His Lethal Love
Chapter 94

Scott

POV.

It was the happiest moment of my life when Camille showed up at the doorway, surprising us. She said she would be back the day after tomorrow but she was back within twenty-four hours. I had never felt this kind of joy in my entire lifetime. She hugged Colette before approaching me and embracing me. She didn't speak though I knew she missed me too. Her actions were enough to give me hints about how much she had missed me in the last twenty-four hours. With her gesture, my hopes went higher.

"How was your trip, Mom?" Colette asked while eating her favourite chocolate cookies her mother brought her.

"It was good," Camille said and leaned forward to kiss Colette again. "I missed you so much, dear."

"We missed you too," Colette replied with a pout. "Did you know that I and Colbey attended a birthday party last night and I made so many friends there?"

"Did you?" Camille's eyes narrowed at me. "How did you not tell me that?" Her question sounded more like an accusation. I cocked my eyebrow at her tone. "It was just a party," I said. "She enjoyed it there."

"But you should have told me that." Camille downed a glass of cold water like she had been thirsty for hours. "She's my daughter and I have the right to know every detail about her."

"I knew that you wouldn't let me take her so I didn't give you details." I shrugged and stood up to leave. "I'm leaving for work."

"Can't you take a day off today?" Camille asked, her tone softer than before. While I should not have given up on my work based on her sweet words, I gave her a nod and immediately called Rika and asked her to reschedule all my meetings. She instantly took a hint and left a few cheesy comments on the phone. I rolled my eyes and hung up. I turned my attention back to Camille and Colette who was waiting for my response. They were watching me as if I was about to release a bomb on them. "I'm taking a day off."

"Yay!" Colette jumped up in excitement while Camille gave me a broad smile. I didn't know why she asked me for a day off. Did she plan something surprising for me? Or she fell in love with me. The possibilities made me even more excited. I felt like my chest was puffing with happiness. It's hard to believe how much my life is changing as the days pass. Though I had a few months, I cherished every moment of it. I enjoy being around them. I enjoy being part of their lives. I love being responsible for their happiness. I love being who I was at that time. That point was the highest point in my life. I had never experienced this kind of happiness in my life before. I could only imagine what it would be like if they became a permanent part of my life.

Shit! It is too much to handle when your life has been pathetic all your life.

"So today we're going to give our daughter the entire Boston tour." My eyes widened at her words and I shook my head as if I had misheard her. However, it was confirmed when she reached out to me and squeezed my hand. "This is your last moment with your daughter, Scott. After that, she'll be shifting back to Conan."

"Camille..." I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out because I knew she would not agree with me. I couldn't demand my daughter unless I took that matter to court and demanded joint custody which I had no intention of doing because Camille would hate me more after that. "Fine." I sighed and walked off.

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I was driving down Boston Street while Camille was sitting in the passenger seat and gazing out of the window. The back seat of the car was occupied by Colette, who was listening to music with headphones. I would have sounded harsh if I said Colette was much more important to me than Camille at that time because she gave me peace and unconditional love. I would probably be lonely if she left my life. Sometimes I think of fighting for Colette. I would be really blessed if I got her two days out of seven days in a week. If I went to court and demanded co-parenting I would get a chance to meet my daughter but in the end, my health would not allow me.

We started our tour with Faneuil Hall which was built in 1740. Colette started questioning me numerous questions and seemed to take an interest in historical facts. I told her almost everything and Camille appeared to be impressed by my knowledge. When I wasn't shooting or in meetings, she knew I liked books. I would end up reading. I hate fiction except for thrillers so I mostly opted for non-fiction.

After that, we headed to the museum. People were watching us. I hoped they would not recognize us because I wore a hoodie jacket with sunglasses and Camille wore a red wig and a long dress. We looked more like travelers than locals. I and Camille exchanged a look when a woman followed us.

"Why the hell is she following us?" Camille muttered under her breath, squeezing Colette's hand as if she was planning to break into a run if she needed to. I told her to calm down and turned to the woman.

"Sir, is this yours?" The woman held out my wallet.

Shit!

I quickly snatched my wallet from her hand, causing her eyebrows to rise. "Thanks, it's mine." I smiled nervously, glancing at Camille who was also nervous.

"You're welcome." The woman nodded and walked off.

Camille and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can't we even tour peacefully?" She complained and we left the museum.

After exploring almost every corner of the city, we rested in a luxury restaurant. I sighed in relief when I took off my hoodie and removed my glasses. I saw Camille feeling relieved when she removed her wig. Her hair stuck to her forehead due to sweat. I offered her tissues to wipe her face clean. My hands itched to help her, but I was afraid of rejection, so I let her do that by herself. I looked at Colette who was comfortably seated watching reels on the phone. At least she didn't have to worry about her popularity.

The waitress approached our table with a polite smile. I gave her my order and she returned within fifteen minutes. I ordered berry pancakes, streak, chocolate cake, and truffle fries. I poured wine into two glasses. Colette grabbed her orange juice and drank it at once. Camille stared at me occasionally as we ate our dinner quietly as if she wanted to talk about something important.

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It was midnight when Camille walked into my room in a blue nightgown. I paused, taking in her from head to toe. She had light makeup on her face and her hair styled into curls.

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"Haven't you slept yet?" She asked quietly and locked the door.

"I have a few things to take care of." I sighed.

"Okay, are you busy?" she asked with a hint of sadness.

Damn! If she only knew I would never be busy for her and Colette.

"No. Give me a few minutes and I'll sort everything out." Suddenly my fingers sped up on the keyboard while my eyes were on Camille the entire time. She looked different that day. Happy and loving, or something different that was pleasing. I didn't know what was going through her mind, but I could sense danger. What made her suddenly change? "You look beautiful."

"Thank you," she smiled, sliding next to me and peeking at the laptop screen. "Emails, huh?"

"I'm replying to emails that have been waiting for my response for a month."

She pressed her back against the headboard, crossing her arms over her chest and staring at the ceiling. "I wonder how rich you are."

Frowning, I looked at her. "To be honest, I don't even know how rich I am." I laughed, shaking my head. "I have several charities and organizationss. I donate about 1/3 of my income to needy people around the world. I don't really count how much I earn at the end of the year."

"How thoughtful you are." Camille smiled and left a kiss on my cheeks which blew my mind. She was really coming there for sweet sex. I could see her lingerie through her nightgown.

I shut the laptop down and placed it on the nightstand. I pulled her by her hair and kissed her mouth. Her tongue entered my mouth, making it difficult for me to breathe. As she straddled my lap, she cupped the back of my head. "Make love to me." There was a beg in her voice. I stopped kissing her, retracted my lips, and stared into her eyes. She was serious.

Our eyes locked as we stared at each other for a while before I laid my hand on her face, caressing her skin tenderly. She closed her eyes and a pleasant smile appeared on her lips. She breathed into me, pulling me even closer to her. I liked her scent, her skin, and her smile. "Camille," I whispered her name and grabbed her face before sealing her mouth with mine. I kissed her deeply, making her moan. She cradled my arms and shoulders while breathing into my face. We were fully clothed when we made out on the bed. My mouth was buried in the crook of her neck as I circled my tongue on her delicate skin.

She flushed. Her skin was reddened. The more I touched her, the more she begged.

I raised my eyes to see her expression. She was biting her lips and her eyes closed. She was enjoying it. She was really enjoying it. Damn! "Do you like love bites?" I rasped and she nodded quickly.

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I sank my teeth into her shoulder, making her cry in pain and pleasure. It was just a gentle bite. "I need you to bite me," I asked her.

A sinister smile played on her lips as she got off me and pulled herself down. She slowly unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off my shoulders. I watched her every sexy moment. She dragged her tongue down my abdomen and dipped her teeth. I groaned, clenching my jaw because she bit me real hard. When she looked up to see me I saw blood on her lips.

Shit!

I had never been this hard before. Seeing my blood on her lips made me extremely hot. I buried my hand in her hair before I yanked her face into mine. I kissed her vigorously and roughly. She hoped on me, her ass on my erection. Perfect!

I squeezed the back of her neck when she rubbed me harder. I needed to rip off her damn lingerie. She made me pathetic for sex.

"Take off your gown!" I ordered her in my raspy voice.

In a matter of seconds, she sat naked in front of me except for her thong. I tore it away and dived my fingers inside her. She hissed out. "Oh!" Her mouth parted, I smiled and kissed her mouth. When I sped up and finger-fucked her, her nails clawed my chest. My nose nuzzled her neck when she breathed hard and squeezed my shoulder.

She wants to come but I haven't started it yet.

I raised my hips to take off my pants along with my boxers. I flipped her around on her back under me while forcing myself inside her. I almost grunted when her channel clamped me like a cloth peg.

Christ!

I slowly moved inside her while worshipping her breasts. Her hand pressed on my butt while she guided me in the direction she wanted me to go. "Cam..." I blew breath into her neck and looked into her eyes. "I want to do this every second of my life. You're just..." The headboard slapped against the wall as I thrust into her harder. "Amazing." After a few more thrusts, I came inside her, leaving my body free on her. As I lay on top of her, I could feel her racing heart, her uneven breath, and her trembling body. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly like she was feeling the same way I was feeling for her.

"Do you just realise, Cam, I just made love to you?"