Angel's POV continues
“A baby spilt juice on me, so I came to dry myself.” she murmurs, her gaze shifting between me and him. “Can I talk to Angel please?”
“Why?” Devontae snort.
“I heard everything, but don't worry I'll be quick.” Camilla smiles.
Devontae looks at me and I frown, looking anywhere but the door. I don't care what she said, most of it is the truth, and I don't regret saying it about her.
“I will wait,” he tells her.
Camilla rolls her eyes, moving closer to him and guiding him to the door. “Go on and ask Arieya to show you her painting, I'll be down in just five minutes.”
At her request, he leaves, not a single argument. When the door shuts I'm left with Camilla, both of us staring but saying nothing. She's probably on her high horse now, she knows I'm jealous of her and the life she's living now.
“Small world huh,” she grins. “You almost gave my mate a baby, I gave yours one. You fucked my mate now I fuck yours, I honestly would never have thought tha-”
“Look here,” I begin, already pissed with the comparisons. I myself have done a few, and she emerges winner in most of them.
“It is fine, I don't hold any grudge against you.” she smiles.
“We are even,” I spit out, not believing the words myself, because deep down I know she beat me.
“Even?” Camilla laughs, “No, how can we be even? Scarcely because you slept with my mate and I slept yours doesn't make us even. But still, I just want to know one thing, is it worth it?”
“Huh?”
“You leaving your mate, and your daughter for Adrian? Does it ever haunt you that you did so much for a man that never loved you? I know it haunts me.” she grumbles.
Never loved me?
I shake my head, “He loved me. Adrian still loves me, and he loved me more so before you came into the picture.”
“Adrian was infatuated with you Angel, but he didn't love you. If he did, I wouldn't have changed a thing, that's why he still slept with you while I was here.
It was because he was attracted to you, not in love with you, you should have sacrificed your selfish needs for your kids.
For your mate, King isn't hard to love, that man is so loyal and he would have given you the world. You really fucked up”
“Not everything is perfect like you & Belle, my daughter calls you mom Camilla you win.” I finally admit.
Camilla grins widely. “Yes, I did win the greatest prize of all, my daughters. However, it's not about winning, it was never a game and I am not perfect. I made too many mistakes. For example I let my resentment get in the way of Adrian's relationship with his daughter. I decided for him he didn't want to be a part of her life, at least you didn't choose for Kingston. Furthermore, if I was perfect, Adrian wouldn't have looked further, he would have loved me. But just like with you, he was only attracted to me and how I made him feel.”
I gulp, feeling bad for her now. “Camilla, he did love you, I just kept getting in the way because I was obsessed with him, Adrian loves you.”
In response, she shrugs. “Well, whatever happened, I've learned from my mistakes. Plus, the dick wasn't that bad.” she chuckles.
I'm not saying it because I feel bad, but he loved her, he does love her, it's always been her, and there's never going to be another for him, I should know, I tried to be it for him but never could become it, it's always Camilla.
“Can he have another chance?” I murmur, toying with my fingers. “I am not saying this so you break up with Dee, I mean Devontae, he loves you too but I'm saying it because you two deserve to live your love story. Devontae might love you very much, and it's evident but Adrian loves you more, I'm sorry I deflected his vision.”
“Well, first it was you, who is to say it won't happen again this time it'll probably be worse, and trust me you did the impossible. Anyhow, what's wrong with your son?”
“He has trouble breathing sometimes, and at times he complains of stomach problems, body pains, they keep getting worse and Devontae thinks I'm just exaggerating but the doctors said if they can do a bone marrow transplant, one of his problems would be solved and probably all.” I sigh.
“I am sorry about your son's condition but King doesn't want to lose Karla, she was hit by a car not long ago and she couldn't walk. She cried everyday for her legs to work everyday, it broke my heart to see like that but luckily, her prayers were answered. We don't know what went wrong but Karla can't be subjected to any surgery for the next three to five years if she could, I'd convince King.”
“I didn't know that,” I whisper, disheartened at the image of my little girl bedridden.
“If You can give me your doctor's number, I can connect him to trauma specialists. Maybe they can help with the case.” Camilla offers.
“Thanks, you don't have to.” I tell her.
Camilla nods, “But I want to.” she grips the door. “My five minutes is up,” she grins, heading out the door. I too headed out, following behind her quietly.
Camilla follows Kingston who rests at the edge of the staircase, immediately pulling her in for a hug once she's in sight. Camilla giggles, relaxing in his arms.
“So that's why you've been disappearing since we got back, got to say, the moon goddess gave you a live one, pretty too.” she snorts.
“I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth about Angelique and I because I know that she put you through hell and I didn't want that to affect your relationship with Karla.”
Camilla smacks him on the shoulder. “I love Karla just as I love Areiya, she's my daughter too. I don't care who she came out of, I should actually thank Angel for leaving her because if she never did, I wouldn't have become a mother.”
“I am sorry,” he whispers, his hands wrapping around her waist again.
“I am Karla and Arieya's mother, they are both my babies and nothing will ever change that, not you, not Angel, nobody. And I kinda like her now that I know she gave birth to Karla for me.” Camilla laughs, getting a smile out of Devontae. “Anything else you have to tell me?” she asks.
In response, he smirks. “Yes, I want to tell you you are a good girl and that I want to bend you over my knee because you're breaking a lot these days.”
“Ugh, I blame Adrian.” Camilla sighs, “Ever since I started sleeping with him again, I feel like nothing is right in my life. I'm becoming his doormat once again, and I can't even tell Belle because she sacrificed her relationship with him for me, for my happiness, but look at me, running back into his lap like I don't get spanked enough in yours.”
“He is a little soft on you.” Devontae grunts.
“Really? I thought you remember nothing from our eventful threesome.”
“Beautiful, no one can forget how fucking good you look riding my cock while gagging on his.”
What?
Threesome? She let them both have her, and they agreed?!!
Those two are polar opposites, they clash, they hate each other, but for her, they came together? Literally.
“I think I might need a redo, a bit more sober. Think you can tolerate him for an hour or two?”
“For you Beautiful, all fucking night. But, I'm not crossing swords with Adrian.” he teases, leaning down to kiss her.
That's when I walk away, I don't understand the relationship between them but I understand he'll do anything to see her happy, and she him. It's sweet, it's tender, this is the man I loved, but now, both men I've ever truly loved in my life get to love her, while I watch from the sidelines.
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