MasukAwww... gosh, these two! Nathan confessing his feelings for Camilla has to be the highlight of this story for me because who would have thought "Mister, I can do all things myself because i am macho" would grovel? We are nearing the end of this story and the beginning of another and I cannot stop thinking about how our characters met and Nathan's plans to get back at Camilla's father through her. Well, who is getting back at who now? Special thank you to my OG readers that have followed this book up until this point. You all have been the reason I keep coming back to write this story over and over again even with everything happening in my personal life. I see you gifting me gems and I am shocked you think i deserve this. Thank you and I am more than grateful. all my love, Dee
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
CAMILLAI was not in the mood for anything that day.My desk was a mess of files, half-open emails, and a coffee that had gone cold at least an hour ago.I exhaled sharply and pushed the document away like it had personally offended me.“Men,” I muttered under my breath.My secretary’s voice came through the intercom a second later.“Ma’am, your client is here.”Right.The last-minute meeting my father had “strongly encouraged” me to take.I sat up straighter.“Send them in,” I said, smoothing my blouse automatically.I did not bother looking up when the door opened.“Hey.” My fingers froze on the pen in my hand.I hoped to God it wasn’t it but when I raised my head, there he was.Nathan in the flesh standing in my office looking infuriatingly calm.My grip tightened on the pen.“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked slowly. “I have a client coming through that door in some minutes. You cannot be here”My voice came out sharper than I intended.His eyes held mine and he took a c
NATHANLeila looked oddly calm for a woman currently in handcuffs.Perhaps because she still thought she had a way out of this or perhaps because she still believed someone would come for her.No one was coming.The black SUV came to a stop outside the building and the men waiting stepped out almost immediately.One flashed a badge.DEA.“You bastard” she muttered under her breath.I almost smiled.Christian had been the one to bring the idea to me after I informed him of everything that happened.Apparently, a friend of his knew someone in federal law enforcement and Leila’s organization had been on their radar for years. Drugs. Illegal arms movement. Money laundering.The problem had always been getting close enough to pin anything substantial on her.Leila was careful and meticulous which was precisely why she had survived this long.Until she made the mistake of touching Camilla.That had been the beginning of the end for her.The agents approached us and one of them nodded toward
CAMILLA Two weeks later…I was glaring at the television as Nathan spoke to the press about what seemed to be the biggest case in television history.“He seems to be handling it well” My father commented, taking a seat beside me.He had decided to skip work for the day because it was nearing the anniversary of meeting my mother and he was planning something that he did not want her to know about.“Yes, he does” I muttered under my breath.“He still has not contacted you?” My father asked knowingly.I shook my head in the negative.You heard that right.It had been two weeks since Nathan’s crazy ex put a gun to my head and he was ignoring me.When he had asked me to return with my father while he handled things, I should have known that included cutting me off from his life totally.It made no sense.I had tried to give him the benefit of doubt by waiting for him to call me. I figured he was probably still handling things with Denver but imagine my surprise when I turn on the televisio
NATHAN“Why exactly can we not kill her?” Dante asked for the umpteenth time.We had Leila tied up which she found very absurd as she glared at us, not saying anything.“She is…”“Yes, the leader of a small city gang. She can easily be killed” Dante said. “I can carve her up into bits and pieces so her people have a field day finding every part of her in every corner of the city” He added.He did not seem to be joking and Camilla looked horrified at this.“As much as I appreciate that very gruesome description. Nathan has mentioned it will be a hassle if she is discovered.”“But she would not be discovered” Dante sighed.He approached Leila and squatted until they were on eye level.“Hi Leila, you must have heard about me. I am Dante Russo of Italy”Leila’s eyes flickered with recognition but she said nothing.“I know my brother in law really abhors violence but I do not. They all want to keep you alive but I say we kill you so this never repeats itself.”“My people will come after yo
ELIZABETHYou would think that after the conversation we had and after the kiss we shared, that Jason and I would be on level ground with whatever was going on between us… well you thought wrong.After the conversation with Jason, the next day he decided to resume work. According to him, he had a lot
JASONThe sight of Elizabeth was driving me crazy… hell the mere thought of her was enough to send blood rushing to my lower region, I was a gentleman but not where she was concerned. She had me stuck in the eye of a needle but was blissfully unaware and ignorant of it, which did nothing placate my a
ELIZABETHI was discharged from the hospital with strict warnings to watch myself for the next couple of days, Jason had been most supportive and sometimes when I was still in the hospital, I wondered if it was all a dream and I would make up and realize I had just been imagining the whole scenario i
JASONI hit my head in frustration and headed to the island… I needed a damn drink, a very strong one.“what did you do to her?” Lucien asked, following me.“damn if I knew, she has been like that since the whole incident happened and I am really trying to be the strong one here. Does she have any idea







