Lahat ng Kabanata ng Craving my Dad's Billionaire BestFriend: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

  Camille's POV  When Megan opened her door, I could imagine what she saw.   Me in a dumb maxi dress, eyes swollen from crying them out, and a huge tub of ice cream clutched in my arms.   "Oh my, Come here," Megan murmured, pulling me in for a hug.   She slowly helped me inside and locked the door behind us before settling me on the sofa.   "I didn't even know he had an ex-wife," I sniffed. "Did you know?"  Megan shook her head. "He didn't mention it to you at all?"  "Not even once!" I sobbed, clutching my tub of ice cream like it meant my life. Because it most likely did. "He hid her from me. And then after he insults me, he goes on to frolic with her!"  "Well they were just talking in the picture," Megan murmured and I shot her a g

 Camille's POV  I ran like my life depended on it.  Well, it didn't. But my heart did. I had almost given in to Gavriel in the car. And that terrified me.  I had been mad at him for a whole day, and yet within a twenty-minute drive, I had managed to be enraptured by him again.   ...I was afraid I would lose you...  I didn't even get the logic behind those words and yet I had melted into a fucking puddle when he spoke them. It didn't help that he had looked so anguished. So torn.   I was ready to forgive him there and then and that, that was terrifying.   "Camille slow the fuck down!" I made the mistake of looking over my shoulder to see him and screamed when I saw he was much closer than I had expected him to be. Dammit, wasn't he nearing fifty?! How on earth was he so agile? &nb

 Gavriel's POV  "Do we have to go home?"  That was the third time Camille had asked me that question. She stood by the bed I sat on, shoving a bra on reluctantly. We had spent the day as well as the entire night in the cabin by the beach. I loved it, I spent most of it wrapped up somehow in that addicting body of hers.   But while I loved spending all my hours with her, I had a lot of things to deal with. First, we had two days' worth of work piled up already. Second, I had to get rid of the silly rumor Victoria was spreading around, that we were back together.   I would rather drink a bottle of pure cyanide than have anything to do with her. But of course, the media couldn't know that. A simple way to discard the rumor would be to introduce to them another woman with whom I was in a deep relationship.  Camille.  &

 Camille's POV  I counted to ten in my head before unclasping my bra. My breasts bounced free jiggling against my shirt and I giggled at the thought of the elevator sliding open. I could get caught.   Besides I was fairly certain that Gav was steaming mad in there. Five seconds had gone by. And I was sure the proud man would not step out of his office. He would wait it out until I caved in.   And yes I would cave in, dammit. I needed him. I didn't send him those saucy pictures only to mess with him. I considered taking off my panties and decided I wanted him to work a little.   When I walked into his office, Gavriel looked every bit like the brooding dangerous man he was. He stood behind his desk, the glass walls behind him overlooked the city, and his eyes blazed as they watched me draw closer. His shirt was gone revealing his taut olive skin and the m

 Camille's POV  "Camille the least you can do is cheer up,"  "Cheer up?" I gave him a sullen look. The worst one I could pull. A pouty upper lip, with brows narrowed in anger and a glare. "You told me I only had to marry Chad if I failed at my job with Gavriel!"  Dad laughed, that silly good natured sound as if my words were silly. It was things like this that had me going off in a rebellious streak when I was younger. He assumed he knew what I wanted, how I wanted, when and fucking where I wanted it.   I was so done.   "I've been good at my job," I defended. There was no way Gavriel had told him otherwise. Hell, after getting the call from Dad this afternoon, I had begged Gavriel to call my Dad and tell him I had been good at my job. I did not want to marry Chad.   I didn't have to beg Gavriel twice.