Chapter 175
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Camille opened the main door after the bell rang. She tilted her head in confusion to see Evan so drunk and being carried by Glen who was also drunk.
"Hi Camille, can you help me?" he asked.
"Where's Daniella?"
Glen groaned as he dropped Evan onto the couch, "she got a call from Scarlet, I think that was her name."
Camille looked down at Evan worriedly, "Is she coming back soon?"
Glen shrugged, "not sure, she asked her friends to bring Evan but they are also drunk and still in the bar."
Hearing that, Camille's heart stopped, "I will take care of him."
Glen nodded and walked out of the house where his driver was waiting.
Being alone with Evan, Camille pulled him up, "Let's get you upstairs," she said as she laid Evan's arm on her shoulder.
Her face scrunched up when she realized how heavy Evan was. When they reached the master bedroom, Camille held the doorknob.
She's about to push it open when she saw her previous room. Gulping hard, she decided to open the room next door.
She laid Evan onto the bed, sat next to it and stared at his face.
The smell of the alcohol in his breath and his hot body as she ran her hand on his arm were drowning her senses away. Without thinking, Camille moved closer to plant a kiss on his lips. She knew what would happen, if his crazy girlfriend found out about this, she would go even more insane.
She tried to part his lips with her tongue, while her hands moved to unbutton his shirt.
She removed his shirt without waking him up, she gently caressed his chest like the way she used too. Pressing her lips against his, her hands were busy doing magical things on his stomach
Her body suddenly felt hot, the taste of the alcohol on Evan's lips, it made her more feisty. So, she moved her lips aggressively, she didn't breathe and was determine to part his lips so when she successfully did it, she smiled and played with his tongue.
She became persistent. She's like a hungry lion, so eager for the taste of meat.
She pulled away a bit and stared at his face, Evan was so drunk that he couldn't even respond to her kisses. She had never seen him drunk like this before.
She's about to remove his belt when Evan pulled her to his side and lay a leg on her stomach, his face moved closer to her shoulder and plant a small kiss on her skin.
" I am so drunk Daniella," Evan murmured.
Camille's eyelashes flickered. A bit disappointed that Evan thought she was Daniella. She stayed in that position until her eyes closed.
--
On the other side.
Daniella parked her motorcycle in front of the Gentleman's bar and entered it casually.
She looked around but only saw Robert and Scott laying on the couches with empty bottles on the table.
She shook Robert's arm to wake him up, "where's Evan?" she asked.
The man groaned and barely opened his eyes, "Glen, they left," he answered and went back to sleep.
Daniella took her phone out and about to dial Glen's number when she found a message from him.
'I dropped Evan at the villa.'
She smiled in relief, then turned to her friends and kicked them without mercy, "Didn't I tell you to bring Evan home safely?" she shouted but the two were sleeping soundly.
With that, she decided to leave but a strange feeling arose in her heart. She took her phone out of her pocket and opened the app that connects her to the cameras in the villa.
From the living room, she followed the track where Camille carried Evan. For a moment she was thankful that the woman helped Evan towards the master bedroom but the smile which was about to form on her lips froze when Camille decided to bring Evan to the other room.
She gulped hard, her hands clenched the phone she was holding as she watched the closed door. She thought Camille will leave after dropping Evan to the bed but ten minutes have passed and she's still inside.
Standing in front of her friends, she slapped Robert and Scott's face until they woke up.
The two which were half awake sat down, both were massaging their cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Scott asked after a long yawn.
"You two are coming with me to the Villa."
"Why?" Robert asked this time, his eyes were closed as he caressed his cheek.
Daniella showed them the screen of her phone and the two stared at it.
"What do you want from us? Can't you handle it?" Robert asked.
Daniella got up, I can but I need you two with me. I am scared that I will kill that woman and I don't want to get married in the prison," she explained with both hands clenching on her side angrily.
The two looked at each other and laid back onto the couch ignoring her, so Daniella kicked them again but they decided to ignore her and closed their eyes.
"Since you helped me find my father's killer, I will come with you."
Daniella turned to the source of the voice and found Ken standing behind her with hands in his pockets.
--
Morning came, Camille didn't bother to open her eyes, instead, she stayed laying with her back facing Evan.
She could feel his arm around her waist. She smiled when she felt his lips on her shoulder.
She's about to turn when the arm around her waist hardened and a voice so rough and coarse whispered, "don't move."
She gasped when the hand went under her shirt and lay on her breast, fondling it tightly.
"Evan, what happened to Daniella?" she asked.
"shh..." the voice behind her hushed into her ears.
His hand on her breast lowered to her legs and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
Camille's eyes widened by his sudden action, especially when he removed her underwear.
She was skeptical when the hand suddenly touched her ass, but she didn't refuse.
As the hand continued on caressing her skin, Camille froze, the hand was full of callouses something Evan didn't have.
Quickly, she turned around and found a strange man. He was smiling at her maniacally.
"AH!" she screamed as loud as she could while her face paled in fear.
"Help me!" she screamed once again when the man tried to grab her wrist.
Camille got up, she ran towards the door but it was suddenly opened by Daniella.
"Help me!" she begged at Daniella but the woman was smiling at her wickedly.
"Why should I?" Daniella said coldly with narrowed eyes and pushed her inside, "didn't you try to take advantage of my drunk fiancée? Here, I brought you a man," then Daniella closed the door.
Camille banged her hand on the closed door, while Daniella gnashed her jaw as she held the doorknob. In front of her was Ken, leaning against the wall with deep eyes staring at her.
"Are you not scared that Evan would wake up with all this noise?"
Daniella shook her head.
"This is your plan? Have her raped?"
Daniella shook her head once again, "nope, I only asked the man to scare her."
"Jealousy is indeed dangerous," he remarked, "or are you doing this because she pushed you into the pool?"
Daniella met his eyes courageously and didn't bother to blink, "that too."
"too?" Ken rose a brow, "what else?"
Daniella let out a harsh breath, "too many to say."
She undid her ponytail and shook out her hair, "am I too bad?" she asked.
"Yes, you threw her clothes, burned her magazines, feed her exotic animals and sent a man to her room," he said truthfully, "that was fucked-up and purely evil but you do what you want and I salute you for that," saying that, he flashed a grin while giving her a salute.
Daniella looked aside, Ken would understand her. of course, he would, after all, he has been doing this for years.
The sound of Camille's scream begging for help was irking Daniella's ears.
'It's not enough, scream more Camille.'
'Scream until your throat hurts'
Her hands remained on her sides balled into fists.
"PLEASE HELP ME!"
"SOMEBODY HELP ME!"
The door of the master bedroom was opened with a bang, Daniella gulped hard when she saw Evan by the door switching his confused eyes between her and Ken.
"What is happening here?" he asked in the loud voice.
"Evan?" suddenly Camille's voice sounded from the other room, "help me please, there's a man here who's trying to rape me! Please help me!"
Evan's expression closed up and immediately ran towards the close door.
"Daniella let me pass," he said to Daniella.
But Daniella just stared at him, her chin was raised up to meet his eyes.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
Without hesitation, he replied, "yes."
And with that, Daniella took a step side. Evan opened the door and Camille came running to his arms.
"Get out of here!" Evan yelled to the man.
The man immediately stepped out of the room. Terror overtook Evan's face when Daniella handed the man an envelope.
He slightly pushed Camille away from embracing him and went closer to Daniella.
"Did you pay him to do this?"
Daniella nodded and smiled, "yup, well, it was fun until you woke up," then Daniella turned around to leave but Evan grabbed her wrist, pushed her to the wall and placed both hands on her shoulder.
"What the hell Daniella!" he said in disbelief.
"You sent a man to rape her?"
She scowled at him, shock that he shouted at her.
"Did you really need to do that?" he continued.
Daniella shook her head while her lips formed a bitter smile, "no I don't need to do that but, I want to Evan. I did that because I want-"
Daniella's word froze when a hand landed on her face.
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Camille opened the main door after the bell rang. She tilted her head in confusion to see Evan so drunk and being carried by Glen who was also drunk.
"Hi Camille, can you help me?" he asked.
"Where's Daniella?"
Glen groaned as he dropped Evan onto the couch, "she got a call from Scarlet, I think that was her name."
Camille looked down at Evan worriedly, "Is she coming back soon?"
Glen shrugged, "not sure, she asked her friends to bring Evan but they are also drunk and still in the bar."
Hearing that, Camille's heart stopped, "I will take care of him."
Glen nodded and walked out of the house where his driver was waiting.
Being alone with Evan, Camille pulled him up, "Let's get you upstairs," she said as she laid Evan's arm on her shoulder.
Her face scrunched up when she realized how heavy Evan was. When they reached the master bedroom, Camille held the doorknob.
She's about to push it open when she saw her previous room. Gulping hard, she decided to open the room next door.
She laid Evan onto the bed, sat next to it and stared at his face.
The smell of the alcohol in his breath and his hot body as she ran her hand on his arm were drowning her senses away. Without thinking, Camille moved closer to plant a kiss on his lips. She knew what would happen, if his crazy girlfriend found out about this, she would go even more insane.
She tried to part his lips with her tongue, while her hands moved to unbutton his shirt.
She removed his shirt without waking him up, she gently caressed his chest like the way she used too. Pressing her lips against his, her hands were busy doing magical things on his stomach
Her body suddenly felt hot, the taste of the alcohol on Evan's lips, it made her more feisty. So, she moved her lips aggressively, she didn't breathe and was determine to part his lips so when she successfully did it, she smiled and played with his tongue.
She became persistent. She's like a hungry lion, so eager for the taste of meat.
She pulled away a bit and stared at his face, Evan was so drunk that he couldn't even respond to her kisses. She had never seen him drunk like this before.
She's about to remove his belt when Evan pulled her to his side and lay a leg on her stomach, his face moved closer to her shoulder and plant a small kiss on her skin.
" I am so drunk Daniella," Evan murmured.
Camille's eyelashes flickered. A bit disappointed that Evan thought she was Daniella. She stayed in that position until her eyes closed.
--
On the other side.
Daniella parked her motorcycle in front of the Gentleman's bar and entered it casually.
She looked around but only saw Robert and Scott laying on the couches with empty bottles on the table.
She shook Robert's arm to wake him up, "where's Evan?" she asked.
The man groaned and barely opened his eyes, "Glen, they left," he answered and went back to sleep.
Daniella took her phone out and about to dial Glen's number when she found a message from him.
'I dropped Evan at the villa.'
She smiled in relief, then turned to her friends and kicked them without mercy, "Didn't I tell you to bring Evan home safely?" she shouted but the two were sleeping soundly.
With that, she decided to leave but a strange feeling arose in her heart. She took her phone out of her pocket and opened the app that connects her to the cameras in the villa.
From the living room, she followed the track where Camille carried Evan. For a moment she was thankful that the woman helped Evan towards the master bedroom but the smile which was about to form on her lips froze when Camille decided to bring Evan to the other room.
She gulped hard, her hands clenched the phone she was holding as she watched the closed door. She thought Camille will leave after dropping Evan to the bed but ten minutes have passed and she's still inside.
Standing in front of her friends, she slapped Robert and Scott's face until they woke up.
The two which were half awake sat down, both were massaging their cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Scott asked after a long yawn.
"You two are coming with me to the Villa."
"Why?" Robert asked this time, his eyes were closed as he caressed his cheek.
Daniella showed them the screen of her phone and the two stared at it.
"What do you want from us? Can't you handle it?" Robert asked.
Daniella got up, I can but I need you two with me. I am scared that I will kill that woman and I don't want to get married in the prison," she explained with both hands clenching on her side angrily.
The two looked at each other and laid back onto the couch ignoring her, so Daniella kicked them again but they decided to ignore her and closed their eyes.
"Since you helped me find my father's killer, I will come with you."
Daniella turned to the source of the voice and found Ken standing behind her with hands in his pockets.
--
Morning came, Camille didn't bother to open her eyes, instead, she stayed laying with her back facing Evan.
She could feel his arm around her waist. She smiled when she felt his lips on her shoulder.
She's about to turn when the arm around her waist hardened and a voice so rough and coarse whispered, "don't move."
She gasped when the hand went under her shirt and lay on her breast, fondling it tightly.
"Evan, what happened to Daniella?" she asked.
"shh..." the voice behind her hushed into her ears.
His hand on her breast lowered to her legs and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
Camille's eyes widened by his sudden action, especially when he removed her underwear.
She was skeptical when the hand suddenly touched her ass, but she didn't refuse.
As the hand continued on caressing her skin, Camille froze, the hand was full of callouses something Evan didn't have.
Quickly, she turned around and found a strange man. He was smiling at her maniacally.
"AH!" she screamed as loud as she could while her face paled in fear.
"Help me!" she screamed once again when the man tried to grab her wrist.
Camille got up, she ran towards the door but it was suddenly opened by Daniella.
"Help me!" she begged at Daniella but the woman was smiling at her wickedly.
"Why should I?" Daniella said coldly with narrowed eyes and pushed her inside, "didn't you try to take advantage of my drunk fiancée? Here, I brought you a man," then Daniella closed the door.
Camille banged her hand on the closed door, while Daniella gnashed her jaw as she held the doorknob. In front of her was Ken, leaning against the wall with deep eyes staring at her.
"Are you not scared that Evan would wake up with all this noise?"
Daniella shook her head.
"This is your plan? Have her raped?"
Daniella shook her head once again, "nope, I only asked the man to scare her."
"Jealousy is indeed dangerous," he remarked, "or are you doing this because she pushed you into the pool?"
Daniella met his eyes courageously and didn't bother to blink, "that too."
"too?" Ken rose a brow, "what else?"
Daniella let out a harsh breath, "too many to say."
She undid her ponytail and shook out her hair, "am I too bad?" she asked.
"Yes, you threw her clothes, burned her magazines, feed her exotic animals and sent a man to her room," he said truthfully, "that was fucked-up and purely evil but you do what you want and I salute you for that," saying that, he flashed a grin while giving her a salute.
Daniella looked aside, Ken would understand her. of course, he would, after all, he has been doing this for years.
The sound of Camille's scream begging for help was irking Daniella's ears.
'It's not enough, scream more Camille.'
'Scream until your throat hurts'
Her hands remained on her sides balled into fists.
"PLEASE HELP ME!"
"SOMEBODY HELP ME!"
The door of the master bedroom was opened with a bang, Daniella gulped hard when she saw Evan by the door switching his confused eyes between her and Ken.
"What is happening here?" he asked in the loud voice.
"Evan?" suddenly Camille's voice sounded from the other room, "help me please, there's a man here who's trying to rape me! Please help me!"
Evan's expression closed up and immediately ran towards the close door.
"Daniella let me pass," he said to Daniella.
But Daniella just stared at him, her chin was raised up to meet his eyes.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
Without hesitation, he replied, "yes."
And with that, Daniella took a step side. Evan opened the door and Camille came running to his arms.
"Get out of here!" Evan yelled to the man.
The man immediately stepped out of the room. Terror overtook Evan's face when Daniella handed the man an envelope.
He slightly pushed Camille away from embracing him and went closer to Daniella.
"Did you pay him to do this?"
Daniella nodded and smiled, "yup, well, it was fun until you woke up," then Daniella turned around to leave but Evan grabbed her wrist, pushed her to the wall and placed both hands on her shoulder.
"What the hell Daniella!" he said in disbelief.
"You sent a man to rape her?"
She scowled at him, shock that he shouted at her.
"Did you really need to do that?" he continued.
Daniella shook her head while her lips formed a bitter smile, "no I don't need to do that but, I want to Evan. I did that because I want-"
Daniella's word froze when a hand landed on her face.
Camille opened the main door after the bell rang. She tilted her head in confusion to see Evan so drunk and being carried by Glen who was also drunk. "Hi Camille, can you help me?" he asked. "Where's Daniella?" Glen groaned as he dropped Evan onto the couch, "she got a call from Scarlet, I think that was her name." Camille looked down at Evan worriedly, "Is she coming back soon?" Glen shrugged, "not sure, she asked her friends to bring Evan but they are also drunk and still in the bar." Hearing that, Camille's heart stopped, "I will take care of him." Glen nodded and walked out of the house where his driver was waiting. Being alone with Evan, Camille pulled him up, "Let's get you upstairs," she said as she laid Evan's arm on her shoulder. Her face scrunched up when she realized how heavy Evan was. When they reached the master bedroom, Camille held the doorknob. She's about to push it open when she saw her previous room. Gulping hard, she decided to open the room next door. She laid Evan onto the bed, sat next to it and stared at his face. The smell of the alcohol in his breath and his hot body as she ran her hand on his arm were drowning her senses away. Without thinking, Camille moved closer to plant a kiss on his lips. She knew what would happen, if his crazy girlfriend found out about this, she would go even more insane. She tried to part his lips with her tongue, while her hands moved to unbutton his shirt. She removed his shirt without waking him up, she gently caressed his chest like the way she used too. Pressing her lips against his, her hands were busy doing magical things on his stomach Her body suddenly felt hot, the taste of the alcohol on Evan's lips, it made her more feisty. So, she moved her lips aggressively, she didn't breathe and was determine to part his lips so when she successfully did it, she smiled and played with his tongue. She became persistent. She's like a hungry lion, so eager for the taste of meat. She pulled away a bit and stared at his face, Evan was so drunk that he couldn't even respond to her kisses. She had never seen him drunk like this before. She's about to remove his belt when Evan pulled her to his side and lay a leg on her stomach, his face moved closer to her shoulder and plant a small kiss on her skin. " I am so drunk Daniella," Evan murmured. Camille's eyelashes flickered. A bit disappointed that Evan thought she was Daniella. She stayed in that position until her eyes closed. -- On the other side. Daniella parked her motorcycle in front of the Gentleman's bar and entered it casually. She looked around but only saw Robert and Scott laying on the couches with empty bottles on the table. She shook Robert's arm to wake him up, "where's Evan?" she asked. The man groaned and barely opened his eyes, "Glen, they left," he answered and went back to sleep. Daniella took her phone out and about to dial Glen's number when she found a message from him. 'I dropped Evan at the villa.' She smiled in relief, then turned to her friends and kicked them without mercy, "Didn't I tell you to bring Evan home safely?" she shouted but the two were sleeping soundly. With that, she decided to leave but a strange feeling arose in her heart. She took her phone out of her pocket and opened the app that connects her to the cameras in the villa. From the living room, she followed the track where Camille carried Evan. For a moment she was thankful that the woman helped Evan towards the master bedroom but the smile which was about to form on her lips froze when Camille decided to bring Evan to the other room. She gulped hard, her hands clenched the phone she was holding as she watched the closed door. She thought Camille will leave after dropping Evan to the bed but ten minutes have passed and she's still inside. Standing in front of her friends, she slapped Robert and Scott's face until they woke up. The two which were half awake sat down, both were massaging their cheeks. "What's wrong?" Scott asked after a long yawn. "You two are coming with me to the Villa." "Why?" Robert asked this time, his eyes were closed as he caressed his cheek. Daniella showed them the screen of her phone and the two stared at it. "What do you want from us? Can't you handle it?" Robert asked. Daniella got up, I can but I need you two with me. I am scared that I will kill that woman and I don't want to get married in the prison," she explained with both hands clenching on her side angrily. The two looked at each other and laid back onto the couch ignoring her, so Daniella kicked them again but they decided to ignore her and closed their eyes. "Since you helped me find my father's killer, I will come with you." Daniella turned to the source of the voice and found Ken standing behind her with hands in his pockets. -- Morning came, Camille didn't bother to open her eyes, instead, she stayed laying with her back facing Evan. She could feel his arm around her waist. She smiled when she felt his lips on her shoulder. She's about to turn when the arm around her waist hardened and a voice so rough and coarse whispered, "don't move." She gasped when the hand went under her shirt and lay on her breast, fondling it tightly. "Evan, what happened to Daniella?" she asked. "shh..." the voice behind her hushed into her ears. His hand on her breast lowered to her legs and pulled her skirt up to her waist. Camille's eyes widened by his sudden action, especially when he removed her underwear. She was skeptical when the hand suddenly touched her ass, but she didn't refuse. As the hand continued on caressing her skin, Camille froze, the hand was full of callouses something Evan didn't have. Quickly, she turned around and found a strange man. He was smiling at her maniacally. "AH!" she screamed as loud as she could while her face paled in fear. "Help me!" she screamed once again when the man tried to grab her wrist. Camille got up, she ran towards the door but it was suddenly opened by Daniella. "Help me!" she begged at Daniella but the woman was smiling at her wickedly. "Why should I?" Daniella said coldly with narrowed eyes and pushed her inside, "didn't you try to take advantage of my drunk fiance? Here, I brought you a man," then Daniella closed the door. Camille banged her hand on the closed door, while Daniella gnashed her jaw as she held the doorknob. In front of her was Ken, leaning against the wall with deep eyes staring at her. "Are you not scared that Evan would wake up with all this noise?" Daniella shook her head. "This is your plan? Have her raped?" Daniella shook her head once again, "nope, I only asked the man to scare her." "Jealousy is indeed dangerous," he remarked, "or are you doing this because she pushed you into the pool?" Daniella met his eyes courageously and didn't bother to blink, "that too." "too?" Ken rose a brow, "what else?" Daniella let out a harsh breath, "too many to say." She undid her ponytail and shook out her hair, "am I too bad?" she asked. "Yes, you threw her clothes, burned her magazines, feed her exotic animals and sent a man to her room," he said truthfully, "that was fucked-up and purely evil but you do what you want and I salute you for that," saying that, he flashed a grin while giving her a salute. Daniella looked aside, Ken would understand her. of course, he would, after all, he has been doing this for years. The sound of Camille's scream begging for help was irking Daniella's ears. 'It's not enough, scream more Camille.' 'Scream until your throat hurts' Her hands remained on her sides balled into fists. "PLEASE HELP ME!" "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" The door of the master bedroom was opened with a bang, Daniella gulped hard when she saw Evan by the door switching his confused eyes between her and Ken. "What is happening here?" he asked in the loud voice. "Evan?" suddenly Camille's voice sounded from the other room, "help me please, there's a man here who's trying to rape me! Please help me!" Evan's expression closed up and immediately ran towards the close door. "Daniella let me pass," he said to Daniella. But Daniella just stared at him, her chin was raised up to meet his eyes. "Are you sure?" she asked. Without hesitation, he replied, "yes." And with that, Daniella took a step side. Evan opened the door and Camille came running to his arms. "Get out of here!" Evan yelled to the man. The man immediately stepped out of the room. Terror overtook Evan's face when Daniella handed the man an envelope. He slightly pushed Camille away from embracing him and went closer to Daniella. "Did you pay him to do this?" Daniella nodded and smiled, "yup, well, it was fun until you woke up," then Daniella turned around to leave but Evan grabbed her wrist, pushed her to the wall and placed both hands on her shoulder. "What the hell Daniella!" he said in disbelief. "You sent a man to rape her?" She scowled at him, shock that he shouted at her. "Did you really need to do that?" he continued. Daniella shook her head while her lips formed a bitter smile, "no I don't need to do that but, I want to Evan. I did that because I want-" Daniella's word froze when a hand landed on her face.
