Chapter 10: The Game

Camila Almada's POV

I was so surprised and annoyed that he bested me at my own game. I will kill him in his sleep tonight. But his kisses told me otherwise. He loved to kiss me and wanted me to stay in his arms tonight.

"So, you have to do what we agreed to do, but first," he whispered into my left ear before he kissed my neck.

"Tell me what will you make me do if you win first." He said as he was kissing my neck. I gasped before I was breathing hard.

"Tell me, mi Estrella, or I have to force it out of you," he said as he bit my neck. I gasped again before I removed his mouth and his tortures from my neck. I looked at his eyes. They were dark, thanks to the dim lighting but there was something there that. His eyes darkened with desire. The desire for me. I blushed before he chuckled at me.

"So, are you going to tell me or do I have to make you?" He asked me again and this time I looked at him.

"Will you laugh at what I am about to say?" I asked him as I was biting my lower lips. He growled as he was looking at my lips. I released it before I sighed.

"I know about you, Nicolas. You're the Nicolas Garcia, one of the notorious playboy, a friend of Lucca Giovanni, are you not?" I asked him as he looked at me. He did not confirm it nor denied it.

"I know you only sleep with women for fun and I think I cannot do that with you, I'm sorry," I whispered before I disentangled myself from his arms but he held me tighter.

"Where do you think you're going, mi Estrella?" He asked me as he was looking at me. I was fed up playing the nice girl. I need to get out of his hold or I might succumb to his seduction. I need to escape.

"Let me go, you scumbag," I hissed before I was glaring at him. He was smirking before he was coming to kiss me again. I slapped him.

It was all dangerous and loud in a quiet place. I cannot believe that I just did that. His hold was loosened a bit. Now was the time to escape. I got out of his hands as he was looking at me murderously.

"Stay back, Nicolas," I said as I was looking at him, trying to figure out the escape for my sorry butt. He chuckled darkly.

"Why, the kitty cat has claws. How can I did not see that coming?" He said as he stood up from the chair. I was walking backward as he was advancing at me. His eyes were dangerously glistening with mischief.

"What do you want from me, Nicolas?" I asked him as he smirked.

"Well, since you asked nicely, I want you, mi Estrella, for everything that you've done to me from the very first moment I have laid my eyes on you," he said. I knotted my eyebrows together.

"I only saw you tonight. How can you possibly want me?" I said as I was exhausted with this mad man.

"You might think I have known you just now, but you don't know what I was capable of anyway, aren't you Camila Almada," he said as I gulped.

"How do you know my full name? I never told you my last name," I said as I was looking at him.

"Well, let's just say I am your worst nightmare," he said and before I knew it, I took out a smoke bomb and threw it in front of me. I have to escape as I saw the ventilation on my right. I went inside it in a second before I closed my track. I have to get out before he came after me.

Nicolas Garcia, you just put yourself on the top of my list of wanted kills.

As I was escaping the grand hotel and make my way into the darkness, I was being scared by the ringing of my phone. It was an international number so I have no doubt it would be Valentino or maybe even Alfred.

"Hello?" I asked in Portuguese as it would make the caller suspicious unless it was Alfred or Val.

"You are under attack," the voice that I knew so well was coming from the other line. I sighed in relief before I cleared my throat.

"What do you mean, Val?" I asked him as he was very distracted right now.

"No time to explain. Your place in Portugal has been compromised. We need to relocate you again," he said as I was rubbing my temple before I massaged my nose bridge.

"Please don't tell me that I was being attacked again by that good-for-nothing scumbag that they called the chief of the elite force, Adam Florenz," I said as I was hearing Val laughed. Has he given up already to find the Black Lily?

"Well, it's not him, I'm afraid and it was the much worse enemy that we might expect from the beginning of our organization," he said. I arched my eyebrow. Curiosity was getting the best of me.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Well, you remember when Mia first joined our group?" He asked me.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Well, they all don't die just yet. Not until they have escaped from being exposed to the public. One of the subbranches has been diverse that they were going onto the art companies and corporations. They have been hiding since then, afraid that they will be exposed again," Val explained. I know where this was going. I can feel it in my bones.

"So, Camila," he said.

"Yes," I tried to keep my voice calm.

"We need you to fly to Spain—"

"Uh-huh. and?" I asked him.

"We need you to lay low. You were being one of the targets that they were trying to take under their wings. We have some resources that you backed up dancer for Lisa Gonzales. Is that correct?" He asked. I gulped. uh-oh. I was being busted by a person that was no one knows.

"Well?" He was waiting for my answer.

"Yes?"

"God damn it, Camila! I told you to stay low but you have to show that you were going to be talented enough for them to get you under their radar," Val burst out.

"Hey, it's not my fault that I was being so good at it that I cannot help but attract attention," I defended myself. He sighed as I can imagine he was pinching his nose bridge.

"Fine, fine. Whatever. The good news is Alfred was happy that you get their attention. Alfred wanted you to be undercover inside the company and find out their weaknesses, can you do that?" He asked me. I nodded eagerly before I forgot that I was talking through the phone.

"Yes, of course," I said.

"But, you must meet this one person. His name is—"

"Look, Val. I got this okay. You let me handle it and when you see it fit that I need someone's else help, you can call me back okay?" I said as I was trying to get into action right now. He sighed.

"Okay, suit yourself but I warn you, stay low even though you were going inside the enemy line," he said. I rolled my eyes.

"Val, since when I was going to stay low and not making the flair that I have on me?" I asked him as I was walking toward the cab that stopped in front of me before I told him to go to the airport.

Val has arranged for me an audition under the name of Camila Rodriguez. I think this will be so much fun!

Nicolas Garcia's POV

"Huh, you made her ran away from your hands again," Luis said as he was walking inside the room.

"Go away," I was sitting on the bed, the very bed that I wanted to defile Camila. But now she's gone. I sighed as I took another shot of whiskey from her glass. Hers. I liked the sound of that.

"You're sick, bro. You need to let it go," Luis said as he was looking at me with pity. I scoffed at him.

"I don't need you to remind me that. And don't call me bro," I spatted at him. He just chuckled before he handed me his iPad.

"Resource said that she will be in Spain and apparently for an audition for an opera singing," he said as I looked at the tab.

"And you think she will be there?" I asked him. He smiled smugly.

"I don't know, I knew okay? There's the difference," he said before he left me alone to my misery. Once again, I failed to make her mine.

"Once again, brother, I have given you a path and you ruined it by not being impatient," he said as he went out of the room. I chuckled to myself before I put the whiskey on the table.

"But this time, I make sure that she will be mine," I said as I went out of the room as I took my jacket and went out of Romania to my home country with a plan in my mind to take what's mine from the beginning.