Chapter 249 You Will Never Be Our Slave
Chapter 249: You Will Never Be Our Slave
Camilla
"Now this is the part where you agree to back off and let me work where I want." I sighed, keeping my eyes closed as I waited for them to tell me no.
I didn't know how the hell they did it but somehow they have imposed a citywide ban on people allowing me access to anything I might want. The three of them were just lucky they didn't cut me off from the bookstores too or I might have killed them.
"You already have a job and it is waiting for you at Club Gravity. We have a gym here, you want a nail salon, we will hire someone to come to your house once we can guarantee they are not trying to hurt you." Gregorio respond as though that is not fucking controlling, making me want to shove him away but not having any room to do it.
I don't know why they have convinced themselves that everyone is out to get me but it is stupid and irrational and quite frankly a pain in my ass.
"Hurt me?" I repeat, absolutely exhausted with all of their protection if this is what comes with it.
There was once a time where they made me feel safe but that time has long passed apparently. Now I just want to leave the city where I know I will be free to make my own choices even if pain is the eventual outcome of them.
"Don't do that." Domenico said suddenly as my eyes narrowed, turning my head over to him as I found his attention entirely and unwaveringly on me.
"Do what?" I scoffed, channeling my frustration in his direction instead.
His hand clenched at his side as though he was forcing himself to keep from reaching out to me, as though it was killing him not to. His face told me he was in control but the untamed look in his eyes told me otherwise. I stiffed as a bit of that control slipped, his hand coming out to mine and gently brushing against my fingers where my nails were digging into my palms.
I was almost shaking as one by one, he urged my hands to relax, not stopping until both of them were resting face up on my thighs, his thumb massaging away the hurt I didn't realize I was causing. It was a nasty habit of mine but when his gaze returned to my face, he took the breath straight from my lungs as he spoke.
"Don't act like your life doesn't matter."
He was so caring, so gentle with me at that moment that I didn't like what his words insinuated. The anger I could deal with, the frustration, the confusion, the teasing, I was fine with all of it but the second that last words left his mouth, he had managed to hit a nerve he shouldn't have gotten so close to in the first place. Just like that, every wall inside of me came up like a brick hard barrier and this time I knew it would not come back down.
Coming here was a mistake and I knew that now, we weren't good for each other anymore and being here hurt too much to stay.
"Camilla?" Adriano said my name softly as my chest tightened up, feeling like I could no longer breathe as I forced my barely touched glass back into Gregorio's hand.
"I need to go." I shake, making the move to get up to remember Domenico was still holding my hand. I never pulled away but I needed to now.
"No," he held as he encouraged me to look at him, to really look at him but I couldn't. I don't want their comfort and I was about to break if I didn't get out of here now.
"Stop running." Domenico continued, squeezing my fingers with his as a silent plea for me to stay.
"I know you have had no other options for so long, Camilla but you don't have to anymore. You can be safe here….."
"What? Safe in a world where you get to determine where I can work? Where can you control my hobbies and what I want to do in my free time?" I hissed, shoving his hand out of mine as his touch grew like a burning hot iron.
"I am a submissive, Domenico and not a fucking slave!" I yelled, knowing my words stung as they met their target and not caring about it either.
They had no right to this anymore. I don't even know why I bothered eating with them when I knew this was where things were going to end anyways. Not even capable of words, I stood up abruptly from the couch, Adriano still on the ground before me alone with the shoes I had allowed the other two to take off. I bent over to pick them up in time with my momentum, moving just too slow as Adriano swiped them away from me to rest behind his back.
"Again…." I began just before he pounced, pulling me down with him until my back was against the bottom of the couch, his smell invading me.
My mouth parted in a gap as he fists his hand in my hair, not controlling but more as a means to ground me. Whatever essence of anxiety attack I was about to experience dissolve as he got close enough that we weren't even an inch apart. My head tipped back until it was resting gently against the seat of the couch.
"Let me make two things clear, princess." He whispered, his body pressing against mine in the same way a weighted blanket does.
His voice was a low rumble, his touch a spark to a flame. The need for more took me not surprised as my hands tangled in the shag of their carpet, gripping so tight I feared I was going to rip strands of it out as his eyes captured mine and didn't let go.
"One," he started, the word traveling into my bones as though it were a part of me.
"You will never be a slave unless that is what you want. Not to us and most certainly not to anyone else even if you are too stubborn to believe it. There are people out there that have already tried to kill you, people that the twins have brought back to us to teach a lesson to in only the last day."
My eyes widened at that but I didn't dare to speak as I watched something happen that hasn't happened in an extremely long time. His eyes started to go dark, his hand tangled in my hair tightening enough to make my scalp tingle with the pain. The good kind of pain.
"Do you realize what seeing people who want to take you away from this world does to me, Camilla?" He asked, my name a stroke against my spine.
"It makes me want to punish the pretty little thing who is putting herself in danger in the first place."
A sharp inhale parts from my mouth as I feel Domenico's hand come down from above to stroke along the one side of my head, the contrasting side to where Adriano was holding me hard. In combination with Gregorio's little tease earlier at the dinner table, I felt like a live wire, my body squirming on the floor beneath all of them.
"And number two?" I shudder, barely even recognizing the breathy little voice that just came out of my mouth.
Adriano's eyes shot down to my mouth as my every movement froze in time, my stomach knotting as the most tempting smirk tugged across his face. The tension between us was painful as Domenico practically pet me while the other struggled to keep his hands still. Gregorio had a clear presence at my side but simply watched as everything took place.
Goodness, I don't even know why I was letting this happen right now, yet not a single part of me would let me pull away from the trap I found myself ensnared in.
"Two, what we did may have been wrong but I will never regret the things I have done to keep you safe, this right here." He paused for a second, moving his hand from my hip to my chest where my heart was beating frantically against it.
"This is the only thing that matters."
My breath catches as his eyes close for just a second, my own looking up to where I find both Domenico and Gregorio right here with us.
"You may not be ours right now but we will always be yours, Camilla." Adriano said, looking back down to see that he was already watching me again.
"Any job you want with us, all you have to do is ask but if you saw the kind of people the twins have brought in for us to remove, princess, you would take one look at them and not want to go outside anymore."
As his eyes held on mine, in this moment, I realized I believed him. There was nothing controlling in his tone but there was fear, an emotion much more jarring for someone like Adriano Jaxson to carry.
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