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After getting my twins ready for school, and dropping them off, I went to the gym which was a new thing that I loved to do.
I am a twenty one year old who is a successful owner of a beauty store, I used to be married but I am not anymore but that is a story for another day.
But to cut the long story short, I don't want anything to do with any man for a long time.
Which is why when Tony Caraballo approached me at the gym I rejected him the way I did. Truth is, a couple years back if he'd approached me, I would have fallen at his feet but not right now.
Plus he was a player, he was really popular for using and dumping women in the worst way possible.
Just as I was entering the gym, I number into Tony. He gritted me with a wide grin that showed his perfect white teeth. There was no denying that he was a really good looking man but he was someone that I needed to stay away from.
"Good morning, Camilla."
"Morning, Mr. Caraballo." I said with an attitude that didn't seem to move him because his grin turned to a smirk.
"Did someone wake up horny this morning?"
"You are infact a disgusting pig, Mr. Caraballo." I told him and walked past him and into the gym.
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Tony's POV
As I watched her walk away, the smirk on my face only became darker. This young woman was about to learn that nobody rejects Ballo.
Later in the evening, I found myself in the club with two girls dancing on me. Two girls that would end up in my bed.
The very idea of being in love with some girl hurt my soul. I can't love someone knowing that they are bound to leave me alone. The only person I can stick with is Derek and that's because he's been with me since childhood.
The only girl I have ever been in love with didn't love me back because I didn't have money at the time, that was four years ago. A couple months back, she walked into my gym wanting me back but I had already blocked out my feelings from any girl and I threw her out.
From them on, I decided that loving myself is more than loving any woman.
"Alright ladies. Let's go back to my place." I told them, wrapping my arms around both of them.
The giggled and nodded, too drunk to even remember their names.
As we were walking out of the club, i heard someone call my name.
I looked up to see Camilla. What was wrong with the universe and why was it so hell bent on making me angry. I hated this woman so much and the only reason I am nice to her is because I need to teach her a lesson.
"Hi Camilla. You miss me already? So much that you had to stalk me." I said and started to laugh. I think I laughed a little too hard because I am drunk.
"You just so full of it. Not every girl wants to get into your bed you ass." She told me and was about to walk away when I grabbed her wrist.
"I don't want to sleep with you. I just want us to be friends." I said with a cheeky grin on my face.
"Let go of my hand, Tony." She whined.
"Oh,so it's Tony now. And no, I won't let you go till you say you'll be my friend." I shot back.
"Tony, let's go." One of the girls that I was with whined.
"Hold on a minute, would you?!" I yelled angrily at her.
"Let me go, Mr. Caraballo." Camilla said trying to pull her hand out of my hold.
"Not till you say we're friends."
"Okay okay, we're friends now let me go." She said and I let her go.
"Okay. I'll see you later then friend." I grinned cheekily and walked away.
That was just a phase one of my plan. I know she only said she'll be my friend so I'd let her go. But I was going to make her fall in love with me and break her in different ways.
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I never thought in my whole life that any woman can look so good in just jeans and a hoodie but Camilla pulled it off perfectly.After we finish getting ready we went outside to of Camilla’s house. We were going to my house so I could shower and get ready. But when Camilla saw my bike, she freaked!“There’s no way in hell I am getting on that thing.” She pointed at my bike like it was bile.“Shhh. She’ll hear you.” I said and patted my bike softly as though the bike could really be hurt by her words.Camilla rolled her eyes, “I don’t are about how my words affect your bike. I am not getting on that bike.”“Fine. Then how do you propose we get to my house then?” I asked with a snort.“I’ll take my car and follow you behind on your bike.&rdquo
I walked up the hill, the bright afternoon sun hitting me hard, sweat dripping down my back and my chest. I was soaked. But I couldn’t stop, I never stopped till I got to the top.It was just a few more kilometers to the top so I dragged myself up. I liked the feeling of the sun burning on my back. I was so glad that I had put on some sun block and I was wearing a tank top and shorts, I would have had a heat stroke and the worst case of sun burn.Twenty minutes later, I had finally reached the top.I sat on a rock and took a big gulp of water from my water bottle. The water was cold and I felt it flow through me.I was hiked every time I had something on my mind. It helped me clear the cob webs from my head.I had just had another of my realistic dreams about my parents that I fucking hate. Every time I had that dream, it made me feel angry and
Camilla's POVI was at the hospital with Derek the doctors said he would be discharged in three days but he would need to be on bed rest for a month.I had been in the hospital for over an hour and I hadn't seen Tony. I don't even know why I wanted to see him I just did. Not like I came to the hospital to see him because that's not it. I was friends with Derek and I did care about him. But it was still weird that Tony wasn't here."Where is Tony?" I asked Derek."I really don't know. I haven't seen him since yesterday. I'm a bit worried though. Knowing that guy he is probably up to something stupid or he's in a Ballo trance again." Derek said.She gave him a questioning look. "A Ballo trance?" she questioned."Yeah. I probably shouldn't be telling you this but when our parents died, Ballo didn't really handle it as well as I did.
Four years ago...Ballo's POVDerek and I were about ready to graduate from High school. We were living with an African-American couple who adopted us because they didn't have any children. But they were mean set of people.Mr and Mrs Sheldon were the meanest set of people ever. They had adopted Derek and I for the purpose of turning us into their slaves. And Mr. Sheldon beat the crap out of us.So after Derek and I had graduated from High School, we left their house. We weren't fully eighteen yet so we had to escape.That's how we went from living in Chicago, Illinois to living in Los Angeles, California.Taking care of both Derek and myself was hard and I needed money to take care of both myself and Derek.Understand though, that I couldn't let Derek work. I felt like I was his guardian even though we were
Ball O's POV"I'm so sorry you had to go through that." Camilla said and that irritated me because she looked at me with pity."Please don't look at me like you pity." I told her without looking at her. All my life, that's all I got from people, pity and I was sick of it. I got that look of pity when Andre died, I saw it when my parents died and I see it everytime I tell people one of those sob stories from my past. And I couldn't stand it, it made me feel weak."I don't pity you, I actually admire you." She said.I looked at her but I didn't say anything else.We were still in my living. I'd been narrating my story for over an hour. Then I realized that someone needed to go back and check on Derek.Then I needed to get guards to protect Derek in the night in case someone came back and tried to hurt him.The worst part about this was that