Possession Of His | 18+

Chapter Nine

Kimberly P O V:

Nathan told me that I wouldn't need to come to work the next day, so now I was left by myself at his house with absolutely nothing to do. I had tried using the gym for a while, but seeing as I didn't do much exercise I had no idea what everything was supposed to be used for and ended up leaving soon after. I ultimately ended up in the living room again, searching for a new movie to watch. It was only then that I realized I hadn't rung Cam at all today. We had been talking throughout these last couple of days, but the conversations were always brief whilst I tried to avoid questions about my 'boyfriend' it just felt too embarrassing to tell my brother that he was now my ex after telling him just the day before.

I immediately call him and he picks up shortly after.

"Hey, Kim," He greets, cheerfully.

"Hi, how are you doing? Are things still okay?" I question. My worry had started to decrease the more calls we had with each other. I wasn't sure what it was that helped me take my mind off of it, but I'd say it had something to do with an obnoxiously attractive millionaire.

"Everything's fine, how about you?"

"Good, I managed to find a new job," I may have been purposefully vague, but I wasn't so sure how Cam would react to me working at Nathan's company, even if it was on the legal side.

"What sort of job?" He questions, sounding pleasantly surprised that I managed to find a new job so soon. If only he knew how easy it really was.

"Oh you know, just one at this bookstore, nothing special," I feel my stomach curl with guilt. I hate lying to my brother, we were always honest with each other no matter what. But things have been weird recently, telling him about this right now didn't seem like the best time to do it.

"That's great Kim, really I'm proud of you," I feel myself frown.

"Thanks, Cam," My voice is so quiet.

"Is Mr Russo okay? I've been calling him as well to see how things are," I feel my back straighten a bit, my shoulders tensing. I don't know why that unsettled me so much because realistically, me and Nathan had done absolutely nothing together, yet I still felt like there was some sort of secret waiting to be revealed.

"He's great, we don't speak all that much though, I mainly just stay in my room," I huff. It isn't a complete lie.

"Makes sense, you do the exact same thing at home," He teases, I smile.

"Don't expect things to change once you're back either, I'm going to be just as antisocial as I once was," I grin as I listen to his laugh on the other end. I really did miss him.

"Just how I like it," He hums. "Hey, I'll call you tomorrow alright? I've got quite a bit to do right now," He sounds the way he always does when he's about to end the call, full of guilt.

I guess that makes two of us.

"Okay Cam, I love you, speak to you soon,"

"I love you too, bye,"

The line goes silent after that and I'm once again left to entertain myself in this big and lonely house. It felt cold like always, and eerily silent. It made me wonder just how often this house went left unoccupied. I already knew Nathan was absent almost all the time, he was only ever here when he had work to do from home, to eat, or to sleep. With a life like that, I can't imagine how lonely he must feel.