Semua Bab Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King: Bab 391 - Bab 400

MichaelLiving with Camilla was more wonderful than I could have ever imagined. It was hard to remember how I had lived so long without her. It had been several months now and we had gotten into a good swing with things. Camilla had insisted we hire a private nanny and keep Isabella at our house. I had to admit, I agreed. Since the incident with Phil, neither of us trusted a lot of daycares with Isabella anymore; we wanted to keep her close at hand. We hired on Rebecca from the daycare to be our personal nanny, and Sara hired another girl to take Rebecca’s spot. I dedicated a whole wing of the mansion to her as well as play and learning areas for Isabella. Rebecca would do some teaching with her until she was ready for kindergarten. We also had a baby fitness trainer; Camilla and I agreed it was never too early to start teaching her self-defense. It was an important lesson that all girls needed to know, but especially girls in the family. Summer was over now and Camilla had st

Michael I lay down on the bed and watched her on top of me. She leaned down and kissed my ear just the way I liked. My whole body tingled and begged for her. I couldn’t feel my arm at all. There was something different in her eyes tonight. Something more wild and primal than I had seen before. It was a little strange but it only made me more excited. She seemed equally turned on to be taking control like this and having me as her willing servant. There was a strange dominance to her actions, and I loved it. I loved being dominated and controlled by her. "Are you ready for this?" she whispered. Her hot breath against my ear sent new waves of delight through me. I nodded quickly. "Please, have your way with me," I replied, desperate for more of her. She gave me a mischievous smile that said ‘Oh, I will’. She moved slowly and pushed me inside of her. I had experienced her before but it felt different tonight. It felt more intense and hot. I couldn’t help but cry out with pleas

CamillaI held Isabella while Michael grabbed the bags with our flight captain. Isabella was excited and bouncing wildly on my hip. I was just as excited as her as I talked to her about all the cool things we could do in Europe. Mostly, she wanted to see the ‘princess castles’ and I couldn’t blame her. I had only seen pictures but the castles in Europe were supposed to be spectacular. Michael had promised we could take a tour of all the old architecture work. I walked up the steps with Isabella while Rebecca trailed behind us. She carried Isabella’s carry-on items with her and loaded them into the small ‘bedroom’ in the back of the plane. It was almost like being on a small live-in boat. It was nice and well decorated and filled with drinks and snacks. The flight was supposed to be over thirteen hours. We’d need things to be comfortable. I put Isabella down and she immediately started exploring the plane and touching everything. I was surprised to find most everything was actu

CamillaAfter a beautiful week-long stay in Paris, the next stop on our itinerary was London. I had never been to London, and was excited to spend some time in a city that I'd heard so much about. Michael and I decided to give Rebecca a break, and also give us a chance to spend more time with Isabella. "This is yummy!" Isabella exclaimed as she took a second sip of her hot chocolate. "It tastes different here!" "I'm so glad you like it," I told her, grasping her hand that wasn't occupied with a mug. "I've always loved hot chocolate too. And you're right, it is different. It's better somehow, isn't it?" She nodded and smiled, taking another experimental sip. It had been raining non-stop for a week (which was the only drawback to visiting London that we had encountered, as far as I was concerned). Michael and I had decided to make a pit stop on our way to the Natural History Museum. The rain was coming down in sheets, and even with our umbrellas we all ran the risk of becoming

Camilla When we got back to the villa, Michael arranged for Isabella, Rebecca and one of our guards (whose name was John) to enjoy a guided tour of the vineyard. Isabella was excited to explore the surrounding property, and the nanny had also mentioned that she wanted to find out more about the grapes that wound their way enticingly around the structure. It was the perfect opportunity for us to orchestrate some alone time. "Go have some fun, Isabella," Michael told his daughter gently as the guide pulled up the gravel driveway in a black Cadillac Escalade. "But don't go wandering off by yourself. Listen to Rebecca, and to John, okay?""Yes, daddy," Isabella replied with a grin, "I promise! Can I bring Snoopy with me?" Snoopy looked at her with a grin, as if understanding that Isabella was attempting to get permission to take him along. Maybe he did understand what she was doing. The little dog adored her, after all. It wasn't much of a stretch to think that he understood sh