His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (highly illogical behavior .TXT) 📕

Present

Camille

“Fast!” Scott commanded. While riding on him, I moaned loudly. We were in the Jacuzzi. Scott was underneath me and I was on top of him. I squeezed his shoulder and sped up. I felt a fierce kiss from Scott as he snatched my mouth from his. “I love you, Cam,” he rasped, brushing my hair from my face. “I love you so damn much and I swear I mean it. It’s not part of my revenge plan. This revenge shit is over and I don’t want to hurt you anymore. I just can’t hurt you.” He breathed hard as I drew him closer to me. His chest rose and fell rapidly as his body tensed. “I’m coming.” 

“Don’t…” I warned while pressing my palm on his chest. “We’ll come together.” I smiled and kissed his jaw, running my tongue along his neck before circling it around his nipple. 

“I can’t hold back anymore, baby,” he hissed, curling his fist in my wet hair. 

“I love you too,” I said as he snapped his eyes at me in complete shock. “Yes, I love you.” 

“Please don’t...” he whispered before releasing himself inside me. His back fell against the jacuzzi as he breathed heavily. “Don’t make it difficult for me, Cam.” 

“I thought you would like to hear that.” I forced a smile, trying to gauge his reaction. 

“No, I don’t want to hear that back. I love you because I’ve loved you since childhood, but you love my broth...” he said in frustration, shaking his head. “Dammit! I don’t want to talk about him.” 

“Ok, then don’t...” I snapped and stepped out of the tub before finding a towel to wrap around me. 

“Come on, Cam... Listen to me...” Scott jumped out next to me, not bothering to cover himself as he cupped my face, staring into my eyes. “I’m sorry. I can’t tell you how happy I am hearing those words, but…” 

“But what, Scott?”

“I don’t know. I am feeling a bit sad hearing that from your mouth. Maybe because I can’t marry you or we can’t be together.” 

“Then just keep my words. I don’t want us to be together either,” I spat, and rushed into the room. 

“You know I can’t break my promise,” Scott shouted from behind. 

“If you’re thinking I said that to you because I want you to break your dying father’s promise, then you are wrong, Mr. Martinez,” I growled, not bothering to look at him. 

“I can’t give you false hopes, Cam,” he tried to contain his frustration. 

I said nothing and slipped into my nightdress before hopping onto the bed. I covered my body with a quilt, ignoring Scott, who stood in the doorway. I could feel his eyes burning on my back. After a few moments, he wore his shorts and lay next to me. I closed my eyes when his warm breath blew on my nape.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, wrapping his arm around my waist. “Cam, please look at me.” 

“I hate you for making me this weak, Scott. No matter how many times I tried to prevent my feelings for you, it never worked.” 

“We don’t know how to deal with this situation.” He sighed and pressed his lips on my shoulder.

We said nothing and kept like this for a while. “Never leave me,” I mumbled. 

“Never,” Scott muttered sleepily and fell asleep on my back. 

I closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep, but my phone beeped with a notification. It might be Conan. I grabbed the phone and glanced at the text message from an unknown number. 

‘Bitch!’ 

‘Whore!’ 

‘How dare you sleep with my fiance?’

‘I’ll kill you, slut!’

I smirked at Maura’s text messages. My phone kept beeping with her texts. My eyes were on my phone screen. I knew I would be sick to my stomach if I read her every message. She was so mean. I gathered courage and grabbed my phone before typing, ‘It seems like you are not capable of satisfying your fiance. So, I take care of that. While you are gone, we are having the most delicious sex. Vanilla sex. Today we had sex in the jacuzzi and trust me it was the most delightful thing I had ever done. Your fiance even went down to me and licked me out.’ I pressed the send button and waited for her reply. 

Minutes passed, but she didn’t reply. Had she fainted reading that? She deserved that. Anyway, I didn’t lie; it was true. I turned to Scott and took his few pictures while his arm wrapped around me and sent them to Maura. I didn’t know the result, but it was going to be fun having her see all these pictures. 

I looked at Scott’s engagement ring on the nightstand. I picked it up and threw it out of the window. Poor Maura, how would she feel when she found out her fiance had lost his engagement ring? I giggled and looked at Scott. 

“Thank you for letting me have some fun,” I mumbled, and planted a small kiss on his nose. He seemed tired as I could hear his low snores. Guess what? The sexiest man in the world was snoring next to me. 

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My sleep disturbed my rustling of clothes. I peeled open my eyes and looked at Scott, who was fastening his trousers and t-shirt. 

Rubbing my eyes, I sat down and asked, “Where are you going?” 

He paused the moment his eyes met mine. His expression was like I had caught him red-handed, stealing my thing. He said nothing for a moment, but then he found his words, “I have a flight in an hour. Maura got into an accident. I have to go.” 

“Don’t leave,” I said, and his brows snapped together in confusion. “You said you would never leave me.” 

Scott froze briefly before breaking into laughter. “Are you crazy, Cam?” 

“You said you would never leave me at night.” My chin trembled as I was struggling to meet his gaze.