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Chapter Thirteen: Restraint.
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Camilla's POVI woke up to the sound of the gates opening for Luca to leave for the big meeting with Nathaniel.I glanced back at the clock. 7:12 AM.I stared at the ceiling longer than usual. I wasn't leaving for the office today because after that heart to heart confession about his brother, he convinced me to stay back at home.My thoughts suddenly drifted to how hard it must be for him, blaming himself for his brother's death when it was caused by someone else…I sighed, then put those thoughts to rest. There were more pressing things to deal with, like what happened yesterday. I climbed down from my bed, slipped my feet into the comfy slippers and rose up, stretching slightly. My thoughts lingered on the lawyers they were going to have today. The sudden urge to reach for my phone and feed my brain with the loads of what the internet had to say on this. At that exact moment, my phone rang. I narrowed my gaze towards it and it was my father. Letting out a small sigh, I to
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Camilla's POVThis could be what he meant in that paper, getting back at us, trying to get me back. Of course I knew we had the upper hand and there was no way any of what he was saying was valid but I couldn't help but ponder over it while leaving the office and even now. Sleep refused to come. I laid on my back staring at the ceiling and replaying the words of Mr Calloway over and over.The questions of the reporters. The tension in the boardroom. The obvious threats. The emails. The way everything had nearly exploded before being contained at the last minute.I rolled over on the bed more than once, staying on my side before laying on my back. With an exhausting sigh, I threw the blankets aside and sat up. I grabbed the silk robe hanging over the chair and slipped it on before leaving my room. Unlike during the day, night lights were on around the house, making it more ethereal than it should be.I made my way to the kitchen downstairs and filled a glass with water. Half
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Camilla's POV It was out in the public now that I never went abroad, I was never studying to make my father proud and I didn't disappear because I was grieving my mother. For the public, everything they believed was all a lie and that sparked them up.Especially when the truth was that I was married to Nathaniel Hartford and they barely noticed. For three years I was married to Nathaniel Hartford and he never took me out to parties or made it known that he had a wife.Along with how that was going to affect me now, that wasn't his exact motive, it was just cherry on the top. The headlines were already moving by six in the morning. And it was obvious. Luca and I had to make a public entrance. By seven I was in a grey blazer, structured at the shoulder and fitted through my body. I wore matching black pants, red bottom heels, matching them with silver earrings and my wedding ring which I had been wearing with the awareness of its strategic value. I looked at myself in the mirror,
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Camilla's POV Seconds after, I was seated right opposite him with my legs crossed and my expression even.I tried to think of the excuse I was going to give when he demanded why I left the house so early and why I was coming back through the east entrance. None of us had moved and it was torturing to watch him casually take a sip from his drink while narrowing his gaze to me during every passing second, as if to check my composure. After his third sip since I sat down, I decided to say something even before he brought it up. “I owe you an apology," I said. He looked at me, his piercing gaze distracting me but I managed to keep my voice even. " Last night… I had too much to drink and I said something that was inappropriate….“Don't." He held up his hand slightly. Staring at me with the expression with an unreadable expression. My brow arched. "Don't? But I'm apologizing…” "I know what you are doing Camilla,” tilting his head. "But why are you sorry?” I suddenly didn't underst
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Camila's POV………..The headache arrived before I was fully conscious. A dull, insistent pressure behind my eyes that made me stop to regain myself and let the events of the previous evening return to me gradually. I frowned. The gala. Nathaniel's card.The champagne. Four glasses in forty minutes, Luca had said. The car. Being carried over his shoulder through a corridor of one of the most prestigious events in the city's social calendar.The study. I closed my eyes. The study. I was on the desk, not just any desk, I was on Luca’s desk in his study room and my legs were apart. I pressed the back of my hand over my face and held it there. ‘Why haven't you tried to fuck me, Mr Milano.” The words came back with full audio and I made a sound into my palm out of frustration. I said that. I had sat on his desk in a formal gown with my legs open and the champagne doing my absolute worst on her behalf and I had said that to a man I knew for less than two weeks. And he…He said h
The Heiress He Lost, The Woman His Uncle Claimed Chapter Thirteen: Restraint.
Luca's POV “Why haven't you tried to fuck me, Mr Milano?" Her feminine voice purred in my head. At this point I should have kept on walking. I could do that and send in the maids to lead her back to her room but instead I let my self composure slid off an edge and I started walking towards her. I had spent barely a week learning the difference between what she said and what she meant though right now those things were sitting in the same place and Lord help me I pretend I hadn't heard both of them.As I stopped in front of her she still locked gazes with me with her champagne-loosened version of that composure she wore like a second skin during daylight hours. “Who said I don't want to?" I replied in almost a whisper that was loud enough for hear. I watched something move through her drunk expression, like she wasn't ready for the answer she wanted. She bit her lower lip which did something to my groin but I shrugged it off as soon as it came. " We slept in the same bed,” she
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