Chapter 283: Who Is This Woman?
Chapter 283: Who Is This Woman?
Camilla
These three men had more money than they knew what to do with and that made this mission, these necklaces personal. He was trusting me to achieve this but if he thought I was unaware of his ulterior motives, then he was wrong. He wanted to spark life back into me with this favour and for a moment, I got slammed with a fantasy I am sure could be seen in the pinkening of my cheeks.
I imagined that if things were different between us, I would walk out of wherever the target was with the real necklace in hand, my heart racing with excitement as I led myself out of the meeting place Gregorio had given me. I imagined him pressing me against the wall the second he saw me just to fúck me right then and there, the both of us in an adrenaline rushed sex craze until we effectively lost ourselves in each other. That is what I could picture for us in another world, during a time when I wasn't some trauma ridden freak who had enough father issues to make me both needy and a bitch all at once.
But still, that didn't stop my clit from pulsing about the idea of my fantasy becoming a reality anyways. Gregorio stepping into me really didn't help that either, his teeth just barely grazing at the lobe of my ear before I could feel his smile against me.
"Dirty girl," he hummed possessively, soon making me incredibly aware of how little coverage my shirt offered me as my hardened nipples brushed against his chest.
"You know all you have to do is ask and I will take you against every wall in the city." He purred.
"If you are really good, I will even let you wear the real version of these tonight while I do it." He added.
It was then I felt the cool graze of fake diamond trail up along my arm, the sensation causing goosebumps to pebble along my skin. My body's reaction certainly wasn't because of the heat in the words just murmured to me. Once again, I find myself pulled into these men's lure like the outcome of it was just a destruction waiting to happen but fúck would it be a blissful way to go. Wait…did he just say tonight?
"You are kidding, right?" I snapped off my daze but made no move to push away from him, my body tucked against his like it was made for him.
"Oh, I am quite serious, sweetheart. I would love nothing more than to fúck you in the diamond that would sparkle beautiful against your sex flushed skin."
Now I gave him a bit of a halfhearted shove.
"Gregorio, you can't just drop these kinds of demands on somebody within hours of the actual task. What if I am rusty…." I began but my words slowly simmered off as I felt his step back from me just a little, his hand already dropping to his pocket to ever so conveniently retrieve a second replica of the necklace.
"Nancy is already on her way to help you practice and get ready for the night." He said as his smirk caused my stomach to do a little flip. What! Did he just give me butterflies?
"We are leaving at eight, so be our good girl and do what you need to do to prepare."
All I get is a wink before Domenico and Adriano both stand to head towards the door. Just as Gregorio handse the necklaces and goes to walk out too, a short brunette comes plowing through all of them like they weren't the leaders and future leaders of the Mafia.
"I heard you needed a makeover!" Nancy grinned and that was when I realized she was the most prepared of us all.
"Is that a wig?" Domenico raised an eyebrow at the sight of the shoulder length dark brown mass of hair in her hand but all he was given was a dismissive wave in response.
"Out, I am still mad at you." Nancy said and she didn't even look back as she strode into my room, setting everything up on my bed to transform me into someone new.
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My heart was racing as Gregorio led me up to the staff entrance doors, his hand resting comfortably on my waist like he had no doubt in his mind that I could pull this off. Sure, the flowy brown hair and formal but also carefully designed suit made me look the part but I still didn't understand why he chose me when I am sure he had endless picks from actual professionals to do the job.
"I can practically hear your thoughts, sweetheart." He said as he started to circle my lower back with his hand as we got to the doors, trying to soothe my worries in a way that was almost comforting.
"It is just that…what if her hair isn't down? Or what if one of the hundreds of people also in attendance sees me make the swap when…."
"Camilla, take a deep breath and tell me you have got this." He cut me off before I could fall deeper into a spiral I knew I couldn't afford to get trapped in right now.
I staggered slightly in step but he didn't falter for a second, his hands dropping to my waist and keeping me together without chiding me for my faults. For a moment, we just stayed there and my eyes looked up to him with a racing heart fueled by more than just the nervousness of what I was about to do. I could tell just in his glance that he was trying to get a read on me and why the hell I was acting like a stumbling fool when this should be a piece of cake. But when the realization hit me, it almost made me laugh at the cruelty of it. I was scared to disappoint him.
After all this time, I didn't owe anybody a single thing and yet I was terrified of failing him. There was a part of me that knew this necklace was personal to him and I didn't want to let him down.
"Sorry," I mumbled quietly as I swallowed, my eyes flicking to the ground once in shyness before I resumed my glance up at him.
"You have nothing to worry about, I will get what you need."
I could tell there was something he wanted to say in response almost instantly but for the first time, I saw hesitance in his stance. Tentatively reaching his hand up, he waited to make sure I wouldn't try to move away as he cupped the side of my face in his palm, my body instinctively leaning into the gentle touch. My mind forgot about all of the reasons I needed to keep distance from these men if I wanted to protect my heart and simply leaned into him. The frantic pounding in my chest settled within seconds.
"Unfortunately, there are only three things in this world I need and there is still one of them that hasn't agreed to be mine yet. This necklace is just some insecurity I am being petty about."
My eyebrows furrowed as he seemed to bare a part of himself to me I hadn't expected to expose, my own hand twitching a little at my side with the urge to hold his face in the way he was holding mine. This ran so deeper than fortune and riches, it made me remember how little I knew about their childhood and the fact a man of his success and appearance could still contain dislikes about himself that were cut to the bone.
"Gregorio?" I cooed softly as I placed a reassuring hand on his arm, the muscles flexing beneath my touch.
"Who is this woman?"
I just wanted to try to help him but the coldness that crashed down was felt all the way up my spine. Just like that, he closed me off and it made me realize that this has been all I have given him, Domenico and Adriano since I was brought back. They wielded a kind of patience I didn't deserve but the least I could do was offer the same in return.
"Meet me around the corner when you are done." He said and the look of conflict on his face told me not to disobey.
It was why without another word, I listened. I stepped through the staff entrance doors, ready to become a thief in disguise.
The only way this party would be described is as unbearably luxurious. Everything was plated in gold and spilling with diamonds, so much to the point that it was almost ridiculous but then again, I am sure that was the intention of whoever was hosting the event.
Feeling the weight of the fake necklace in the pocket of my flowy suit pants, I kept my eyes open for the real version. The fact that Gregorio never showed me a picture of the woman wearing it really wasn't helpful though. Sure, it may be an undeniably flashy piece of jewelry but there were also hundreds of people here, making the scanning a little harder task despite the camera in my hand allowing me to look around without catching the attention of others.
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