Chapter 19: Chapter 19

I quickly took my bath and dressed before coming down for lunch. I spread my cologne and opened the door to come out and met with Samuel about to knock on my door. I eyed him, wondering what he was doing in front of my door. Did he forget his door or that of his girlfriend?

“Are you lost, Samuel?” I questioned with my hands folded in front of my cleavage which I noticed his eyes went to.“You look absolutely gorgeous. Can you do me the honour of accompanying me down to lunch?”

“Step out of her door this minute, Samuel. Don't forget this is my house and you are overstepping your boundaries. You came for lunch with your girlfriend maybe you should remember that.” Cameron appeared beside him. Samuel exhaled in defeat and turned to face his Dad. He raised his hands in surrender. “Fine, Dad, what is wrong with accompanying my Dad’s young girlfriend to lunch Dad?” he stretched the Dad trying to piss off His Dad in my opinion.

Cameron rolled his eyes and waved him on “Run along boy.” he dismissed him before coming to me, his eyes giving me a vertical run over “What do we have here? You look so ravishingly hot Kittie cat.” I flushed from my head to toes and noticed Samuel was still standing there looking at us.

Cameron bent and kissed me on the lips which were more like a peck. I wonder why he never deepened any of our kisses. Every time we made love, I tried kissing him but he would distract me or slyly remove his face. I feel bad most times and had even gone as far as asking Mandy once if I had a bad breath. She found the question appalling and had wanted to know why I asked her. I had lied before she had told me I didn't. I gave up and made do with the pecks and good fucks. Maybe he doesn't want to grow attached to me. If it was that, then I'm doing a very good job of keeping my heart safe since I was already a melting mess whenever he was close to me like right now.

“Let's go,” he said and placed my hand in the crook of his arm as we moved past the amazed Samuel that was still standing and watching us. When is he going to move on? This is never going to happen. The sooner he got past it, the better for him.

We climbed down the stairs gently and went to the dining where we met with Antonio who again graced me with his adorable glimmer. “You look lovely Ms. Briggs.” I blushed and looked at him. “ Thanks, Antonio” I managed to breathe. He served the exquisitely decorated tailored cuisine and bowed before leaving us. My stomach was already stirring with the aroma of the food assaulting my nostrils causing me to salivate. I picked up my plate and started eating.

Cameron joined me before Samuel and his bitch, Mandy, finally joined us. I ignore them and faced my food. All that was of consequence to me then was filling my stomach and minding my business. If they chose to live their lives going after things that were above their reach, how’s that supposed to concern me? No, it doesn't. I have to concentrate and make the most of the little time I had left with Cameron. Since yesterday I've been feeling this migraine. Though I ignored it because mostly at this time of the year, I always fall sick due to the weather. Nevertheless, it doesn't get serious. Just a few days of chills and fever and that would be it. But today at school, while the lessons were going on, I had felt severe abdominal pain. I knew it wasn't my period because I've been visited for the month still, I was concerned. I never have abdominal pains unless, when I want to have typhoid which was like three years ago.

I wanted to sneeze so I excused myself and ran out of the dining. I entered the restroom and sneezed, after which I came back out to meet the concerned look of both father and son. “Are you okay, Kittie?” I nodded and took the glass of water to drink. Antonio soon came out with a bottle of champagne which he poured into our different glasses. I took mine and thanked him before gulping it down. I had already finished eating, but couldn't leave the table since the others were still nibbling on theirs, especially our dearest queen mother, Mandy. She would want to go at it at such a slow pace so that she would be noticed. Stupid scallywag. They soon finished and we retired to the lounge to continue with our little party.

“So Val, what's going on with you and Michael in school? I know it's none of my business but still, rumor has it that the both of you are now a...thing...” the bitch harrumphed.

I giggled derisively. I'm supposed to be angry, right? Yeah, I know but, I couldn't because I knew what she was doing. I looked at Cameron who was lurched beside me in one of the chairs, with his big body occupying most of the space while I manage the little space. He wasn't even interested in the discussion which I knew she wanted him to.

“You know coming from you, it's a little surprising to me, considering you have slept with half of the generation of wealthy men that you could ever lay your manipulative claws on. So what is it to you, huh? As you said, it's mere rumor and I hope the gossip, would burn in hell. Unlike you, I have dignity and respect for myself.”

I saw anger flash in her eyes but she couldn't do anything. She started this. “Okay, ladies. I think this would do for today. We are here for a good time, not to fight.” Samuel said and made to stand up from the chair, going to the bar to bring out one of the bottles. He poured into our glasses and gave them to each of us which we took and I gulped down mine in seconds.

Throughout the night, Mandy won't stop throwing me ugly gape. I didn't care. She should have kept her wide mouth closed knowing she had more smelly skeletons to cover. I'm sconed and just because I'm letting her roam around freely in my man’s house doesn't mean she should widen her mouth and talk more trash.

“Okay, everyone, I would have to call this a night. I would be in my study in case anyone needs to talk to me.” Cameron stood and made to leave the lounge. He has been very occupied on his phone and hasn't said more than a word since we got here, before now. I hope all is well.

I saw the way Mandy’s eyes followed him as he left but I ignored her. She can ogle him all she likes but her fingers would never come near him ever again. “So what's the fight about?” Samuel suddenly asked. I ignored him like he didn't say anything. That question should be for his girlfriend and not me. After all, she was the one that slept with my man.

Having had enough, I stood and made my way out of the lounge “Sorry fellas, but I think I might have to retire. I don't feel too well.” Samuel’s face creased and he stood and came to me in speed.

“Are you okay? I told you your parlour looked really dull.” he said and I nodded, my eyes beginning to ache. What is wrong with me?

“I have to retire early. You can have fun. And Samuel, do well to keep your girlfriend behind chains if she doesn't want to lose a leg.” I left him looking more confused than ever with my shady comment.

I climbed to my room and quickly removed every item on my body. I was burning hot now and this isn't good. I went to the bathroom and dived into the tub, turning up the coldness so I could feel a little warm. But instead, I started shivering with my teeth clattering against one another. I wanted to go down and call for help. I think I've caught the flu or something. I managed to make it to the bed and tied my robe around me, still shivering.

I struggled so hard to get the robe. How did this even get to this extent? This was exactly how it happened three years ago. I hardly got sick but when it comes, it hits me like a hurricane hardly giving me time to organize. But, this was different somehow because it had given me warnings. But I had ignored them all. I made it out of the door and was almost at the step when my legs gave off and I collapsed on the ground. The last thing I heard was someone calling out my name but I didn't know who exactly.

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Mr Cameron.

I was sitting in my study going through my files that my secretary had sent me from the company which I had been checking downstairs at the lounge, but had decided to come to the study due to the distractions I was getting from Valeria and her friend. I knew it was because of me they were fighting.

I regret ever allowing that little wench to manipulate me. When I had gone into that contract with Valeria, it was because I didn't want to continue meeting random girls and having sex with them. I feel so dirty and undignified. I could see the pain in Valeria’s eyes, making me feel irate and contrite for what I did. She was a sweet girl and had done nothing but stay loyal to me, even though she had my son who was younger, groveling at her feet for her attention yet she chose me. I see it, everything he does. The fact that he started coming often to visit me since I told him about Valeria and he met her, proved it all. This is why I'm beginning to put up a fight to stir him away from her, lest she falls for his charms. He is my son and I know how the girls fall for his elegant features which without doubt he had acquired from me. The plan had been to stay with Valeria for as long as I can before getting another bitch to satiate my constant needs. But ever since I met her, I don't know why I feel drawn to her. I can't seem to stay without wanting her close by me. I often want to feel her soft white skin against mine. When I said she looked like my ex-wife, I meant it. She reminded me of Rosaline and also, I see a bit of myself in her.

She has fire. And fire is what I like in my women. During sex, she brought out the demon in me, wholly given without holding back. When I had fucked her friend, It was obvious she only wanted to make me believe she was good at it. She is satisfactory, I must confess, but I didn't feel the connection. It was just as though she wanted to satisfy me and not really because she was passionate about it. That is the difference. Valeria is everything and more.

I heard footsteps running to the door and paused in my impression to listen. My door soon burst in and Sam’s frantic face looked in. “Dad, Valeria just fainted in the hallway. I don't know what happened but she isn't breathing.” I was already running out of the study to the hallway.

“She’s in the living room. I've called the ambulance they're on their way” Sam rushed out, still talking as we stormed down the stairs. I was by her side the next minute and met the impervious face of Mandy who was bent over her friend with Val’s fingers tucked in hers. “She's burning very hot.” those were the only things I heard from so many things she said when I got there.