|Book 1|
Tiana King was a young and great college student at Howard University. She was up at the top of the list for being the famous preacher's daughter. Her entire reputation of being a good girl was her dad's doing. She had dream goals to own h...
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CAMILLE
I could feel his eyes on me, burning a hole into my head. I would have tried to ignore him but it's quite hard and uncomfortable when someone is watching you eat a meal.
He was dressed in a light grey suit. It was early morning and he's gotten me up. He had yet to tell me were it is we are going. So I dressed in a white see through dress on top of my yellow dress. I made up my face with a little bit of make up and white feather earrings.
I couldn't even take a bite when my eyes looked up and met his own. I sighed in irritation and placed my fork down before looking at him with annoyance.
"What?" I asked through the silent.
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"Do you always stuff your mouth?" He suddenly asked.
The heat of embarrassment rushed to my cheeks and I looked down. I cleared my throat to at least try to clear some of my embarrassment.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
He stared at me a moment more before letting his leg down and pushing himself away from the table. "You're coming with me to my company. Can't risk leaving you here. You might escape."
I smirked at the last sentence. "You have no bodyguards nor anyone here to stop me. I could escape you in your sleep."
His own smirk formed. "I can assure you, my dear, my home is very secured."
"So you say," I said back in disbelief.
The man had no one. No housekeeper, no security. No one. So how is his home secured I wonder?
A small throaty chuckle escaped his lips while he shook his head. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I threw my napkin down and pushed away from the chair.
"Ready?" He asked while standing to his feet.
"Yes." To get this over with.
I wanted to get some insight into Ace Buller. There was more to this arrangement and I was not going to wait a few months and be stuck with him.
