Chapter 16: The Veracity

Camila Almada's POV

Time stood still as I was looking at him. He did not say anything as I was lowering my gun from pointing at him.

"What's the deal?" I asked him. He did not answer it right away before he stood up from his chair. I cannot pull the gun back up. I looked at him as he sighed.

"An arranged marriage with you," he whispered but I can hear it loud and clear.

"But then, they were off because…because they thought you were dead," he said as he was leaning onto the fireplace. His face was distraught as he hated that word. He thought I was dead.

Well, they all were as I was recruited by Alfred and Val. they saw my misery and they wanted me to take revenge and maybe protect another. Nicolas closed his eyes as he continued.

"My dad was furious. He went to their house and started to shoot people. Your father tried to reason with them but he did not listen. hence, the Massacre Night happened," he said as he was gripping his fist. He did not like to talk about this stuff but he did it anyway.

Because I asked him to.

"No, stop," I said as I was feeling something for him. He was breathing heavily like he was being trapped in the past. I cannot let him be like that anymore, my heart cannot look at him like that.

"You can stop now. I know the rest," I said as I was looking at him. Nicolas shook his head.

"No, you don't. Your parents were murdered by my parents and you were declared missing. My dad went mad before he took his own life and left my mum and me to control his empire. I cannot do it, not when I know his dirty works as he merged the Almada companies with him," he said before he took a seat. He was leaning into the chair as he was holding his lower chest.

I just noticed that he was bleeding. I dropped my gun before I went to his side as I was looking for some ways to stop the bleeding.

"Oh, my god. Why you did not tell me?" I said as I was unwrapping the bandage. It was healing pretty nicely but I still need to give him the cure. I took it from my belt as I was removing the stopper before I was shoving it toward his mouth. He held my hand.

"No, I cannot. I was your enemy. Why are you helping me?" He asked me as his sweat was pooling on his forehead. My heart was beating as I looked at his dire state.

"I cannot, I have your parents' blood on my hand," he said as he was shoving me back as he was leaning into his chair.

"So, you just lay here to die. Oh no, not that easy Garcia," I said before I drank the cure and I went to kiss him. He was surprised by the time I was pushing the liquid down onto his mouth. He was gripping my waist as he was pulling me closer. I was snaking my hands into his neck.

The liquid has gone into his mouth but I did not break the kiss. I cannot break away from him. I liked his warmth, his honesty and how he told me the truth about my parents and how he felt responsible for it.

He was not my enemy. He was my best friend even though we were estranged after I moved to Portugal. After a while, we broke the kiss as I was breathing heavily as well as Nicolas. He was closing his eyes as he groaned. I can see that the cut was curing nicely. I smiled at the sight as I was running my fingers over it. He shivered.

"If you keep doing that, my love, I don't think I can stop you from my beast," he whispered as he was holding my hand from tracing it again. He was looking at me as I was looking at him. I smirked.

"Maybe this time, I wished that beast will come out and play," I whispered before I straddled him as he was holding my waist. His eyes were dark with desire now as I was removing my tank top. He was eyeing me up and down as I can sense something was moving at my butts. I smirked at him.

"Can you be out of your misery as well as that cut?" I asked as I was palming his chest up and down. He smirked at me. gosh, I missed that so much.

"Well, why don't we move to the perfect location then?" He said as he arched his eyebrow at me. I laughed, genuine laughter. After I stopped, I can see that he was staring at me. I blushed.

"I missed you," he said as he was tucking my hair behind my ear. I looked into his eyes. It was sincere.

"Then, show me how much you missed me, Garcia," and that was the only encouragement that he needed as he was claiming my mouth. I was moaning and gasping as he grabbed my butt. I cannot believe it. Even in his state, his desire and skills were immaculate.

he was roaming my body as I was working onto his belt. He was unhooking my bra before he slid it off my body. then, he was squeezing them. I arched my back as I broke the kiss.

"Nico," I said his nickname when we were little.

"Camila," he said before he carried me. I wrapped my legs around his torso as I was wrapping my legs around his torso as he went to the bed. He put me on the bed with him on top of me. He broke the kiss before he went to suck on my nipples like they were his oxygen. I moaned as I was holding his hair. He moved to my mouth again before he pulled my pants off my legs. I threw it away as well as the panties that he pulled.

"Spread your legs, my love. Let me taste you," he said as he went to my south mouth. I was leaning on my elbow as he was looking at me. The fireplace gives him the illusion that his 5 figure shadow was on point, with his chiseled jaw and mischief in his eyes.

"I bet no one ever tastes like you," he said as he was inhaling my scent. Even by the slightest touch by him made me shivered. god, what was wrong with me? then, he licked me before I gasped. I don't think I could yelp like that.

"Easy, my love. You will feel good," he said before he went to tackle my pearl. I was writhing under him as I was gripping his bedsheet. He was torturing me as something knotted inside my stomach before I yelled his name.

"Nicolas," as the waves of ecstasy were coming over me. I can see the stars and before I knew it, he was kissing me again. I can taste my juice as I was pulling at his belt when he pushed me onto the bed again.

"Now, I have a lot to teach you about pleasure, my love," he said and he did show me again and again. But, he never put his meat inside me. He just made me rode my ecstasy again and again until I passed out.

When the morning came, he was gone as I was left there, naked and hurt.

Present Day…

I popped my eyes open before I pushed him off me. I just remembered what he did to me one year ago. And I don't think I was ready for that kind of hurt anymore.

"Get off me!" I shouted as I was pushing him off me. He let me before he stared at me. I can tell that my face was red right now as the heat was pulsing inside my heart and the sensation was hot.

"What's wrong?" He asked. seriously? What's wrong?! Did he not remembered what he did to me one year ago?!!

I got off from the floor as I went out of his touch. I went to the window that was shining with the dawn rays. I was hugging myself as I was trying to control my emotions. no, I cannot let Nicolas get the best of me. I have to be tough. I need to be tough.

"Camila," he said before I turned sharply at him. He was the same, with the same smirk, same eyes, same hair color. But something in his eyes that made me think about his right now. Maybe he did change after that day.

"Why you left me that morning?" I asked him as he was approaching me. I held out my hand.

"Don't,"

He stopped as he was looking at me. He sensed something before he sighed. He rubbed his face together before he looked at me.

"I was afraid that Adam will find you there," he said as he was looking at me. I knotted my eyebrows together,

"What?"

"Come on, Camila. I know it was you that went to steal something from my office. I know that you have been trying to get some information from me after I left you in that bed a year ago. I know it was you the Black Lily," he said as he was looking at me. I gulped.

"You think I would not know my fiancée was trying to steal from me? I was not that naive you know," he said as he went to the bed to take a seat. He put his head inside his palms as he was running his fingers through his hair. Instantly, I wanted to do that.

"I'm your fiancée? But I thought you annul it a year ago," I said as I was looking at him. He laughed.

"Well, you will not get rid of me that easy, my love," he said before he strode three times and claimed my mouth. I was surprised but even more surprising, I kissed him back.

And I think Nicolas smiled in that kiss.