His Lethal Love

Present.

Camille POV.

"Wouldn't it be nice to celebrate your birthday?" I asked while looking across the empty restaurant that Conan had booked for the two of us.

"I'm celebrating my birthday with a very special person." He smiled and my heart warmed.

"And what about your family?"

"I don't give a damn about my family, so please don't bring them up. I don't want to ruin this beautiful moment."

I frowned. "Is everything alright between you and your father?"

"He is as good as gold." He winked as he poured wine into two glasses.

"You seem a bit upset."

"Had Scott stayed with you the entire night?" he asked in a demanding way.

My eyebrows snapped as I tried to maintain a cool demeanour despite being nervous. Because I hated to see him hurt, I didn't want to tell him the truth. "Conan..." I mumbled.

"Is it yes?" He sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "He stayed with you last night, I know. If it wasn't such an obvious matter to discuss, I would stop talking about it. Scott is about to marry Maura, whom he has loved since childhood. Just looking into your eyes, Cami, I could tell how much he means to you. I don't want you to be used by that tyrant. His eyes are filled with resentment toward you. Despite all of his humiliating ways, he doesn't mind selling you like a cow to his girlfriend. Either he doesn't want to accept his feelings for you or he is just playing with your heart." He put his hand on mine, giving me a sad and sweet smile. "I genuinely don't want you to get hurt."

"Conan, thank you so much for caring about me, but I..." I hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. "He stayed with me because that's what I asked him to do. He was not taking advantage of me and I know he would never." "Jesus Christ! You love him blindly."

"Stop using the word love over and over again. I don't love him. I was just feeling a bit down last night and I wanted somebody to stay with me..."

"You could ask me, though."

"It was his house. I couldn't ask if I wanted you to." I half lied.

"I wanted to take you to my home," he said.

I rolled my eyes in exasperation. "Then people think you're dating me. Didn't you notice dozens of paparazzi roaming around you? They are still out there..." I pointed to a couple of paparazzi who were continuously taking our picture. "So what?" "Conan, now you're behaving like a kid."

He exhaled a long sigh before looking into my eyes. "I'm sorry I was feeling envious yesterday and you didn't even try to stop me once."

"Why don't we hang out in your house?"

Excitement overtook his face as he straightened himself and grabbed my hand, smiling widely. "Are you sure?" "Yep."

"Oh dear, you don't know how joyful I am right now."

"But no..." I mumbled.

"Yeah, I know you don't want my dick between your legs."

"Conan!" I scolded, glancing across the room to check nobody had heard us.

"I promise you I won't touch you until you want me."

"Promise?" I opened my palm.

"Yes, promise." He grinned, placing his hand on mine before wrapping his fingers around it.

"What are we going to watch tonight?" I asked with a frown.

"Ghost." he grinned when he caught my surprised look.

"How do you know about my favorite movie?"

"I know everything about you, sweetheart." He winked, which made me roll my eyes.

"Kate told me your favorite movie."

"Does he tell you all about me?"

"No, he is your loyal friend. He just told me about your favorite movie because I told him about my plan to bring you to my penthouse."

"Okay." I sighed as he led me to his private elevator. After a few moments, we stepped out of it and into his penthouse. "You're quite wealthy." I grinned, examining custom furniture, a state-of-the-art sound system, and an opulent. There was a television, fireplace, and floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the skyline. "I love this place."

"Have you ever thought of moving here with me?" Conan jokes.

"Nope." I plopped onto the sofa and let out a long sigh.

He sat next to me before turning on the TV. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as he pressed my cheek against his. I smiled, feeling comfortable, but he was as warm as Scott. He stood out among the male species. He was the man I fell in love with unconditionally, and no one could ever replace him in my heart.

Dammit! I wish Conan could give him tough competition, but somewhere I knew I would not allow him to win.

"What are you thinking about?" Conan asked as he popped popcorn into his mouth.

"I'm thinking of the First World War."

He paused, eating, gazing at me down before breaking into laughter. "Seriously, Cami."

"Yup, I wish I could be there."

"So you want to be a soldier?"

"No." I straightened myself before popping popcorn into my mouth. "The old days were great. People fell in love with one another. There wasn't any jealousy, hatred, or vengeance back then."

"If you want love, I'll give it to you." He winked before extending his arms, inviting me for a hug.

Without thinking, I pressed my cheek against his broad chest and inhaled one of the expensive colognes he wore. Scott didn't use perfume or Cologne because he didn't have to. He always smelled so fresh and masculine, like pine and saving cream.

"Conan," I whispered while peering into his eyes. He was already staring at me. "Is it possible to fall in love with a broken heart?" "Absolutely not," he replied quickly while stroking my hair like I was his favourite pet. "A broken heart needs to be healed first."

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"How?"

He smiled before bringing his fingers down my chin, grabbing it, and making me look into his gorgeous eyes. "People always say that life is too short, live it to the fullest, but I believe it's the wrong quote. Life is too long and can not be lived alone. At some point, a person has to share his life with somebody else. That's why God made love."

"How come you haven't fallen in love yet?"

"I've fallen in love, Cami," he said quietly, almost sadly. My eyes widened in surprise as he continued, "She cheated on me and left me hurt. Since that day, I have brought a change in me and swore to myself that I would never date again." "Then why me?"

"Cami, you seem so real to me. You're like an open book to me. I can read every aspect of you." He came closer, making me breathe in his warm air. "When I first saw you at the party, you looked so innocent, broken, and nervous. I want to cure this heart of yours." He placed his palm just above my heart, which started to throb harder. "You're an absolutely divine soul."

*******

I unlocked the door and quietly got inside. As I climbed the stairs, my heart beat faster. Conan's birthday passed smoothly, but I forgot one of the most significant things.

I opened the door of my room, and my heart was heavy with sadness. Scott lay on the bed, his legs dangling, and he was still in his black crisp suit.

He left a message in the morning that he would come tonight, but I was not there and he fell asleep while waiting for me. I didn't know how long he had been waiting and when he came, but he looked tired from his dishevelled appearance. I didn't know why I was feeling guilty about not being on time, after all, he humiliated me many times. My eyes caught boxes of pizza and cold drinks sitting on the nightstand untouched.

Now, I'm feeling like a complete shit person! He wanted to have dinner with me and I was damn sure he had not eaten anything since morning. Once Kate showed me Scott's schedule, which was completely full. He had less than three hours to rest and sleep.

I was startled when his phone rang out. I quickly turned it off without even looking at it. I didn't want him to get disturbed just because of his shit directors.

Biting into my lower lip I approached him and removed his shoes and socks. Since removing his clothes was not possible I unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, letting air pass his body. I tried to pull his body upward but he was too heavy to move so I let him stay in the same position. I lay next to him, staring at his handsome face. I felt butterflies in my tummy having him all to myself.

It was crazy how your crush turned into your love and this love turned into your passion. I found myself raising my hand before caressing my fingers along his defined jawline.

"Cam..." he mumbled sleepily, making me pause. Swallowing hard, I looked at him and prayed he would not open his eyes, and witnessed all this care and love. Suddenly he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his firm chest. I let out a deep breath, and couldn't stop myself from melting into his warm body. "You're late." He peeled open his eyes and stared right into mine. "I have been waiting for you for hours."

I lowered my gaze while muttering, "I'm so sorry."

"I deserved it." He let out a breathy laugh before pressing his face into the crook of my neck. I waited for him to speak further but he fell asleep again.

I sighed heavily, letting him stay for a while, though my neck was aching from the uncomfortable position I couldn't stop myself from comforting him.