Before he had met Camille all those years ago, Luthan did not know that he could be so smitten by someone. He didn’t know or believe the amount of power love could have on a person. If he was a poet he would have written so many poems about her. If he was a novelist, he would have written an entire library in her honor. But he was none of those things so instead he made a promise to himself to make sure that she smiled every single day. He made it a point to make her smile every single day. He bought gifts almost every single day. He surprised her with expensive things, dates, trips and everything that he could afford. He bought her flowers, he took her shopping. He learned to cook and learned jokes just for her sake.He knew that he had to make money to keep pampering her, most of his motivation to be a successful businessman was from her. He wanted to make money so that he could give her anything that a man could get for his woman. It was quite the shock to come back and see her pre

“What did you mean, Camille?” Luthan asked they were seated again. “When you said he wanted you to steal from the Carters and that they had illegal money?”“You have to protect me Luthan,” she said. “Heaven knows what they could do to me if they found out that I know let alone that I told anyone. I’m not saying anymore until I know that you are going to keep your promise to protect me. I know that you can certainly.”Luthan gave her an almost deadpan but contemplative look to match the expectation she had of his reaction. He knew what she wanted to do even though she was going about it in the most roundabout way possible. She wanted to offer him information on Arthur and the family if he would give her some sort of security against them. The fact that she had yet to sign the divorce papers made it harder to believe that she didn’t have any personal ulterior motives. He could only laugh at the thought of her still hoping but he couldn’t cross out the fact that this could all be part of

He could count those lashes and he found that he wouldn’t mind sitting down for however long was necessary to count them. They fluttered as she blinked and looked away slightly. That snapped him out of his daze and he looked away as well. He cleared his throat and began to take off his jacket and tie.“What are we going to do now?” she said, taking his coat. “It’s not very healthy for you to be eating this late.”Luthan looked at her, at the slight pink tint on the tips of her ears and had to suppress a tiny smile that was attempting to grow on his face.“I can just eat a little,” he suggested.She shook her head a little reluctantly.“Come on,” he said. “You spent time and effort in making a meal for me and knowing your cooking skills, it would be my loss to miss out on it. I’m sure I can have a little. Is it a very heavy meal?”After an endearing look at him that she probably didn’t do on purpose she shook her head slightly.“Alright then,” he said and took the suit jacket from her

It was a good thing that someone grabbed her before she could get to Mary Lynn, she might have done something she would surely regret. At the time though, she could feel the frustration and she struggled against the person restraining her. Mary Lynn flinched a little bit but quickly regained her composure. Camille regained hers quickly as well when Kimberly whispered from behind her; “Don’t make a scene or you’ll get us kicked out of here.”Camille adjusted her robe and raised her chin. Kimberly assured the staff that there were no problems and everything was under control and luckily they left without giving them a lifelong ban from The Goddess’ Pool.“So,” Kimberly began, crossing her arms casually. “Are you here to buy this place as well? That’s what you’re known for these days, after all.”“No,” Mary Lynn said then gestured to the robe she had on. “I’m here to get a beauty treatment and a relaxing massage.”“You’re very mouthy now aren’t you?” Camille sneered. “You wouldn’t have h

Camille’s hands shook but she reached for the door, she wasn’t sure that she could safely jump out of the car at the speed it was moving but the only thing on her mind at the time was just to get away from this car, this situation and whatever she had gotten herself into. However before she could reach the door she saw the lock click into place. The driver had locked it from the control panel in front of the car.She slammed her hands against the door, the glass, the screen between her and the driver. “Let me go! Stop the car!” But the car just kept moving.She took out her phone to try and call for help, realizing that she should’ve done that a long time ago. She tried to call but the call didn’t go through. She looked down at the phone and found that there was no signal.“Shit!” She started to kick everywhere around her. She checked every nook and cranny for anything that she could use to break the glass.“Ma’am, I would appreciate it if you would sit still,” the driver’s voice fil