Todos os capítulos de Flavours of love: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

Camiela's Perspective:"Ms Rodriguez?" The rhythmic tapping of my fingers on the computer keyboard paused as I pulled out my earphones, turning my attention to the office entrance. My head tilted, and I raised a brow inquisitively.Olivia stood there, a friendly smile on her face. "It's getting late, and I was heading out. I thought I'd pop in and let you know."A sigh escaped me as I stretched in my seat, checking the wall clock directly in front of me. "Oh, damn," I exclaimed, "it's seven. Has The Fortress opened already?"She nodded. "They just opened a few minutes ago.""Then I should drop by on my way home," I decided, rising from my chair and collecting my belongings, neatly tucking them into my purse before shutting down the computer. "Don't give them a warning," I warned with a playful finger pointed at her."I'm sworn to your secrecy," she teased, putting a finger to her lips.Scoffing jokingly, I walked toward her. "Funny how you said the same thing last time. I just can't f

Camiela's Perspective:"You're coming tonight, aren't you?" Shirley enquired, and Khan hopped off my lap, circling the table to sit beside his mother. She assisted him into the seat, handed me the menu, and then proceeded to fix his hair."Tonight?" I questioned, arching my brows."Don't play dumb and act like you missed the invite. I saw Nancy giving it to you myself," she snickered.I attempted negotiation. "I'll make you a deal. If you act like you never saw anything—""Nope. I would rather be anywhere else than at one of Richard Castro's parties, but if I'm going down, I'm taking you with me."I sighed in frustration and returned to reading the menu. "I have no interest in going to any party," I mumbled."Hmm, but your dad has all the interest in the world in showing you off as his little princess."I glanced at her over the menu. "I hate that word.""Princess?" she asked slowly, trying to provoke me further."Yes," I replied, snapping the menu shut in my hands. "Something about t

Camiela's PerspectiveI raised a hand to my mouth, letting out a yawn, and squinted in the living room as the morning sunlight flooded the space. The dining table was filled with lively conversations and the joyful sounds of Khan's laughter. Our family had a longstanding tradition of coming together for breakfast every Friday and throughout the weekends. Despite my exhaustion, I managed to drag myself here this morning.Having arrived early, I was the first one here. Too tired to change, I made my way to my old room and dozed off on the bed."Morning, Sleeping Beauty," Mom chuckled, manoeuvring around me and giving my cheeks a playful squeeze. She then passed a plate of pancakes to Dad before taking a seat beside him.Without saying a word, I settled into the vacant seat on Dad's other side and lifted Khan into my lap as he continued to run around the table, refusing to sit down and eat. Closing my eyes once more, I rested my chin on top of Khan's head, struggling to keep myself awake