Obsession and desire

Not all nights are dreamy.

After Camille sees Andy leave the bar, she goes directly to Brett who was delighted with the atmosphere of the place and of course with the signs of affection that Camille had accidentally given him, he was convinced that that night she would totally fall at his feet. She approaches the table, tries to give him a warm smile, but at that moment inside her there was only anger and jealousy for the couple that had just left. “Hello, you almost didn't come back from the toilet, are you okay?” Brett hands her a glass of alcohol as she sits down. “They were only a little full, what a shame to make you wait, I think it's time to go” Camille leaves the glass that he had offered her on the table and puts on her coat. “No, wait no, take this last drink that I already ordered first and let's go, let's see, don't despise me” she makes a gesture of resignation, but not even alcohol calmed her sorrows. “Honestly, I don't want any more alcohol, what a shame for having made you buy one last drink” she rejects the drink. “It's okay, but at least take two sips with me, come with me” Brett insistent that she continue drinking, he holds out his glass for her to toast, Camille without any additional option to his insistence, reluctantly takes two sips, this drink It had seemed stronger than the previous ones, perhaps it was because he was no longer in the same mood as a few moments ago. Camille begins to feel dizzy, everything is spinning around her, and the only thing she can see straight ahead is Brett, who is looking at her with an evil smile. “Are you okay Camille? I think if it's good to go now, I'll ask for a bottle of water, we're leaving the place”. “Yes, could you take me home please? I think I'm a little drunk.” “Let’s go to your house? Let's go to mine, you can't leave in that state” Brett takes her in his arms, calls his trusted driver and takes her home, she was almost unconscious, she didn't know if she was drunk, or if something else was happening in her, but that was what she was feeling for now, her head was spinning and she was very sleepy, something uncontrollable, upon reaching Brett's

mansion, he picks her up and takes her straight to her room, she can only see his blurred image, she sees how he begins to undress her in front of her eyes, but she doesn't have enough strength to stop him. “Brett waits! What are you doing? Stop Please” “I'm just trying to make you comfortable dear, you should rest shh don't worry, you're very good in my hands” he begins to take advantage of the situation and begins to kiss her, Camille begins to fall into such a deep sleep, as if she were had passed out, and is not aware from then on of what that man was doing to him, Brett took advantage of Camille's defenseless state, took the opportunity to do what very surely she in her five senses would not have agreed to do. The next morning, Camille wakes up with a pounding headache, her body aching as if a truck had run over her, and one arm wrapped around her limp body, hugging her. She just closes her eyes and presses her mouth, it couldn't be, she looks at herself and is totally naked, that makes a tear fall down her cheek, at that moment she tries to remember what happened, but she only sees the slight image of Brett over her, kissing her, agreeing to her, but he can't remember if she refused, or if she just agreed. As things had happened, she felt like she was dying, she didn't wish she had been with him, now she just wanted to go home, so she took Brett's arm off her, he's sleeping peacefully, she looked for her clothes and tried to get her clothes as best she could. accommodate. “Good morning precious” Brett stretches, rubs his eyes, and makes a face at her, as if they had just spent the most magical night in the world. “Hello Brett” she gives him a slight greeting with her muffled voice, she is putting on her blouse, when she feels that he puts his arms around her waist and kisses her on the cheek, she jumps over and pushes him away. “Wait! I don't know what's going on here, excuse me, I must go.” “Don't you know what is happening here? Well, last night you were in my arms, you told me that you liked me and that you wanted us to have something Camille” Brett was looking for prominence as a victim, his eyes looked at her with disappointment, but it was fake, because he knew perfectly well what had happened during that night.

“I don't understand, I don't remember anything” she turns to look at him, he was without underwear, to tell the truth at that moment the image that Brett offered was stunning, even though he had just gotten up, he looked spectacular and fresh, his large member showed him the desire he felt for Camille, his pectorals were appetizing, all of him for any other woman was a delicacy, and of course he showed off that, but with Camille it didn't work that way, she just wanted to get out of there and remember that he had spent the night before, because he was so sure that his drunkenness did not reach the point of losing himself without his will. “Calm down, my love, I know you're a little upset, you drank too much last night, take your time to assimilate things, I know it wasn't the best way to establish our relationship, but well, we have time to continue doing things from scratch” He slowly approaches her, Camille feels a shiver run through her, he begins to kiss her face and she is there for him again like a lamb, she feels like his member rose from her hips and she begins to feel uncomfortable. “I think it's better that we talk about it at another time, for now I have to go- she takes her bag that was on the night table and leaves there”. “Camille waits! When we talk? Camille!” Naked Brett goes looking for her, but he realizes that his employees and her sister were nearby, so he went back to the room for clothes, but when he went out to look for her, she had already taken a taxi, an air of Frustration perched on his chest, no other woman had ever despised him and although the night before he had possessed her, he felt that it was not the way he wanted her to fall at his feet, since he had always been revered by all women. , that she did not do it was causing him a severe disappointment. On the other hand, that same morning Andy and Gretta are already sharing breakfast, unlike Camille, he had agreed to everything about his romantic night with his new girlfriend, and although he didn't want her as strongly as he did with Camille, he didn't want her. he ceased to correspond to the woman who was now accompanying him. “Look Andy, I feel that we should formalize our relationship more, we should do it with a trip to Greece, I have an exhibition in that country in 4 weeks, I want you to accompany me.” Gretta talks happily as if they were the perfect couple, she gets a piece of fruit and continues talking non-stop. “I don't know Gretta, I don't know if I can, I must keep an eye on the company, being absent has

never been my priority”. “You're not the CEO Andy anymore, you should get away from responsibilities a bit, look, it's a trip…” Gretta kept talking, her voice higher pitched, every time she made Andy feel more overwhelmed, she was ready to end that relationship, He wasn't going to put up with her any longer, but the thought of seeing Camille with Brett made him unhappy, and the only way to feel calm was to do the same with Gretta. But he did not know how far his plan would go, even though Gretta was a very beautiful woman, he did not feel happy with the way he was, and that overwhelmed him, to the point that not even his voice wanted to listen.From NôvelDrama.Org.