And suddenly, her delicate body jumped as if it were an involuntary movement. Little by little, second by second, feeling herself waking up in the new day, feeling that this was not her place although it was indeed her new home, her little big eyes were opening second by second. Moments from the night before began to come to her mind. Even she could not recognize the place at first glance because that ceiling, those decorations on the walls, those paintings and everything that made that room to be, had no room in her mind to be compared. The truth is that she felt like a guest, a woman who had slept in someone else's house just for one night. Without feeling the time pass, after rubbing her eyes for a brief moment, Cameron sat up in bed as she leaned back against the headboard. It was then that she realized that her dress, the same one she had worn the night before, was on the floor. That way, she finally managed to remember everything from that night. She had slept so soundly that
Those dreams, those illusions that she once had, those dreams with which she went to bed every night for every time she felt she was getting closer to her goal, today were nothing more than pieces of a life that never saw the light, that simply remained wanting to be just that, a life. The life that was no longer hers because it now belonged to the people who had married her to the man who had hurt her at that moment. There was nothing left, nothing left of that life that she had begun to build and that only remained in plans.From her beautiful eyes, tears came out the moment she understood who she was. The pain in the sole of her foot and a little higher up, made her stop almost as soon as she wanted to get up from the floor.She didn't know if what hurt more were the cuts on her feet or the way that man had treated her. Like another object, like that glass picture frame, like the broken glass that flooded the floor, she was her. No more than a woman with a broken life.Crawling awa
Wiping her tears roughly, tired of the fact that in only two days he had passed over her as he passed over any of the rugs in that house full of luxuries, she went after him. She had to listen to him, she had to make things clear because she was also a human being, a person who needed to be treated as such. There were rules in that house, she wasn't going to fight against that because in the end, Diego was right, their marriage was just a damn contract that she signed without her having the time to ask questions because for her grandfather, she had been nothing more than a damn object, a damn tool that he could handle at his whim and obviously, at his convenience."Diego, Diego," Cameron called after him.And he, without stopping, continued to the room they had to share whether he wanted to or not."Diego," Cameron continued calling.And without the slightest attention, Diego stopped more to think about where he had left his marriage papers than for her."What do you want, Cameron?" D
Cameron, not being able to bear that feeling of loneliness and humiliation she fell on her knees while tears came out of her eyes. Hugging the dress and leaning her back on the closet door Cameron cried out her pain. Now she was a little bird prisoner of her own misery.Mad as hell Diego arrived at his office. He couldn’t take away the image of Bastian walking downstairs. What the hell was he doing with his wife? Why did she call him? Diego knew all along a contracted marriage wasn’t going to be the best idea. At least he wanted to be respected by his wife. No one else had to know what happened between them closed door.Suddenly, three knocks on his office door.“Come in!” He ordered a little bothered. It was his secretary.“Sir., I’m afraid Mrs. Nory hasn’t left the waiting room. I’d told her you were on a meeting, she said she’d wait and now she has come across with, I think, a friend and informed her the meeting had finished.”Diego sighed heavily. “Let her in.”“But you have told-
How much of ourselves are we willing to give in order to find out what future holds for each of us? Maybe, at the end of the day, not much because human beings are like that. We’re horrified of what we don’t know.In the little pot of people with no social class, the lowest of the lowest she was always like a diamond among stones. With her curly and long black hair, the slim figure, that mischievous smile and seductive look in her green eyes, Camila moved her hips here and there, behaving as the mother she was at day but not at night.The loud male voices offering their products in that marketplace were heard for the beautiful lady who walked here and there, smelling the smooth aroma of the fruits all together. It was enough a smile from her part to those gross men to make them put everything they had at her feet. She was like that. Seductive, flirting… someone who loved to be loved, someone who loved attention. Something she was never going to change no matter how much she tried to b
Two hours later Cameron’s eyes were tired of dancing here and there, watching people smile and talk to each other but no one who approached Cameron to ask if she needed something, or at least to know how she was doing at that moment.By his part, Ace hadn’t stopped watching her from afar. The desire to talk to her, or to dance with her burning inside of him made him go uncontrollable for an instant. He needed to feel that woman close to him like the evening when he saved her from an embarrassing moment and danced together. Of course a playboy like him couldn’t seat and talk about love. But seeing the situation between his friend Diego and Cameron gave him the right to break into their peace and play, play a little as he always did with women.If only Cameron would’ve known what Ace was thinking about her it surely had given a boost to her confidence for the first time. Cameron, she had always been the ugly duck, the fragile one, the nerdy girl who everyone made fun of, the one who wa
CABARET ‘TILL THE DAWN “Wuooo! Wuooo!” The sound of thousands of men was heard in the club.Dim red lights, the heavy smell of sweat coming from those ones looked at the dancing woman with desire, the loud music sounding and the sound of crystal bottles hitting each other was the picture Camila saw every weekend.Smiling with seduction, she walked over the stage with her black heels undoing her bra and covering her breast with her forearm while the men continuing screaming her name. Well, the name she used there, in that club at night.“Candy! Candy! Candy!” Unlike the other women who also worked there, Camila always got the attention from all men. Her slim figure, her smooth face, the long brown and softy wavy hair, everything in her body was enough, not too much not too less, just enough to make men go crazy and make them do whatever she wants whenever she wants.Walking over the tables where drunk men shared the passion they felt for the slim figure walking here and there, seduci
Quietly as she had always been, Cameron waited patiently on her seat in front of the desk of her gynecologist. Cameron had always been the kinda women who felt good doing everything on time, taking care of her body, her mind and her spirituality. Unlike other women, Cameron enjoyed things that helped her mind and soul to grow instead of wasting time in the beauty salon, the spa and in the clubs gossiping about other women. Finally, the door of the office opened.“Are you ready, darling?” The doctor asked with a smile on her face. She had the report of her patient in her hands.Cameron got up. “Yes, yes, I’m ready.”“Remember, it’s just a checkup. All women should be like you, take care of their bodies instead of regretting. Please, take off your clothes and wear the hospital gown.” The doctor instructed.But what she didn’t know was that the gynecologist was preparing a sedative to make her sleep as soon as she lied on the bed.Outside the sale where Cameron had to be with her docto