CAM

I could not stop myself when he said those words. I was stupid to come here. I should have stopped June from coming here when I got the news that she was coming to the party. Even though we didn't talk for a while, but I kept my taps on her. I was furious when I got the news that she joined this fucker. I didn't want to interfere in her life so much. That is why I stayed silent until now. However, today he crossed the line. I will kill him today. I punched him so much that his face was bleeding. I pulled out my gun again and kept it on his forehead. I knew my men would take care of their men outside. "Your life will end today." Just when I finished, he laughed. "You don't know what you are doing." He managed to say, while coughing blood, "Look behind Cam." I looked behind and saw a bodyguard's hand on June's mouth, and he placed his gun on June's head.

"Don't you dare" I look back at Ryan. He is still laughing. "I killed your lover once." I can kill your lover again." I gave him a dead stare. "Leave her." I yelled at the bodyguard, but he didn't budge. June was just standing there, not even crying or showing any sign of fear. I was happy that she's not a cry baby. She winked at me and I tilted my head in return.

I was still looking at her in confusion, but soon she did something that caught me off guard. She buried her heels in the bodyguard's shoes, and he quickly pulled his hand away from her and she shouted, "Now." She quickly walks away. I shot on his one leg and he fell down. Ryan was surprised to see it. "What the fuck are you doing?" he yelled at the bodyguard. "Do you want to be next?" I looked at him again. "Cam, please let's go," June yelled from behind. I'll meet you tomorrow at our usual place. Let's deal with it like a man. I leaned forward to whisper in his ears.

The bodyguard looked at me in anger but didn't do anything. He must have noticed something. June held my hand and tried to drag me but failed. It's obvious that she couldn't drag me because I weigh more than she did and I am tall. It's kinda cute to see her try. I smiled and picked her up in my arms. "Woow, what are you doing?" she asked while adjusting herself. "I hate this dress. "I will rip this once we get home," I said in a slow voice, her eyes showing fire. Haha, so I am not the only one dying for her touch and to touch her. "Tbh I hate this dress too," she quickly looked away when I looked at her.

We reached my car; she took my keys and pushed me on the passenger seat, "Stay here." It's strange to see her being bossy, but I have never seen her being bossy before while we were together. "I will drive." She shakes the key. "Do you know how to drive Kitten?" I teased her and she said, "Let me tell you, Mr. Boss, before I lost my car, I was a great driver, huh?" She brushed her index finger across her nose. It was kinda cute. "Oh really? We will see, but come here, there's something on your face. "She didn't move, but she brushed her face with her hand. "It's no use coming here." I said it again. This time she leans her face toward me and blinks. Our eyes were connected. I moved my hand up and she slowly closed her eyes, then I quickly pulled her even closer and kissed her.

She responds to my kiss with a bite on my lower lip, and we both taste my blood in our mouths. I pull apart after a few seconds and say, "That's not fare, kitten." I softly touch her lips and brush my thumb over her lower lip. She bit my thumb teasingly, but she pulled away when she saw my hand. "Mr. Watson," she pulled my right hand and looked at me. "You got hurt." "Are you worried about me?" I teased her, "Shut up." She looked angry, and the concern on her face was something I had never seen in any woman. She blew my injury. "Do we have a first aid kit in your car?" she asked me without looking at me.

"No, why would I carry that?" She looked up in irritation. "Oh, you can carry a gun, but you can't carry a first aid kit," she said, and looked for something in the car. "What are you searching for? I don't keep them in the car. She sighed and placed her hand in front of me. "What"? "Oh god, give me your handkerchief," she asked in irritation. "Sweetheart, it's nothing", she glared at me in anger. I cupped her cheek with my left hand and said, "I have been through much worse than this." I gave her a smile to reassure her, but she held my other hand. "I was not there when you got injured before, but now I am here, so just do what I say." She tore her dress and carefully wrapped it around my hand. "Why does one of us get hurt whenever we meet?" She asked me suddenly

"I have noticed it so many times now" she looked at the road while driving "I don't know" I said even I want to know that why the hell one of us gets hurt whenever we meet after being apart for a while, "Maybe its because" she paused

"Because we are not meant to be together"

"Because we stay apart for so long"

We both said at the same time and we both look at each other after saying that, "What did you said" I ask her irritation building up,

"I don't think we are meant to be together" she said and looked at the road again, but before I could say anything we reached her house,

"Do you want coffee?" she asked as she crossed me. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto my lap, "So you think we are not meant to be together?" I whisper as I brush my lips over her bare neck. "Hmm... umm..." she replies when I bite her. "Let me tell you one thing, kitten." I cupped her face, "You belong to me." I kiss her after saying it, "so I don't give a fucking damn about the fate, I can make it listen to me," I kiss her down till I reach her collarbone. "You are injured," she tries to push me. "So what?" I ignored her protest. "Let me check if you are wet. We will do it and if you are not, I will stop." I said as I slid my hand under her dress and softly brushed her inner thighs. "No", she tried to stop. "Oh look at this." I brushed my finger over her slightly wet panty. I could see her cheeks turning red. I bit her earlobe slowly and slid my finger inside her. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, saying, "Let me hear your moans." I work with one hand as I make her steady with my other hand.