Camila Daisy Jones Novels & Stories

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.

Daisy and Xavier's parents also FaceTime me to congratulate me. They could not do it in person since mr. and mrs. Knights are on a trip to relax. As for Daisy Hills, she is on a tour to promote her latest album. Today, I am so happy because everything is falling into place and I can't be more happier to have Zavier by my side. And I am so relieved that I now have my mother back and Jake too is no more here to worry us again and I can’t be more happier to have a younger brother.

Alice rolled her eyes at her and said, “Oh, no! I am just worried that someone might find out what you did wrong before. Did Jessica tell you to do what she said?” Daisy sneered at the mention of Jessica and exclaimed, “Oh! To be honest, I am not scared of her at all. She is just a nobody. I will have my brother pick on her if I don’t like her. You know, it’s tough to be a celebrity and she is too busy to meet and talk about our collaboration. By the way, I am leaving at the end of this month. You can see me off at the airport if you are available then. Zayden will be shocked by us.” Alice nodded and said, “No, I don’t think so. He is always been very emotionally stable.”

In fact Daisy nearly bumped into him. “What now?” Kael did not answer. His attention remained fixed on the woman laughing with the E-sports team near the side of the ballroom. She was beautiful, yes, but that was not what held him still. Something about her face unsettled him. Not recognition exactly. More like a memory trying to open a locked door inside his mind. Daisy followed his gaze. Then her brows rose. “Jessica?” Kael finally looked at her. “You know her?” Daisy gave him a strange look. “Of course I know her. That’s Jessica Tremont. Dreston’s cousin. She’s a pro player and one of Cassienne’s closest people.”

Levi froze, his eyes widening as he glanced at Daisy beside him. Daisy swallowed before speaking. “I… I don’t know much about our kind,” she admitted, her voice soft but steady. “But when you walked in, my wolf partially took over and forced me to stand. She’s never done that before. Even now… being in the same room as you feels unreal. So, is it really okay for us to speak to you freely?” “You are…?” Amelia prompted. “Daisy. My mother is Debby.” The silence that followed was heavy.

She drove home with the radio off and her hands steady on the wheel and her mind already moving. She called Patricia Bloom at eleven. Patricia was a journalist. Not the tabloid kind. The industry kind. The kind whose name appeared in the right publications and whose opinion was taken seriously by people who mattered. She and Camila had known each other for four years and had an understanding that worked well for both of them. "Patricia," Camila said when she picked up. "I have something that might interest you." "I am listening," Patricia said. "There is a new actress being featured at the industry showcase next month," Camila said. "Helena Graves. Jordan Park's discovery."

CHAPTER 5 MILA “Dawson darling, would you mind introducing this stray you’ve managed to get into this house without our consent?” The woman had a polished smile, but her tone sounded dangerous, and so was that curated friendly expression on her face. “Mom, meet my wife, Camila Jones. And yes, you’re all looking at Michael’s daughter. We- “ “It’s Mila Briggs now, and I’m no longer associated with the Jones family. I can not wait to get acquainted with you all,” I intentionally cut into Dawson’s formality. He was touching details I would like concealed or erased if possible.

Daisy always plays sweet and innocent so perfectly that no one ever questions her. But now? Now I have proof. A soft laugh escapes her lips. “Just endure a little longer, okay? Once we get married, the company is basically ours. Cameron’s stupid enough to hand me anything I ask for.” My stomach drops to my feet, and not because I’m heartbroken but with rage. Pure, blinding rage. “And what about Sora?” the muffled male voice on the other end asks. Daisy snorts. “Please. That pathetic loser worships Cameron. If I told her to jump off a cliff for Cameron’s happiness, she probably would.”

We walk into the room and I watch as Calix places Rosalie on the bed. “Now honestly, what is plan?” I stand waiting. “What you said about Daisy is fucked up!” Had she heard, she would hate us. “Someone is sending back information. So right now, Daisy is nothing, we treat her as nothing until we figure out who it is. If they think we were just using her, then they won’t fucking touch her! So stay away.” Standing I stare at Calix. “No, I’m not treating her like fucking shit.” What the hell?

I cannot humiliate myself like this. But of course, my luck was not on me today. “Ella? Ella Lattone, is that you?” His sultry voice was coming into my eardrums like I was being caressed by it. I turned slowly as Daisy was arching her eyebrows at me before I glared at her. She rolled her eyes before I turned to look at Hayes. Cameron Hayes, the cold man of WWF. Which happened to be my boss and my crush once upon a time.