M.I N.E endless Love
Chapter 11: Self inflicted torture

It was dawn when Camilla woke up and saw her mother. Now everywhere was bright and the doctor said she would be observed for some days more before being discharged.

She realised she couldn't raise one of her legs properly, it was bandaged and her sides were covered in plaster and bruises. She tried standing up but couldn't.

She then saw Rodrigo walk in. She least expected him to come and she turned her face away. Sara welcomed him and said the time she called him, Camilla just woke up.

So her mom really called Rodrigo what for? The fellow who was cruel to her and made her lose her first time. She is not interested in being interactive with anyone, no one loves her after all.

"How are you now Camilla?" Rodrigo asked but the latter didn't look in his direction nor answer him. She pouted her lips.

"She is not too familiar with you I guess" Sara defended her daughter's ungrateful act. She hasn't told her the part Rodrigo played in seeing her back to her feet.

"Huh.. hu" he grunted and Sara felt there were a lot imbibed in that grunt. Anyways, it's ok, her daughter was back on her feet.

When Rodrigo saw that Camilla was still holding a grudge against him, he told Sara he would return in the evening. He left and Camilla hissed between gritted teeth.

"Camilla, you should thank Mr Campbell for coming to our aid" Sara said, telling Camilla how the accident would have rendered her bedridden for the rest of her life.

How he took her abroad to have the best treatment. Her legs would have been condemned if he didn't come on time. She doesn't know how he knew about it but he took over everything that concerned her and saw that she had the best treatment.

As she spoke, she was being treated in the best hospital in City A. She shouldn't ignore him when he comes back later. After much persuasion, Camilla agreed.

That evening when Rodrigo returned, she welcomed him and smiled. Rodrigo helped her to sit and supported her back with a pillow.

He fed her that evening and told Sara to go home. He stayed with Camilla the entire night and when she was finally discharged, he saw that she got back to full health again.

Initially, when she left the hospital, she was using crutches and he was with her, nurturing her and helping her take her first steps again. He helped her get healed emotionally and it was only getting better in their love life..

Camilla tossed on the bed, as lone tears threatened to flow down her cheeks. That was over six months now. She had become Rodrigo's woman. She eventually dozed off before Rodrigo returned from his study.

She was awakened later by his kisses. She tried pushing him away but she ended up waking up out of dosing. He pulled her to himself and started kissing her lips.

There were things Camilla doesn't waste her time doing. Such as times like this when he holds her in his arms. She tried letting him understand that she was sleeping and Rodrigo said he wasn't stopping her from sleeping either.

He wants her to attend to his needs, and she can choose to sleep while attending to him, he wasn't going to be angry. He said that and laughed.

Camilla hissed between gritted teeth. How was she going to still be sleeping when he would be devouring her. He kissed her, while his hand roamed around her body.

Camilla shivered, his touch is magical on her body, possessing the ability to igniting her sexual desires. He knew it and deliberately was arousing her interest.

She kissed him back, it was mutual. Their Bodies plastered against each other. They were engrossed with each other until Camilla felt Rodrigo's tensed up body. She could feel his hardness against her as he seemed to be losing his restraint. As Rodrigo gently drove himself into her, Camilla gave out a soft moan. It was great as Rodrigo drove her like a horse making her moan out his name in pleasure and he in return made her feel comfortable.

While the lovers were engaged in a hot sex, satisfying their desire, Emma was in her room. She couldn't sleep. Different thoughts crossed her mind. She was imagining what Rodrigo might be doing with Camilla.

Was he giving her a hot fuck or just lying beside her like a castrated man? She closed her eyes on what it was like to have Rodrigo pressed her under him. That trash was having her man.

She was going to be his fiance and another woman was taking charge of his body. She must deal with that pain in the ass called Camilla.

For daring to fuck her man, the battle line has been frown, if she doesn't deal with her, then she is not christened Emma. She tossed on her head and would sometimes stand up, perhaps she would hear the moaning coming from Rodrigo's bedroom but wouldn't.

She suspected that his room might be sound proof. And despite that, shecwas straining her ears to hear what doesn't concern her.

As Rodrigo laid beside Camilla, her head on his torso, he caressed her hair. They were both nude unse the quilt.

He wondered why Camilla never told him she was pregnant. He can't remember using a protection besides that first time he met her and saved her.

Thinking about that time, he remembered how much effort he put into it before being able to explain to Camilla that he had her brought to his Mansion and asked his personal doctor to attend to her.

He diagnosed her of being drugged with a rare type of aphrodisiac and an overdose of it. There were only two ways she can be cured, she gets thoroughly fucked or she become sterile for the rest of her life.

He couldn't let her experience such fate after being kind towards him and saved him. He would have been the one in that pathetic state if she hadn't warned him.

Right there, he knew she was going to be his woman. He had to save her and he slept with her. It was after she became his girlfriend that he explained to her and also pleaded with her to forgive him. She had said she hates him, he never was going to be comfortable with her whenever he remembers that she said that.

She laughed and said it was in the past. She doesn't hate him anymore but was in love with him already. Rodrigo smiled when he remembered the past.

"Camilla" he called her name gently, stroking her hair and letting her boobs pressed against he's.

She didn't answer but only looked up at him. She felt really exhausted, Rodrigo had drained her strength while thrusting her so long.

"Can I ask a question?" Rodrigo asked, meeting her gaze with an expressionless face. Camilla nodded and what he said next, made her speechless.

"Do you use contraceptives each time we had sex?" Rodrigo asked, staring at her. He has this habit of staring into someone's eyes when asking a question. And with those penetrating eyes, one wouldn't be able to say anything different from the truth or end up stammering.

Camilla pushed him off but Rodrigo pulled her back." I only ask a question, I didn't say you were doing it" Rodrigo whispered softly into her ears.

"Why would I do that? Maybe because I am not ready for pregnancy yet. When I am, maybe I will be pregnant" Camilla replied, not showing any displeasure at his question.

"But I want you to be pregnant!" Rodrigo disclosed. He was going to go for a check up. Is he alright? Why couldn't Camilla be pregnant all these months?

" I am ready" Camilla declared, "I am ready for it" Rodrigo insisted. "I am not ready", "I am ready", " I said I am not ready Rodrigo!" Camilla wouldn't succumb. "I meant it when I said I want a child!" Rodrigo insisted.

There was silence. None said anything else to each other. Camilla doesn't understand why Rodrigo would want her pregnant despite the pressure being mounted on him by his family. She is not yet certain they would let him be with her, a girl without an identity, whose origin cannot be traced.

Rodrigo was also thinking why Camilla was not interested in being pregnant. He was going to be married to her, that is not negotiable.

Next morning, Rodrigo had gone to the company when Camilla woke up. It's his habit. He doesn't wake her up whenever she spends the night at his place, he would let her sleep till she wakes up herself.

He wasn't going to ask after her when he got to the company even if he didn't see her for an entire day. He had persuaded her to work with him. After she recovered and stopped using her crutches.

The day she resumed, she immediately became his personal secretary. A position many secretaries in the company were lobbying for. Thatcariysed murmuring among the old staff.

But soon they discovered she was the boss' woman. Everyone recoiled back to their shell and never said anything absurd before her anymore.

Camilla took her bath, got dressed. She had different dresses in Rodrigo's apartment. She doesn't need to worry about what she would out on whenever she stays over.

She came downstairs for breakfast and met Emma sitting there, with a ghostly stare at her. Camilla can tell that her eyes were shooting daggers at her but she ignored her and sat down.

The servants knew Camilla and came forward to dish her meal when Emma ordered the middle aged cook of the Mansion to stop.

Who the hell does she think she is to serve her fiance mistress a breakfast? She is Rodrigo's finance and she was going to be the madam of the house.

If she doesn't want to lose her job, she would listen to her and ivery every instruction of hers exactly like Rodrigo's. She glared at the woman.

Ms Kavari was lost. She had known Camilla as the master's woman and their future madam. Where did this lose tongue girl come from?

She looked at Camilla but the latter smiled at her and said " Thank you Ms Kavari, I will help myself. You may go" she said politely and the woman bowed slightly and gave Emma a disgusting stare before leaving. Emma became more furious. How dare Camilla talk as if she's the madam of the house. She was going to get engaged with him and she misbehaved in a way that would make the servants disrespect her. "Don't push your luck too far Camilla! You need to know your place in this house. Next time you misbehave before me, I will teach you a hard lesson.." Emma was threatening.

"Ok. When the time comes, I will await your lesson" Camilla said flippantly and sat down after dishing her meal and was going to pick her cutleries when Emma took the meal and splash it on her dress. Camilla stood up and glared at Emma. She has her own fiery temper. What the heck? Emma smiled and looked at the stained oily dress now and couldn't hide her excitement.

Before she raised her head to look at Camilla's facial expression, she heard a deafening slap on her chink. Her eyes immediately went dim and she saw sparkles of stars.