His Lethal Love

Present.

Camille POV.

"I can do it!" I gritted my teeth and rushed out. Removing a pair of undergarments and a nightdress from the wardrobe, I put them on, ignoring his scrutiny.

Without speaking, he headed towards the door, but I called out. "Scott!"

Guess what, I didn't know why I called him.

I saw Scott's back rising and falling rapidly as his hands clenched tightly. Without speaking, we knew what we felt at that moment. As he spun around and hauled me into an intense kiss. I was struggling to breathe as he was bruising my mouth.

The next moment, his body covered mine as he slammed me against the wall and kissed me hungrily. I kissed him back with the same hunger and need. As much as he needs me, I need him.

Scott paused suddenly, breathing hard in my mouth and avoiding my gaze. His face and muscles tensed in pain. We stood like that for a moment before I spoke. "Get off me!"

With a furious expression on his face, he snapped his eyes at me. Almost wrathfully, he clenched his jaw harder and tightened his hand into a fist. "I would appreciate it if you kept the same tone with Conan Arthur." He growled, glaring at me. "He is not you," I retorted. "I feel better when he is there, but you make me feel sick."

I gasped when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up to his face, which made me look at his dreadful expression. "Is that why you enjoyed kissing me, Miss Davidson?"

"Get away from me, Scott." I barked when he pressed his chest against mine and then ground himself against me. After feeling his bulge against my pelvis, I shook and tightly squeezed my eyes. He was like a rock.

"Well, you make me hard, sweetheart. But what about this? Can you help me get rid of it?" He smirked when I whimpered when he thrust his hips further. His firm body was so comforting against my thin one. Eight years had passed since my last sexual encounter. Samuel had died but left a deep mark on my heart. When I tried to date a man, his cruel face would flash across my vision and I would feel sick to my stomach, which made me stop taking things further. He never let me move ahead or allow me to die. But Scott...

His eyes were angry and enticing at the same time. The man captivated me. I didn't know what made him different from the rest of the males, but he was different.

"You want me to stop? Tell me," Scott said. His voice softened and his expression changed. "Tell me..."

"It's wrong. You have a girlfriend and you're about to get married to her." I exclaimed, shoving him away from me.

"I don't give a damn!" He breathed out, looking impatient and desperate. "It doesn't matter how close I am to my girlfriend. She might look closer to me, but she doesn't hijack my mind the way you do. You have been in my fucked up mind since the day you entered my life again, Cam. I hate you so much that I don't know why I can't let go of you. I want to get rid of you so bad, Cam, but I know I will never because my heart won't allow it to." He squeezed my arm roughly. "The more I hurt, the more I feel pain within me. You kill my fucking brother in front of my fucking eyes, despite that, I'm thinking of a way to provide you with a better life. I'm a fool, aren't I, Cam? You're my enemy, but still, I feel you're my best friend.."

Tears broke through my eyes as I watched Scott, dumbfounded. He let his guard down and told me everything. His vulnerability was apparent.

"This is my only option. After this marriage, we will be on our way. I don't want to see you in my life anymore. You'll get out of this country or anywhere else but here. I'm tired of revenge-shit, I'm tired of enduring your pain, I'm done with you." He sat on the couch and put his head in his hands.

I reached out to touch his shoulder as I stepped closer to him. "I wish you happiness, Scott."

He remained quiet for a few moments before looking up at me with the same puzzled look. "I know I'll never get happiness." He let out an empty laugh before rising to his feet. "Because you never let me..."

The statement caused me to frown, but I did not ask why because I was too hesitant to ask.

"Do you like him?" he asked calmly, gazing at my lips as if he wanted to kiss me.

I nodded and said nothing.

"Beware of this Casanova."

With a rough laugh, I let out. "I don't care who he is; all I care about is that he makes me feel better."

His eyes turned a deep shade of black, making my breath hitch as he whispered, "How?"

I stepped back when he drew nearer to me, causing me to breathe in the alcohol he was consuming. I wondered if I smelled sweet to him. I almost stammered when my back hit the wall and he put his hands on either side of me. I had nowhere. to go. He invaded my personal space by placing one leg between my thighs.

"Can you give me a chance to make you feel better?" He asked before brushing my hair away from my face.

"Scott..." I hesitated as my heartbeat rose in my chest and my palms were getting sweaty.

"Don't say no."

Before I could say anything else, he captured my lips in a kiss. That time, he kissed me tenderly and passionately. I gasped in his mouth when he bit my lower lip before kissing me and sticking his tongue in my mouth. Our kiss lasted for a few minutes before he ran his tongue down my jaw, neck, and shoulder blade. My eyes squeezed in pleasure as I cupped the back of his head, enjoying his wet tongue running along my skin.

"Can I take your clothes off?" He asked with a hint of hesitation. I noticed his cheeks turned red and his ears turned red.

I bit into my lower lip before giving him a signal. He instantly grabbed me in his arms and wrapped my legs around his hips and covered my mouth with his. I felt my heat pool between my legs when my pelvis rubbed against his hard erection. I had never thought I would let him sleep with me.

Scott put me on the bed before taking off his clothes. First, his suit jacket was gone, then his tie, shirt, and shoes. My eyes bulged out when I spotted his erection forming on his pants. He smirked and sat closer to me before he cupped my face and stared into my eyes.

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"Do you want to do this?" He asked calmly.

I looked into his eyes, which seemed deeper than the ocean itself. He had dark stubble on his cheeks, which made him look even sexier. His messy hair fell over his temple, hiding half of his eyebrows. His thin lips parted slightly, stealing my breath. "I'm not sure," I replied after a moment of silence.

He let out a heavy sigh before pulling himself away from me. "Don't do this if you are not sure." He snatched his shirt off the floor before putting it on.

"Are you leaving?" I asked when he headed toward the door.

He paused and turned to me with a blank expression. "Yup."

Disappointment washed over me, but I said nothing.

Scott waited for me a while to say something, but I fixed my gaze on the sheet and kept staring at it blankly.

"Good night, Cam," he said and walked out and was about to shut the door, but I cried out, "please, stay!"

It didn't take him a second as he pushed open the door and gazed at me with a hint of satisfaction. This was as if he had been expecting this for a long time.

"Just stay," I replied with firmness. "No sex."

A smile appeared on his face as he walked up to me before he jumped on the bed like a five-year-old boy and pulled me into a bear hug. I smiled before letting him hold me for a while. We didn't speak, just stayed like that the entire night. And after a long time, I was able to fall asleep in the night.

I slept in his arms.

When I woke up in the morning, Scott left me with a message.

'I'll come again tonight because I want to sleep next to you. Looking forward to sleeping with you.'

I grinned and pressed a small piece of paper against my chest as if it was my everything.

You should not believe him!

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My inner voice said as I stared at the paper and read his message again. Maybe it was his other trick to trap me. But then his confession buzzed in my head. Whatever he said to me last night seemed to be genuine. Scott never lied, and he did not have to.

Should I trust Scott?

Conan's call broke my thoughts. I picked up my phone.

"Hey, what's up?" Conan asked with enthusiasm.

"Not much. I'm just about to take a bath."

"Mind if I join you."

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up!"

He chuckled. "Let me guess, you are wearing a sexy nightdress. Now you're gonna tear it off from your body and reveal that smooth and milky skin of yours. I wish I could taste the sweetness of you. Do you know sex is the sweetest thing in life?"

"That's why you are always looking for ways to get it."

"Nope, not always."

"Come on, Conan. Don't lie to me."

"Can you believe I haven't fucked a single woman since the day I met you? Yesterday we kissed, and then I drove home with blue balls. I painfully wanted to pick a woman, but I knew I could never do this because nobody is like you, Cami. You're the only one who truly owns a heart."

"Maybe we should talk later," I said.

"Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"

"Conan..."

"Cami, don't say no because today is my fucking birthday."

"Uh... Happy birthday."

"Fuck you, Camille. Are you even living in this fucking world? You should see the shit outside the four walls, babe."