Camren Mini Book Series

MISTRESS pt.4

AN: THE MOST AWAITED UPDATE IN MY WRITING CAREER

The doorbell rang and Camila stood up to went in the door, it had been a month since she and Lauren met again and that now she was living with the green eyed entrepreneur, Camila wasn't accustomed in living in a huge house. For the brunette, walking from the living room to the front door was a bigger task than what she thought.

The guards at the gate let these people in, so, Camila knew that they were either relatives or Lauren's co-worker. Without looking at the peep hole, Camila opened the door and her eyes went wide as to who she saw.

"Surprise, surprise, Lauren kept you." Keana spoke monotonously and stare at Camila.

Camila didn't answer, her chocolate eyes avoided the gaze of Lauren's ex-wife.

Keana and Bernadette went inside and Camila stepped aside the door to let them in. Keana look back at her and eye her from head to foot before she spoke.

"Lauren's not here?" Keana said, this time looking around the house.

Camila just shook her head no.

"You should look carefully at Lauren's actions... you may not know but she have a history for picking up strippers." She spoke with sarcasm and Bernadette tugged her hand but Keana didn't budge at all.

"Ironically, just like you..." Keana continued and Bernadette tugged her hand more. Keana looked down at her daughter.

"Mami, that's mean." The little girl spoke.

"It's not, if it's the truth... right Camila?" Keana said with raised eye brows but Camila didn't responded.

"Why not you go to your room and change." Keana suggested to the youngster and Bernadette nodded slowly.

"Good night baby." She said while kissing her daughter's head. Bernadette walk slowly up the stairs and never look back.

As soon as the little girl was out of their sight the air thickens between the two adults.

"Where's Lauren?"

"She left this weekend, she said she had a business meeting." Camila responded nervously.

"Oh... she hadn't change a bit. Still as workaholic as the last time I remember." Keana waited for Camila to react and when she doesn't, Keana spoke again. "That's also what she told me, then I found out that she was fucking another woman." She smiled as she paused. "Oh, I remember... that's you." She added and Camila bit her lower lip as it tremble, from guilt or anger, Camila can't comprehend.

A moment of silence and all Camila could hear is her heart pounding in her chest. This is just the second time she met Lauren's wife.

Keana crossed her arms in front of her while she stood up squarely in front of Camila.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

"What do you mean?" Camila said furrowing her eye brows.

Keana shrugged her shoulders and looked directly at Camila's eyes.

"How much do you need from Lauren?"

"I'm not here for her money if that's what you mean." Camila said firmly.

"Oh really?" Keana chuckled lowly. "What else does a stripper need from a young millionaire that's having some emotional breakdown? Tell me, stripper?" she added as she stepped closer to the brunette.

"I'm not using Lauren... not once... not ever." Camila said as she tried to hold her own ground.

Keana laughed, she laughed as she mocked Camila and the Cuban knew it.