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🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

   🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞
❤️Season Two❤

🥰Camilla's Pov🥰

"Money monger."

I joked when he finally pulled away.

"And now you're about to ruin the moment by bringing something up am I right?"

He asks noticing a shift in my demeanor.

"I hope I won't ruin it."

"The look on your face tells me you might. Spill, what is it."

"Two things actually."

"My parents would be home tomorrow so I get to clear one thing off my chest but what about your relationship with yours."

There was silence for a few seconds until he finally spoke up.

"You know how much I endured at the hands of my parents. They only want to attempt to fix me because they've realised Blake isn't all that. In their twisted sense, they think I could become the next Blake or something. If I want my parents love, it'll be for who I am. Not who they want me to be."

He says and my eyes twinkle in admiration.

"I'm going to kiss you now."

I state before pressing my lips lightly against his.

"Okay okay. Before we kiss again, what's the second."

"It's about Nate."

He frowned the moment I mentioned his name.

"What about him Cam?"

"I want to know if you're going to react to any of the comments that are surely going to arise on Monday."

"You want to know if I'm going to flare up and say something when someone congratulate him for a position I played."

I nodded my head slowly.

"I would've but then I thought about him. I caused the mess, you helped me fix it and gave me a chance to play. I should accept any consequences that comes afterwards. Added to the fact that if I did say a word, you'll get in trouble. Most people would deduce I couldn't do it on my own. Last thing I want is getting you into trouble Camilla."

He pecked my forehead.

"Now about that kiss...."

He trailed off licking his lower lips.

Just then, a knock came at the door. He groaned before walking towards it and opening it up.


"I'm not here for you. I understand you don't want to speak to me right now. I'm here for Camilla."

Dylan opened the door fully and my interest was piqued.

"Camilla can I talk to you for a minute in the hall. I wouldn't take more than that, it's really important."

I nodded in affirmation before letting her lead the way.

"How do I even begin this..."

"Anyway you want Mrs Emerton."

"For starters, I know that you and my son are together..."

She trailed off after making my eyes widen slightly.

"Umm Mrs Emerton...."

I scratched my hair feeling a little nervous.

"No, it's quite alright Camilla. I'm actually happy that Dylan found someone like you, you two look good together."

I sighed in relief.

"But I have a favour to ask. A huge one. I'm only positive you can do it."

I listened keenly.

"It's alot to ask but I was hoping you could find a way to talk to Dylan. Convince him to seat down with i and his father. We're just trying to explain things...."


"I know it's alot to ask but you're literally my last hope Camilla, please...."

Her eyes were begging me to say yes but could I? I'm in a good place with Dylan and if I say yes, I just might screw everything up...



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