No Wonder!
She felt something was amiss, she should have known after perceiving that smell, this man had to intentions of negotiating anything with her. He had planned to have his way with her right from the beginning!
No!
She doesn't want to! What would the public say if they found out she slept with such a disgusting man. Even if no one got to know. She would not bare to have such a disgusting memory.
"Ah...stop...no! I don't want to... Stop... Ah! Mmhmm" as much as she struggled, the man was crazed from his desires and the aphrodisiac burning in the room, with a few tugs and pull, the girl's flimsy dress was torn into shreds and her succulent body exposed to him.
In the end under the influence of the same aphrodisiac, Camille did away with her resistance and give into the man's dirty action. Very soon, the two bodies intertwined on the Queen sized bed with their nauseating sounds echoing through the room. The walls might have been soundproof and stopped anyone from hearing or seeing this scene but the little device peeking through the eyes of the painting on the wall, involuntarily conveyed everything that happened this night to another part of the city.
Watching the eventful night for the two, the Virgin minded Gisele almost puked liters of blood. She never would have expected things would turn out to be this way. Her little game of 'catch the mouse' had not only turned out fruitful but had also turned out to be such a Scandalous evidence. It was just so unfortunate that neither or the victims concerned her else she would have enjoyed toying with the both of them. All she had to do now was pass this video to Brenda and whatever she decided to do with it was her own business. Nevertheless, seeing the two people going at it strongly, her cheeks flared up like a tomato. She was just thinking of switching off her phone when a knock rang on her door. In fright she flung the phone away just before the door opened and Aunty Lou walked in.
"Miss you aren't asleep yet?"
"Yeah, I had to check something" Gisele replied. She managed to hide the embarrassment from almost being caught watching such a scene, but her tomato red cheeks still gave hint of her guilt.
Aunty Lou decided to not point out the girl's exposing guilty look and just went on with why she had come to see her late at night.
"Miss someone left a letter for you, it must have been the sender from the previous time"
"Really? Let me see" Gisele was surprised to hear her brother had sent her another letter. She hurriedly took the pink enveloped letter as opened it. This time no one had tampered with it, it seems he had heard she now lives here so he had directly sent his letter here this time around.
The envelope carried that familiar scent that unknowingly brought a sense of relief, security and happiness to her heart. With expectant fingers, she opened it and read the content.
Missing the night of star gazing
I had followed the questioning stars
And it led me right back to you
I have found my life and found you in it
It's like I'm back to the origins
Only that you're not next to me
I miss you... I love you
—xoxo Alan.
Gisele scoffed after reading the letter, she folded it up and tossed it into her drawer like the previous one. It was revolting seeing such mushy word from that annoying narcissist, but it didn't change the fact that he was finally in radar. For years she had hoped to hear from him once but to no avail. Finally he was sending her letters, it could only mean he was back, it made her curious too. She wanted to ask if he had succeeded, he had sworn then that he would stay out of touch till he succeeded. Has he finally reached his goal? Was he doing well now?
"Miss has such an admirable admirer who sends sweet messages every time. He must really care about you" Aunty Lou commented.
Care about her?
Gisele was reminded of the past and a sweet smile crawled up her lips. Indeed, her naughty big brother cared about her. Although he sometimes had annoying and Mischievous ways of showing it, he had only ever done things that made her happy and nothing else.
"You think so?" She asked warmly.
"Yes" Aunty Lou agreed "why don't you send a message in return and have a chat with him?"
Gisele thought of it and couldn't help but buy the idea, sending him a letter sounded like a wonderful thing to do.
"Sure I'll do just that" she rushed to her desk and began writing. Still after hours of staring at the plain white papers, she could not bring herself to write anything. What was she supposed to tell him? How hard her life had been? How unfair she was being treated? Or how she had been Hoodwinked into getting married?
There was nothing to write. In the end, she scribbled five words on the paper with a subtle look.
"I miss you... xoxo Alan"
She missed him indeed. All those miserable years with the Andres. She would curl up on the floor of the little servant room and wish he was there to cuddles her to sleep. Most times she wished for that big brother that would tell and fight with everyone that mistreated her but that was all they were — Wishes. Nonetheless, those times were gone and she was equally happy to see he was back and in touch with her.
She folded the paper and handed it to Aunty Lou "when next he comes, help give this to him"
"I'll relay your message. You should sleep now miss"
"Good night Aunty Lou"
Unlike some other people, the young lady had a good night sleep. Quiet and worriless, without even a dream to disrupt her sleep.
...
The next morning, Camille woke up disoriented. A quick look around the room immediately brought back all the memories of the last night activities.
Her heart bled in disgust, she stared at the man snoring so noisily beside her and almost could not stop herself from strangling him in his sleep.
Things should not have happened like this!
It was all that sl*t's fault!
Even at this moment she could no help but blame Brenda for her misfortune. If the girl was no so annoying, she would never have had a need to scheme against her and would definitely not have had any business with this Fatso, to the point she would end up being tricked by him.
It was all Brenda's fault!
Stealthily, she peeled herself from the man's embrace and got out of bed. There was nothing left of the dress she had worn the previous night, it had been torn to shreds and bits, so she helplessly could only call her assistant to deliver some clothes.
The little assistant was shocked to see the state of the room. Without having to be told, she understood what had transpired between the two people in the room
"Sis Camil_" her words were caught off by a resounding slap. She staggered backwards and fell to the floor, scrapping her wrist till it bled almost instantly yet, Camille was not moved. The anger she felt even seemed to intensify.
"It's all your fault I'm in this mess! If you have done your jobs neatly, it would not have been traced back to me. Just you listen, if anything goes wrong after this, just be sure I'll destroy your life!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean for this to happen" The assistant begged tearfully.
Camille inhaled and exhaled deeply "are you keeping your eyes on Brenda?" She asked with eyes full of hatred. She had been dragged into the mud, so she could only be placated if she knew that her nemesis was doing worst than she was.
"Yes" the girl nodded "the deadline is fast approaching. There would be a court case if she still doesn't agree to shoot the series by then. My sources tells me she has been running around looking for a lawyer, they had also requested for the hospital to refund the money but they refused. This time around that siblings are surely doom"
A satisfied smile appeared on Camille's face. Just the thought that the both of them were living fine irked her. How could they live fine after tossing her out and treating her like a pest?. Hmph! That is what they deserve from looking down on her. Did they really think, they were still higher than her?
Right now, they were nothing but filthy rags before her. Very soon the whole world would jeer and snicker at the mention of their names, whereas she would be adored and loved by the public. She might also grow to be the Goddess of the Camera one day, while Brenda would be that sl*t that sold herself to make a name in the industry.
"That's good, keep an eyes on them... and this buffoon too. This must never repeat itself again" With a smile she said and walked out of the room with her assistant.