Novel & Cerita Dolores X Camilo

Farren Torrez, the girl with so much light in her that it was stifling, was ready to do whatever it took to bring Dominique down. Finally, Camilo snapped out of it. He growled. Cursed and slammed his fist into the bottom side of the bed. "For fuck's sake! She was like a mother to me and that cunt had the balls to try and kill her!" He exclaimed. Ground his teeth to a near pulp. We all shared in his anger. But I was the only one who was sure to lose control. "We need to find him. That is our first step. He will have gone into hiding because of-"

“Louis, look at this picture. He showed the photo on his cell phone. - You know this guy? - No sir. I've never seen this man before. Because? “Do you think there's something going on between Camila and this guy? - I don't know. Maybe he's family. A cousin perhaps? They have the same hair color. Eduardo felt a little relieved. “Yes, they may be from the same family. I wasn't thinking about it. He calmed down more when he thought about it. Louis could be right. She was probably having lunch with a cousin, or some other kind of relative. She barely knew anyone in New York. But after a few minutes, her cell phone beeped again. Another photo, and this time, Camila was kissing the guy on the lips.

I pleaded. He gave me exactly what I wanted. Each thrust was strong, possessive, hitting the right spot every time. Sweat and c*m wetted our bodies. The sound of our skins slapping each other filled the room. When I cummed, the cream hit me like a wave. My whole body shook and I screamed his name. Damon groaned loud and cummed right after, spilling deep inside me. We lay together afterwards, and we held our breath. He pulled me hard to his chest with a greater force and kissed my forehead softly.

She confirmed and stood up from her seat. She walked to where Diego was standing, “Yes, I’m going on a date with him,” She replied. Diego almost poke, “Are you now a dog? It hasn’t been long since you divorced me and you’re already head over heels with another man?!” He spews. That triggered Camille, “You-” She wanted to slap him but he was faster, he placed his hands on her neck, choking her. “You can only love me! You only love me!” He said whispered into her ears while Camille struggled to free herself but he’s too strong.

But with Dante staying with me, I didn't have much choice. He made me eat every day and also forced me to do some work at intervals to keep my mind off the situation at hand. I knew he was trying to help, but honestly, I wanted him to stop. I probably told him that once or twice, maybe even shouted at him to leave me alone, but naturally, he didn't. He told me he was staying, and he did. Finally, I got the message on my phone: *If you want to see your dear Rodrigo again, come to the Lopez fishing pier and come alone, without any weapons. Tell anybody about this, and you can kiss him goodbye.*

"Everything okay?" Diego asks, coming to stand beside me. His hand finds mine naturally, protectively. "Everything is fine," I assure him. "Diego, this is Alpha Theo. Theo, this is Diego. My... my mate." The word feels right on my tongue. Diego's grip on my hand tightens slightly, and I can see him standing taller at the title. Theo extends his hand, and after a moment, Diego shakes it. "You're a lucky man," Theo says. "Camilla is extraordinary."

Dolores replied saying the last part dreamily. "Oh so while we're being sexual... He's going to sink his fangs in the nape of my neck. I'm going to bleed then it'll pain me and then I'll be oh la la?" I asked in disbelief. "She gets it," Elena said looking at Dolores with glee in her eyes. "Oh, we're the best teacher ever," Dolores replied giggling as she and Elena shared a high-five. The actual fuck?! "You guys!" I yelled suddenly. Elena and Dolores fell to the ground from the bed from the sudden yelling I guess.

Whatever it was, if it would help him have Alana, then he was ready to do it. ___ “Sign, here and here,” Camilo said, showing Ricardo where to sign. Ricardo was in a good mood; hence he signed all the documents presented to him. Dario, on the other hand, was smiling nonstop. “And you are good, it's so great to see you treating us like human beings,” Camilo chuckled and scanned Ricardo carefully. The man looked put together and so flexible. “Just do your work and…” “You have a business trip this weekend,” Camilo said before Ricardo could insult him. Ricardo's brows creased as he dragged his computer closer and began his work.

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

But having one person with me tonight lessened the pressure within me. The lights suddenly turned warm, and the orchestra started playing Western classical music. I love the ambiance, except for the people around. While Dante and I were eating our dinner, the least expected person I saw tonight made his way to our table. “Mr. Marcellos…” He looked at me with disapproval. “And Miss Gomez–” “Catalina Gomez-Marcellos,” Dante corrected Mr. Langley. He showed his hand with a wedding ring. “She’s my wife, remember?”