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61: I like you (II)
A gasp shot out of Camilla’s lips.
It was loud enough for Papa to hear. He turned to her, her phone in his hand. Forcing a smile to her face, she bridged the gap and stretched her hand for the phone. It had no password. She hadn’t thought she needed one because no one ever touched it. Not Doris. Not Alek.“My phone please?” Papa stared at Camilla for longer than she thought necessary. His eyes darted back to the phone, and he dropped it on her palm. “Spasibo,” she whispered and hurried towards their room. Away from Papa’s eyes, she stopped to check her phone. There was a missed call from Alek and two messages. He was home. In his office now. She exhaled in relief, her heart pumping too fast as she started towards his office. Knocking once, Camilla opened the door without an invitation. The encounter with Papa had disoriented her, and she needed a familiar face to calm her. Alek lookRelated chapters
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The Mafia’s Temporary Bride 64: The Sinners Men (II)
A book covered Camilla’s face. She pushed it off, and her eyes lit up. Grabbing her straw hat, she rushed to him, tugged it over his head and hugged him tight. His chest concaved, and he staggered. When he didn’t hug his wife back, she pulled away.“What are you doing here?” he asked.Hurt flicked across Camilla’s face, but she hid it well and kissed him. “I missed you.”“Didn’t you have to go for rehearsals?”“Not today,” she replied. No one spoke for the next few minutes. Maksim tugged on his collar because it suddenly felt too tight. She removed the hat and wore it over her head, her cheeks flaming red and her eyes hidden. “Am I in trouble? Are you mad? Doris said you might be if I came here.”“Then why didn’t you listen to her?”“She didn’t really say why it wasn’t okay to come. And I wanted to get out of the house. I n
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Camilla blinked. Maksim held her gaze, watching to be sure he didn’t miss any sign. He must have missed something. No one was ever this nice without ulterior objectives. Kidnap might not be the right word to use, but he uprooted her out of her seemingly happy life and forced her into a marriage with him. Yet here she was, being the sweetest thing he had ever encountered.“Nothing,” his wife finally said. Shaking her head, she tried unsuccessfully to smile. Her finger jutted out as if to poke him, but she stopped and fisted her hand. “I just… People can be nice, you know? They can be nice while expecting nothing in return.”“No. No one is ever that nice, Cam. They might not collect immediately, but they will.”“Well, I don’t want anything from you,” she stated. Then what was all this? This was not a date. “I just… this is not how I envisioned my married life to be. But we
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The Mafia’s Temporary Bride 69: Camilla’s Library (II)
“Because you too have something to lose,” Doris said, her smile too big. Camilla had no doubts the woman loved Alek. But she was uncomfortable discussing poisons, death, and sex with her. “You really like the boy.”Camilla blushed. “I don’t think so.”“Don’t worry. He likes you too.”“Not true.”She asked him then, and he never replied.Doris spread her hand around the room with a sneer. “You think he build this for fancy? Mr Mak build it because he like you too.”Leaning back against the couch, she folded her arms on her chest. “He’s just being nice.”“You call him Alek, Madam Camilla,” the housekeeper reminded her. Because the man requested it. “Only you call him Alek.”“That’s what he told me to call him,” Camilla grumbled. “It’s nothin
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