Sold To The Devil ✅

Home?

😈Cameron's P.O.V😈
"My face hurts!"She whined moving around on my leg. She been saying that ever since we started driving.
"I know Bambina" I cooed to her. Max looked at me like he saw a ghost. I've never acted this way before. Normally I would just have whores. Fuck em and tell em to leave that's it. I've never showed affection to one other than my sister.
"Vedi qualcosa che ti piace? Scatta una foto, durerà di più" I practically sassed to him.
"No, fratello, è solo un po' strano" He replied 
{Italian translation- you see anything you like? Take a picture, it will last longer - Cameron
No, bro, it's just a little weird - Max }
I think I might fall in love with her. Five minutes later we pull up to my luxurious mansion.
"I...it's beaut....beautiful" she said in pieces,  dew the pain she feels on her cheek.
"I know bambina, welcome home!" This is hers now as much as it's mine.
"Home?" She asked looking me in the eye.
"Yea bambina, your new home, you like it?" I asked playing with her short blonde hair.
"I love it" she said trying to smile but only hurting her self in the process. I lifted her head off my lap and slid out the car. She sat up and slid closer to the door. I took her up in bridal position and took her into her new home. Max opened the door for us and we went in. When I walked in I saw Fred sitting on the couch.
"Hey boss you call....oh, and she is?" He said realizing Ayanna in my hand.
"In need of  medical help" I said walking towards the couch and setting her down on it. He took a small flashlight. He opened her left eye and shined it into it. Then he did it to the other. He turned off the flashlight and put it back in his bag.
"What's your name?" He asked her. Why does he need to know this just give her a check up. I was about to say something when Max grabbed hand as if he was saying 'don't' so I didn't. She took awhile for her to answer. Did she forget her name? That dick head is going to pay!
"Lilian?" She questioned more than said. Fred look at me for confirmation.
"Her is name Lillian, but it's her middle name" I explained.
"She has a concussion. Make sure she gets a lot of rest and she should be fine. I will give her some pills for the pain. She should be okay in about a week or so. Any thing else?" He said while rummaging  through his bag.
"Yea, she also got kicked in the stomach" I explained.
"I can give you a cream to rub on the bruises. You need to do that every night until the tube is empty. The pills need to be taken every morning after she eats. Clean her up and then put ice on her face. And stomach. And that's it. Here are the pills and cream. Have a nice night boss, Max" and with that he left. I walked over to the couch and picked her up.
"How'd this happen anyway?" Max asked as I scooped her up into my hand.
"Her shit head of a father" I said ascending up the grand stairs.
♡Ayanna's P.O.V♡
My head feels as if someone took a hammer and is repeatedly hitting me with it. My face feels like I have a wound and someone is using a pin to stick the open wound. Wait.....I do have a wound on my cheek. My belly feels as if I'm on my period. Lady's you know the feeling. I also felt a pair of strong arms holding me. Who was carrying me? The last thing I remember was Cameron coming outside. After that all I heard was fainted shouting. Then he took me up and brought me to his car. I think I met someone named Max? I don't remember his name. Then I heard the word home. Was I back at my father's house? Oh no, Cameron realized how dumb and weak I am. So he decided he didn't want me anymore. He wanted a refund. Well anyway back to the life of being a punching bag. I think Cameron is the person carrying me, or maybe it's Theo. We entered a room and I was set down on the toilet. The bathroom is absolutely beautifully. The bathroom is like a bedroom that can hold 2 of my bedroom. My father also has big bathrooms, but nothing compared to this. The black marble sinks, Grey walls. A glass door shower and a magnificent tub. A mirror so big it must have needed ten people to install it without breaking it. I was sitting on a toilet in the shape of box. The gigantic mirror was infront of me. But I can't see myself. Sometimes I hate being short. But I can see clearly who the person that was carrying me was. It was Cameron. He went out and came in a minute later with a stool. He set the stool down infront of me. Grab a wash cloth from one of the drawers and damped it in warm water. He sat on the stool, took my chin and tilted me head to the left and slightly tap my right cheek. It was painful so I hissed.
"Omg I'm so sorry.  I didn't mean to hurt you " I could see in his eyes that he was sorry, even tho he didn't nothing wrong.
"It’s okay, it's okay. You did nothing wrong" my mouth hurt with every word. I think he saw the pain on my face.
"Shhh, you hurt your self every time you speak" He said with a slight chuckle. His phone then rang.
"Hai fatto come ti ho indicato?" 
[Did you do as I indicated?]
What language is that. There was a pause for a few seconds then he spoke again.
"Francis è una fottuta testa di merda che picchia sua moglie e sua figlia! Mi basta per ucciderlo!" He shouted frustratingly.
[Francis is a fucking shit beating his wife and daughter! That's enough to kill him!]
Wait Francis, I know a Francis. My father is Francis. What is he saying? There was another pause then he groand angrily and hung up the phone. He hung his head down in frustration with one of his hands supporting his head.
"I..is everything okay?" He looks really upset, "Cam?" Wtf I just called him Cam. It's a cute nickname tho. It must have worked because he slowly looked up at me.
"Yeah, I'm fine.......let's get cleaned up and into bed. Damped the cloth once again carefully pressed it against my cheek. It was painful but I sucked it up and allowed him to do what he was doing. Few minutes later he finally finished. That was painful. He left the room to go get somethin, what? I have no idea. He came back in a few minutes later with a t-shirt that looked way too big to be my size and  sweat pants I could practically swim in.
"You can change into these. Your clothes haven't come yet from your father's house" I think there his.
"Um, thank you" I said taking the clothes out of his hands.
"I'll leave you to change" He said walking out.
"Cam?" I called him Cam again! Wtf! He froze in his tracks. Took him a few seconds but he turned around "Yes?" Omg that voice. The way he says yes can do things to girl.
"Ca..... can you umm, zip down my dress?" It weird asking a stranger to do that. I turned around. I could hear the clicking sound of his shoe against the tiled floor. They grew louder and louder, then they stopped. He was behind me. His hands reached up to the zipper and he slowly zipped it down. His hand touched my lower back and I could feel a tingling sensation rush up my spine. I looked in the mirror and it's like he felt it too. He looked up and into the mirror we stared at each other in the mirror until we were interpreted by a knock on the door.
"Boss, Simon is on the phone. He said it's urgent" He spoke, he was a well put together man said. He wore a black suit that hugged his muscles perfectly. He has a fluffy beard and blue eyes. Very handsome if I might say so my self. Cameron nodded and the man left.
"I'll be in my office. Third door to the left. Come find me whenever your ready" with that he walked away closing the door behind him.

Authors Note
Hey! Sorry for the wait. This is another short chapter. I will be uploading another after this.
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Ps.Tash♡