Chapter 125: She Is Back
Chapter 125: She Is Back
Gregorio
Camilla Ranger, I mean Camilla Brown is Lucas's daughter? That single word had been echoing through my head over and over again during the last week we have spent with her.
Finding Camilla in our kitchen was one of the biggest relief of my life but despite that, I don't know how nobody else is expressing how worrisome this entire situation is. Seeing her back in our home brought a sense of happiness to me I didn't know was possible but that doesn't change the fact that her father is the person I had dedicated the last multiple years of my life to killing.
What is worse is that I don't plan to shoot down that dedication either, none of us do. Where that leaves us now, however I don't know. I have no clue. All I know at this point is that Adriano's plans with Raphael fucked us all over even if it was his only option at that time.
At the end of the day, that doesn't change the fact that Camilla is going to hate us when she finds out the very person we have spoken so lowly about is the man who also raised her. Throughout our entire life, I have always been the logical one. It is my job after all.
And between the smiles and words Camilla and I have exchanged these last few days, I couldn't help it as a daunting thought crossed my mind. Is it possible this is all a trap? As horrible as it is, it wouldn't be the first time someone has tried to get close with us for information.
I wondered if Camilla was sent by her father to gain Intel because I know she is more than smart enough to do something like that.
That was where my mind branched to when I first found out her relation to Lucas but then, I thought of every single moment we have shared together as well. I can still see the fear in her eyes when Adriano shot that man at the back of the hotel months ago and the lust she experienced when I teased her under the table at Susan's.
When she watches Domenico and I take that girl together at the wedding and the first time she submitted completely to us, just as we have been slowly giving ourselves to her in return. I would like to think the emotion she feels for us now is and had only ever been real because the alternative would be a loss I could never recover from. I knew that much for certain.
Then again, this role I am supposed to play means I have also always been the one to find solutions to impossible problems. That ability was the one I was trained to be but I can't find a way to get us out of Adriano's decoy plan while protecting our relationship simultaneously. The weight of this situation has been keeping me up for night but no matter every possible angle I look from, no outcome is desirable.
The reality is that we are forever going to be in the mafia and we are destined to become Dons when our father is gone or forced to step down from his position in another manner. Whatever the case, I don't know what we were thinking when forming this relationship with Camilla.
How did we think we could make this work without falling for this beautiful person in the process? I am just expected to geek fine about this all but I can't. We are going to lose her at some point, that is the only way we can keep her safe and it is tearing me apart.
"Gregorio?" Domenico's voice came from my office door, causing me to turn and look at him.
I watched as his eyes flick over my appearance, no doubt knowing what is going through my head.
"She is back." He said, even though he is well aware I know that.
"But for how long?"
I am happy that Camilla is currently here, I really am but I don't understand how everyone is just walking around like everything is perfectly okay. Like Raphael hadn't sent out an order to have her executed for her crimes against him.
"We are not letting her go, brother." He said, making me more frustrated and honestly scared.
We screwed up and I don't know how to undo it. Shooting him a pointed look, that was as far as my acknowledgment extended as I walked past him and out of my office. My head was so damn loud as my feet carried me down the hallway and to the kitchen.
I would have continued until I was out of the house but the sound of Camilla laughing from the balcony caused me to freeze. Just one sound and I felt my body calming a little bit.
"I am honestly fine," she said into her phone, not seeing me as I moved towards her, leaning against the door frame outside.
A muffled voice comes from the other line but I can't tell what they were saying or who it was.
"No, I am working tonight." She said, taking a small pause as if trying to find her words.
"If you are still awake when I am done…."
I shouldn't be listening to her conversation even if the soft sound of her voice helped to tame the restlessness inside me. Walking away, I didn't notice that I had stopped breathing for a moment before I felt my chest tighten and my lungs demand for air. No matter what, though I couldn't bring myself to breathe in.
I was so angry and worked up that only when I felt a pair of small hands brush against my back did I inhale. My fist shook slightly as they balled up, my mind not understanding why I couldn't seem to focus right now.
"Gregorio?" Camilla's voice was laced with concern as she rounded my body, her hands coming up to hold the side of my face.
Her eyes studied mine and I placed my fingers to hers, relishing in the feeling of her simple being by my side.
"Do you want to go out somewhere with me?" I suddenly asked, having no plan whatsoever but just wanting to get out of this house.
She has always been someone who grounds me whether she realized it or not. I just need to go somewhere quiet and preferably get some alone time just the two of us. As much as I love hanging out as a group, while unintentional, Camilla and I haven't ever really gotten to be together much on our own yet. And right now, I really just needed her.
"Where to?" She smiles with a tilt of her head, her little touches to my body no doubt trying to give me self comfort.
"Do you like picnics?" I asked as the memory of a secluded park nearby came to mind.
Her confirming grin was all I needed to know.
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"You are really not going to let me look?" She laughs, blindly walking in step with my body.
"We are almost there." I whispered into her ear, kissing the side of her cheek that isn't being covered by my hands over her eyes.
"I can tell we are in grass, are we on a field?" She guessed, causing me to snicker.
"Nothing gets past you, sweetheart." I smiled, finally letting her go and allowing her to see the grassy hills and swarm of trees around us.
I may have discovered this place a while ago when gathering information for an assassination attempt but it is working out to my advantage now anyways.
"Where are we?" She looked around in awe, clearly loving the scenery surrounding us.
"It is beautiful."
"It is just a few minutes away from your place actually." I said, tossing down the thin blanket I brought for us to sit on.
The box of chocolate covered strawberries we decided to bring were entirely melted under the heat of the sun so I set those down too in dismissal.
"Does this work for you here?" I asked, spreading out the fabric until it is wide enough for the two of us to lay down if we please.
Her turning and sitting down next to me was enough words. I had us positioned under a large tree to provide some refuge from the sun and I was thankful for it when I no longer had to squint, looking at the beautiful woman by my side. I watched as she too viably relaxed, moving over until the one side of our legs were flushed together, her head moving to rest on my shoulder.
I breathed in under her touch, wrapping my arm around her and ensuring we could stay just like this. Just from a few seconds of having her in my hold, I knew this was everything I needed. It was clear she could sense I wasn't in the best mood today but I didn't feel the need to pretend with her either. She has never rushed or pressure me into talking and it was a courtesy I gave her in return.
There were so many things I wanted to say, to ask and to share but none were pleasant and I didn't want to ruin her day from my own problems.
But she could tell things were off whether I had to say it or not, she felt it.
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