body alive and singing; the middle of my legs
SEVENTEENDIANAThe fucking mouth he had on him, I thought as Dante kissed me.I had told myself I was going to stop anything and everything going on between us and this wasn’t what I had signed up for during my move here but who was I kidding? Anytime the man said I should do something I was more than
THIRTEENDANTEThis wasn’t how it was supposed to be and the fact that I could not get the damned taste of her lips out of my mouth. The way her breasts had felt full and heavy in my hand and how much I had enjoyed…No, this is not how it works. I don’t think about her this way, it is purely business a







