Camila The faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air as I sat inside the bar, awaiting Josh's return from the bathroom. I didn't plan on going out tonight, but he convinced me to the comfort of my own room, just so I could watch him flirt with girls all night. The night was hot enough already, and the last thing I really needed was a room full of drunk people rubbing up on each other. The last time I was out at a club was seven months ago, when I first found out that I would be married off to Elijah. It wasn't a planned night, but it did end fairly. Josh and Mira had to take me back to Josh's place just so I could sleep off everything and then they made sure to take me home in the morning. That was the first time I had ever let myself go lik

  Elijah "You don't strike me as a very idiotic person"Camila says while bringing the fork up to her lips. Her eyes weighing into mine, she spoke with so much confidence and her sentences were always structured, no matter the sarcasm or the backlash. "Is that so?" I ask now intrigued in whatever she had to say. "Charming, I'd admit, but idiotic, no"she says shaking her head vigorously. After our lunch yesterday, I decided to take her out to dinner. There was something about the way she talked yesterday, Camila always spoke in smart syllables and smart sentences, but never had I witnessed her being coy.

 Camila"Why are we in London?" Elijah asks as we stood waiting for Josh to come and pick us up."Funny how you wait until we landed and are now awaiting a car, to ask me why"I say laughing lightly.He looked at me with fearful eyes but soon blinked away all his words and thoughts."I see my mistake, but you practically demanded me to come with you, you made me call my pilot, on his day off"Elijah says in a tone that made me give a questionable look."I'll make it up to you"I shrugged just as the black limo pulled up to the curb.The driver exited the car to open the door and once we got inside

Camila's P.O.V "Something smells delicious!" Quinn beamed, striding into the kitchen.She stopped, one of her eyes twitching as she looked at me and Elijah. I wa seated on his lap, playing in his hair as we flirted with each other. It happened unintentionally, Chef was making us breakfast and I wanted to help him, but Elijah stopped me by pulling me on his lap and trapping me down. Then we started to sweet talk each other, turning our conversation into a harmless, flirty one. We flirt with each other regularly, but I've never sat on his lap in any of those occasions."Yes, breakfast" Emilio says peaking at her from next to us.We really forgot that he was in here, he was just sitting there as quiet as a lamb. He woke up with a hangover from his clubbing last night, he really looked miserable for the first time."What're you doing?" Quinn asks, glaring at me as she finally moved from her spot and walked to

Elijah's P.O.V "She's not out yet?" Mom asks, referring to Camila.After Camila kicked her annoying sister into the pool, Marina pulled her into the house by her arm. I tried to stop her, but she just said it would be fine and still pulled her with her.Mira was freaking out, it's been thirty minutes and Camila hasn't come out of the study. Her family was in their with her. From what I've seen, they all treated Camila as if she was the lowest of them, they bullied her, especially her sister, I liked how silent Camila would appear to be while they bullied her.But they were being irrational, always blaming her and using her as their mascot, it was sickening, I have always seen it over the years, and it especially made my mother angry, she never liked them pretending to be a happy family but behind closed doors, they were heartless people. "No, I haven't heard anything either" Mira says fiddling with her cardigan