~Camila~
"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕"
Camila was adored by those in her presence due to her gentle nature and joyful demeanor.
Her inner beauty and external charm captivates the hearts and...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Camila's point of view
After our erotic encounter in the booth, Luciano left me with Russo in the restaurant.
"So how are your sisters, and why did you come so quickly? It's just four days since you left, it's not even up to a week." I struck a conversation to pass time and keep us entertained while we waited for our orders.
"I know Camila, but I had to come back, they need me here."
"Are you the first?" I inquired. He smiled and shook his head.
"Third."
"So you don't have a brother?" He shook his head.
"That's where life began its game for me, the only male among three crazy females." He said with a dramatic hint in his voice.
I laughed and slapped his hand lightly.
"Hey, girls aren't bad." I told him with a playful frown.
"Yes, I know that, beautiful, my sisters may be witches trapped in human form, but I love them nevertheless."
The emotion that played in his eyes as he spoke about them made me smile.
"What about your parents?" His eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. Immediately I realized I had asked the wrong question.
"I'm sorry, Russo, I shouldn't have asked."
"No, questions are bound to be asked. You don't have to apologize. I lost my parents eight years ago."
His voice strained with anger and pain and I regretted letting curiosity get the best of me.
"I'm sorry, Russo, I didn't know."
"Exactly, you didn't know, that's why you asked, so stop apologizing." He smiled, but it wasn't as bright as his usual smile.
Silence rested between us, and I sighed at the uncomfortable situation.
I got up and went to sit beside him, so I could wrap my hand around his arm and rest my head on his shoulder.
"Please don't be sad and silent, Russo, you'll make me cry." I looked at him with a pout, and he chuckled.
"You don't have to be sad, I'm fine," he told me with a smile, but I wasn't buying it.
"Okay, what do you want me to do, laugh like a lunatic for you to believe me?" I nodded, and he shook his head in amusement.
"Are you angry with me, Russo?" He shook his head and pulled me into a side embrace.
"I can't be angry at you Camila, you did nothing wrong." I smiled and pulled away.
"You know, Luciano may put a bullet in my skull if he sees how close you are to me."
I remembered his threat back in the booth and a shy smile spread across my lips.
